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After being reprimanded by Iwaizumi, Oikawa Toru visibly stopped.

As soon as Iwaizumi finished scolding Chuanche, when he turned to look at Zuo Zhizi, the expression on his face softened significantly.He pushed the newly poured glass of water in front of Zuo Zhizi, and sighed: "This guy is always indifferent..."

Zuo Zhizi took a deep breath while holding the water glass, and nodded in agreement: "Yeah, it's almost as if I never grew up."

"Although volleyball skills have improved a lot, it is completely regressing in terms of character."

"It's true that character and skill are running in opposite directions."

"It's scum."

"It's rubbish."

Oi Chuanche held his spoon, pitifully, and said in a weak voice: "Xiaoyan, Ah Zuo, I am still here..."

Zuo Zhizi turned her head and showed him a sweet smile: "I know, that's why I want to speak ill of you together. Please shut up now, or I will ask the shop owner to call the police later."

Oi Chuanche: "...Woo."

In terms of scolding and Chuanche, both Iwazumi and Zuo Zhizi are outstanding, with more than ten years of experience, they can scold him with non-repetitive words for 15 minutes while talking and laughing; but Iwaizumi is merciful .

Because Zuo Zhizi's unilateral output was too strong, Iwaizumi was afraid that if he said a few more words, their setter might be depressed, which would affect the practice match next month.

As expected of the vice-captain who is respected by everyone, he always thinks about everyone—the reliable Iwaizumi.

Being hit so badly by the two young boys, Ji Chuanche was still in a daze when he walked out of the hotel.Iwaizumi took a look at his dejected look, and was about to say something - Zuo Zhizi suddenly said: "It's so hot."

Immediately after, Iwaizumi changed his mind slightly, and took over the conversation: "Because I walked for a long time after I was full? The heating in that store is still turned on quite high."

Zuo Zhizi: "It's too hot, I want to eat ice cream. Do you want to eat?"

Oi Chuanche, who was still downcast just now, suddenly raised his head and looked at Zuo Zhizi cautiously.Zuo Zhizi raised her face and showed him a sweet smile: "I treat you."

The spring sun shines on the brightly smiling Zuo Zhizi, making her smiling face sparkle.With such a cute smile, even if she sent out an invitation that didn't fit the season——

Dazed by her bright smile, Oi Chuanche hesitated for a moment, and said, "You won't add mustard to my ice cream, will you?"

Zuo Zhizi: "No."

"...You won't add chili sauce, will you?"

"Will not!"

"... coriander and strange beans won't appear in it, will they?"

"Don't force your own evil thoughts on my good heart!"

Oi Chuanche stared at Zuo Zhizi's smiling face that was about to blacken, and asked the last question very seriously: "You don't want to sneeze on my ice cream, do you?"

The smile on Zuo Zhizi's face quickly faded, and he took a step forward to approach Ji Chuanche: "Have you ever done it?"

Oi Chuanche shook his head like a rattle, denying it flatly: "I would never do such a disrespectful thing to a girl! I only did it to Xiaoyan's ice cream!"

Iwaizumi: "...Go to hell, trash!"

Oi Chuanche, whose throat was suddenly locked, let out a scream.Zuo Zhizi ignored Oi Chuanche who was screaming, turned around and walked directly to the ice cream cart stand.

She didn't ask the other two what flavor they want to eat - they have known each other for so long, and everyone's taste has long been familiar with each other.Zuo Zhizi bought three flavors of double-scoop ice cream, paid and walked back.

Oi Chuanche had finished his one-sided beating time at this time, and was looking eagerly at the ice cream in Zuo Zhizi's hand.Zuo Zhizi approached and handed an ice cream to Iwaizumi, and Kawatoru quickly stretched out his hand, with a brisk and beautiful smile on his face again: "I want strawberries and milk..."

Zuo Zhizi poured the ice cream in his left hand onto his right hand, pressed four ice cream balls on a cone with brute force, and took a bite of the top ice cream ball with lightning speed .

The ice cream that melted in his mouth in an instant soaked the coldness into the roots of his teeth, so cold that Zuo Zhizi's eyes were filled with tears pitifully.Even so, Zuo Zhizi still squeezed out a distorted smug smile on her face, put the cone that lost the ice cream ball in Oi Chuanche's hand, and smiled: "Your ice cream, please."

Oi Chuanche: "..."

Iwaizumi looked at Zuo Zhizi with a complicated expression: "...Azuo, I remember that your teeth seem to be sensitive to cold things, right?"

Zuo Zhizi: "It reflects that I am really angry about the fact that the garbage eats my pineapple rice."

"..."

It is justifiable and irrefutable.

Holding up the bare cone in his hand, Oi Chuanche said in grief and anger, "Then at least leave me one! I only took one bite of the pineapple rice! I didn't finish it for you!"

Zuo Zhizi raised his face, and showed an innocent and sweet smile again: "Because I hold grudges very much, and I am very vengeful."

"..."

Ji Chuanche was so angry that he almost smashed the floor of the volleyball court in the afternoon.With hatred for the fact that the ice cream was taken away, he didn't even flirt with the girls, and hit each ball harder than the other, and the people next to him saw him as if they saw a ghost.

