Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 151 I am a bodyguard and girlfriend who loves to learn (22)
Several people on the field noticed the abnormality here, glanced at Shen Yihuan, and followed his line of sight.

Then they froze in unison.

Song Yu looked at this and that, and when he found that even the people who were going to turn over the scoreboard were stunned on the sidelines, he raised his eyebrows, and finally couldn't suppress his curiosity, and looked back.

I saw a person wearing the setting sun, walking down from the top of the auditorium.

She was wearing a dark blue windbreaker, the hem of which was lifted by the wind, revealing her slender legs retracted and stretched, and her muscles stretched out in a beautiful arc.

Under the windbreaker is a set of white, fluffy and cute clothes. The bottom is just below the thighs, and there is a hood on the top. There are a pair of rabbit ears on the hood, which are following her movements. One volt, very...nondescript.

But the one who wears it is full of aura, from the strands of her hair to the tips of her toes, there is no unevenness or beauty.

The half-ugly and half-beautiful visual impact unexpectedly catches people's attention even more.

——As if finally aware of the direct gaze of the crowd, the visitor paused, stopped on the tall steps, lowered his eyelashes, and scanned the court condescendingly.

An Haiyue's appearance tends to be Western-style, with deep and charming features. At this time, the overly thick dress made her sweat quickly. The fluffy clothes were soaked with sweat and clinging to her body, drawing a bright and attractive line , the whole person is beautiful and unscrupulous, with teeth and claws.

She looks fiery, but her expression and character are quiet and restrained.

Two completely different auras collided together, almost like an abstract oil painting with bold colors suddenly became fine, and the people swept by her expressionless all held their breath unconsciously, screaming like a nympho The thumping sound of the ball falling to the ground also stopped together, as if the stop button was suddenly pressed.

The whole place was silent.

Then, under the watchful eyes of countless pairs of eyes, Cheng Jing's oil painting jumped down the last few steps, passed through the petrified crowd with a pair of slender legs, and ran to Song Yu with a rattling sound, holding it up A good-looking thermos glass.

She bit her lips a little guilty, looked dodgy, lowered her head and whispered, "Drink water."

... As a wolf with a big tail who has been coveting the little fox for a long time, the visual impact Song Yu received at that moment just now was by no means smaller than others.

However, due to the built-in "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" filter, he automatically filters out all the strange things that don't match. If it is said that what others are hit by a missile, it is undoubtedly an atomic bomb when it comes to him. It fell and landed on one-third of his acre of land.

Song Yu's mind was full of pink mist, and he didn't recover for a long time.

Almost sleepwalking, he took the cup from Bai Ling, unscrewed it and brought it to his mouth. Just as he was about to drink it, he was suddenly suffocated by the unique sweet and spicy smell of ginger syrup.

The sour and refreshing olfactory stimulation made him finally regain a little IQ that was joyously separated from his body.

Song Yu looked at the ginger syrup in the cup, then at the flattering Bai Ling: "..."

...Is this something for boys to drink?
Shouldn't this be a special drink for girls during their menstrual period?
I remember learning related knowledge in biology class in the second year of junior high school. At that time, the heroic female teacher had a lot of opinions on her husband’s inconsiderateness, and her anger was transferred to them. Song Yu was deeply impressed by this.

(End of this chapter)