Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Right." Meng Xiaonan came back to his senses: "What has Han Yu been doing during this period of time? Haven't seen anyone else for several days?"

"Go to country C." Han Qilu's face sank: "There was a war over there. Several people in the consulate belonged to Ling's family. Grandpa Ling was too old to be able to travel around, so Han Yu took care of the matter for him. . I should be back soon."

He said lightly, but from his expression, it can be seen that Ling Hanyu's situation is still very dangerous. After all, it was war, and weapons did not have eyes.

The four people fell silent until the radio sounded, and several people walked to the venues of their respective classes.

"You said...Han Yu won't have an accident, right?" An Chuxia turned her head, looking at Meng Xiaonan with some worry and asked.

"Is Ling Hanyu such a bad person?" Meng Xiaonan said, patted her shoulder and said: "Relax, first win the tug-of-war competition. Ji people have their own beauty, and Ling Hanyu's funny comparison is not Something will happen!"

Meng Xiaonan said vowedly, An Chuxia was a little relieved now.

In the tug-of-war competition, in addition to the third grade, the first grade and the second grade must participate. Each class is divided into boys' teams and girls' teams, and draws are used to select the class for the competition.

Two wins in three games after being eliminated in the first round, in the second round the opponent will continue to be selected by drawing lots.

Therefore, An Chuxia's class was drawn to compete with Class F.

In addition to having a super physique in Class F... how to say, she is equivalent to two Philias. But except for that special point, everyone else seemed to be driven to the shelves by a duck, looking thin and weak.

Seeing that girl's first glance, Meng Xiaonan couldn't help but say: "Damn!"

Philia changed into a smile: "Now, let me see who would dare to laugh at me for being fat!"

The female sports committee member played her role at this time, arranged positions for everyone, and gathered everyone together and said, "Although the other party has a heavyweight BOSS, we also have a small BOSS."

What this said, Philia immediately got upset: "Commissioner, I don't like to hear what you said."

Everyone laughed.

"Okay, be serious!" The sports committee scowled and continued: "Anyway, don't be afraid. Have you remembered the techniques I just mentioned? The direction of force must be the same, and the center of gravity must be tilted backward."

With a crisp whistle sounded, each class took its place.

The teams are arranged from high to low, and the venues are all located in front of the huge ancient clock above the white teaching building. Due to the limited space, the girls' group in the first year of high school will compare first.

As the second whistle sounded, the players of the two sides pulled back vigorously one by one. The cheerleaders of both sides made various shouts, and the cheerleaders of the two sides even started to fight.

An Chuxia was ranked fourth. In front of her was the cute boy. Both of them used the strength to suckle in a tug of war. The red cloth hanging in the middle of the rope was swaying to the sides, seeming to be able to look at the side. People could not help clenching their fists secretly.

The atmosphere is so tense, the competition between the two sides has entered a white-hot stage.

But no matter how you pull it, the red stripe is located on the middle horizontal line, and you can't tell the winner.

"One, two, three! One, two, three!" I don't know who took the lead in shouting slogans in An Chuxia's class. The slogans are getting louder and louder, and they have a strong ability to inspire people.

"Yeah--" the sports committee member yelled frantically, and everyone used all their energy.

Gradually, the opposing team members were pulled away from the original ground, and the red cloth strips gradually turned towards the side of An Chuxia's class.

"Qu——" A loud whistle pierced the sky. The first round of the game was won!

The crowd loosened the rope in relief, almost crying.

Ten minutes later, the second round of competition began.

Since the heavyweight boss of the opposing team accidentally fell and was unable to play in the first game, there was almost no suspense in winning the second sentence.

In the first round of the competition, An Chuxia's Class A defeated Class F!

In the second round, the opponent who was drawn again was the weaker Class D. In this way, Class A was close to the final round, but lost to Class C, which was almost all heavyweight BOSS.

When the teacher of the physical education group announced that Class A had won the second place, Meng Xiaonan couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect that we could get the second place. Thanks to me!"

In a word, everyone seemed to sneer at it and let out a "cut" sound.

"Now, start the tug-of-war competition for the boys' group in the second year of high school!" When the broadcast sounded such words, Meng Xiaomen's ears stood up and he pulled An Chuxia and ran to Xiao Mingluo.

Xiao Mingluo and his gang were wearing gloves, while Han Qilu was talking to the cheerleader in his class.

"Hey—Xiao Mingluo!" The cute little man ran to Xiao Mingluo and said in a bragging tone: "I took the second place. You can't be worse than me as a little girl no matter what?"

"Sister-in-law!" someone in the crowd said: "You are not a little girl, you can count as winning me several times in a row by breaking your wrist last time!"

In a word, the crowd onlookers laughed.

On the other side, An Chuxia approached Han Qilu and heard him talking to people who were not participating in the tug of war.

"The slogan must be fast and harmonious, just like the first grade A class just now, you shouted desperately for me, do you know?" Han Qilu spoke very deterrently, and everyone nodded.

Only then did An Chuxia understand why when she was about to lose her hold, someone suddenly shouted a slogan. Co-authored this is what Han Qilu called for someone to come over.

This guy……

An Chuxia took a deep breath and patted Han Qilu's shoulder on her tiptoe.

Han Qilu looked back subconsciously, but saw An Chuxia looking at him with a smile: "Comrade Qilu, are the things done?"

Han Qilu was taken aback, waved at the crowd, and pulled her aside: "Why are you here?"

"Watching your game." An Chuxia's eyes were smiling: "You just asked someone to come and chant slogans for us?"

Han Qilu shrugged and said, "It's nothing more than a gesture of help. You don't need to agree to each other. A kiss is enough."

An Chuxia was silent for a while, and did not move for a long time.

Seeing her silence, Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and said in compromise: "Okay, don't kiss you. When I'm helping the white-eyed wolf again."

In the next moment, An Chuxia was already on tiptoe and pressed a kiss on his face with lightning speed. If she had put on lipstick, Han Qilu's face would have a red lips.

Han Qilu was stunned for a moment, his whole body looked a little petrified.

Until I heard An Chuxia say: "Look, I am not a white-eyed wolf."

At this time, he came back to his senses, and said awkwardly: "You count as acquaintance."