Zuo Zhizi doesn't just stay in the volleyball hall.In the afternoon, she will also go to other areas to watch other people's sports.But most of the time, Zuo Zhizi still goes around in several other volleyball halls - because if it is volleyball, she can understand a little bit, but if it is changed to other sports, Zuo Zhizi can't understand it at all.

She has a good motor nerve, but she doesn't like sports, and her physical fitness is also the foundation of being dragged out by Oi Chuanche for a morning run since she was a child.

Walking around in other arenas, Zuo Zhizi saw several familiar high school volleyball players.When she finally turned back to the volleyball hall where Ji Chuanche was, the sun had already slanted to the top of the mountain, and the sunlight falling from the skylight and the wall windows also turned into a soft and warm orange tone.

Oi Chuanche was lying on the rest chair, occupying three seats by himself, and half of his legs had no place to rest, and were placed on the steps next to the rest chair.Zuo Zhizi approached, stood behind the rest chair, looked down at Oi Chuanche——Oi Chuanche bent his arm and pressed it against his face, his forearm covered the upper half of his cheek, and only his slightly pursed lips could be seen , and beads of sweat hanging from the chin.

The loose collar of his sweatshirt showed his sweaty neck and equally damp collarbone.That solitary collarbone undulated greatly following his violent breathing.

Zuo Zhizi put her hands on the back of the chair and leaned slightly: "Just resting?"

Oi Chuanche: "...um."

With one free hand, Zuo Zhizi grabbed his sweaty wrist, trying to pull him up: "Don't lie down, get up and walk slowly for a while."

Oi Chuanche didn't move, and when he insisted on fighting, it was really difficult to do anything to him with Zuo Zhizi's strength.Zuo Zhizi looked left and right, but at this time, Yan Quanyi, who could teach Chuan Toru the most, went to nowhere.

She was a little irritable, bent even lower, pinched the tight muscles on Chuanche's forearm a little harder: "Don't mess around, lie down now and go back, your legs will hurt, and I will beat you later if you delay the training." ?”

Oi Chuanche's ears moved slightly.He obediently moved his arms away, revealing his entire face in front of Zuo Zhizi's eyes. His face was flushed with sweat, his skin was hot, and his handsome appearance unscrupulously volatilized hormones after strenuous exercise.

His dark brown pupils looked at Zuo Zhizi without blinking, his breathing was fast, his expression was inexplicable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.Zuo Zhizi was baffled by him, turned his head, and frowned suspiciously: "...you're not still angry about the ice cream, are you?"

The serious and serious expression just now quickly faded from Oi Chuanche's face, his beautiful face immediately revealed the familiar frivolous smile of Zuo Zhizi, and his voice was brisk: "That's right! For the sake of being cute, if you immediately buy three ice creams as a tribute to Oikawa-sama, Oikawa-sama will consider forgiving you!"

Zuo Zhizi smiled, and punched Oi Chuanche on the head: "Go to hell, trash, scum."

Oi Chuanche covered his head, fell back on the rest chair, and wailed: "It hurts! I can't continue practicing!"

Zuo Zhizi: "Where is Little One?"

Oi Chuanche covered his head, groaning: "I don't know, my head hurts so much, I can't think anymore! It's all due to Ah Zuo, he's too hard on me..."

Zuo Zhizi lay on the back of the rest chair, holding Ji Chuanche's face with both hands.

The girl's palm was soft, with the smell of wood chips and charcoal, as well as the smell of sketch paper, between her fingers, pressing the soft flesh on Oi Chuanche's cheek.His eyes widened a little, and Zuo Zhizi's figure was reflected in his pupils.

Behind her is the wall of the gymnasium, near the ceiling there is a whole row of bright and long huge windows, refracting the cold spring sunshine in, passing through Sagardenko's fluffy curly hair, and falling fragments onto Oi Chuanche's face , forming several irregular spots.

In the next second, her fingers with the mellow smell of wood chips pinched Ji Chuanche's cheeks, and pulled them to both sides vigorously.

Oi Chuanche: "It hurts, it hurts——"

Zuo Zhizi rolled her eyes and smiled, "I'll ask you again, where did Xiao Yi go?"

Oikawa gripped Zuo Zhizi's wrist—his palm was hot, and there was still a tingling heat in his hand after playing volleyball.But Zuo Zhizi's wrist was cold, Ji Chuanche put his fingers together, and easily grasped the wrist, feeling that his fingers still had surplus parts.

It is a soft wrist.

The wrist bones are covered with a layer of soft and plump flesh, exuding clean and lively vitality.

He was distracted for a moment and couldn't answer Zuo Zhizi's question right away.But Zuo Zhizi has quickly let go of Oi Chuanche's cheek, and pulled his wrist away from his palm, frowning, his cheeks puffed up with anger, and said angrily: "Oi Chuanche! I said that I just finished playing. Touch me!"

She was wearing short-sleeved clothes in the gymnasium, and the broken wrist flashed before Oi Chuanche's eyes: a few lines of fingerprints were left on her wrist, which was red, and the mixed volleyball hit the floor with dust, dirty Xixi formed the string of thick fingerprints.

Fingerprints so incompatible with the girl's plump and soft wrist.

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