Rebirth of the Official Business Route

Sun Jingmeng parked an orange women's bicycle under the plane tree in front of the coffee shop. Only the front crossbar and no rear seat. Putting the books and bags in the car basket, Sun Jingmeng clenched her fist and waved at Zhang Yan: Rock-paper-scissors. Whoever loses will sit in front and carry it across the shoulders?

Zhang Ke imagined that he was 1.8 meters tall, huddled in Sun Jingmeng's arms, sitting on the front bar of the car, swaggering through Xuefu Lane and the Conservatory of Music. Fragrant is sufficiently fragrant. It may not be too shocking, he shook his head and said, I can run.

That's what you said... Sun Jingmeng smiled triumphantly, and looked at her watch, It's 2:26, ​​whoever can't arrive at our dormitory within five minutes must promise to make a piece for the other party. Things... The chapters of the novel are updated the fastest

It takes at least three miles from the coffee shop to the female dormitory building of the Conservatory of Music. If you run there in five minutes, you will be exhausted like a dead dog.

Don't dare to gamble? Sun Jingmeng had already sat on the car seat cushion. Looking at Zhang Ke contemptuously, one foot rests on the ground. The jeans stretch out the perfect buttocks and slender legs.

It's a grandson if you don't bet, Zhang Ke suddenly reached out and grabbed the back seat of the car, and unlocked the bike. Pull out the key and throw it on the roof of the cafe. I'll wait for you in front of the gate of your dormitory building in five minutes... Regardless of Sun Jingmeng yelling from behind, You man is too tasteless! He ran towards the gate of the college, ran thirty or forty meters, and then looked back with a smile: Sun Jingmeng also took the bag and books out of the car basket. Run after him... Fiction novel chapters are updated the fastest

It is still far from the girls' building of the Conservatory of Music. The speed of the 100-meter sprint will only make me fall down in front of the gate of the Conservatory of Music, seeing Sun Jingmeng's gnashing of teeth and claws in a state of exasperation. Zhang Ke pressed down. Just make sure not to let Sun Jingmeng catch up with her.

It is common to see students running wild in Xuefu Lane. Zhang Ke and Sun Jingmeng running under the sycamore tree did not cause much sensation, but someone recognized Sun Jingmeng as the glamorous proprietress in 1978. Couldn't help but blow two whistles teasingly. Sun Jingmeng's beautiful eyes looked forward, and she didn't mind at all. He also blew two whistles coquettishly in return.

Zhang Ke's scalp is tight. Why did he agree to play tennis with her? He also felt something was wrong. Although this running speed was not too fast for him, it was easy enough to whistle to passers-by. Looking back, I saw that Sun Jingmeng was wearing elastic shoes with orange patterns on her feet, and her steps were quite relaxed, so I knew that she played billiards well. Dancing well. But I don't know how she exercises. Zhang Ke felt a little guilty.

It will be at the entrance of the Conservatory of Music. Zhang He saw that although Sun Jingmeng was still following behind him, she blushed in anger. Physical strength is always inferior to his own, Zhang Ke is relieved.

Wait for me... Sun Jingmeng gasped.

Why wait for you? Zhang Ke said with a smile on his face.

She stretched out her hand and shook the watch in front of Sun Jingmeng's eyes, There are still three minutes. It's 800 meters from your dormitory, please add fuel. I can make it to... He said so, but his feet didn't stop.

Do you believe that I sat on the ground and yelled 'robbery'? Sun Jingmeng said out of breath.

Zhang Ke is gone. He knew that Sun Jingmeng could definitely do this. Sun Jingmeng really wanted to shout. I believe many people would be willing to jump out and show enough masculinity to beat themselves up. Sun Jingmeng giggled twice, and ran over to hug Zhang Ke's Arm: You run. If you run, I will shout... ah... you are such a shameless man... I almost died of running. Holding Zhang Ke's arm was panting desperately, his cheeks were red and hot, and his forehead was oozing. While sweating delicately, Zhang Ke felt that her plump chest was undulating violently against his arms, making half of her body numb.

From the entrance of the Conservatory of Music to the girl's building of the Conservatory of Music, Sun Jingmeng has been holding Zhang Ke's arm so tightly that she almost hangs on him, but in the eyes of others, she is extremely fragrant, making the famous flower of the Conservatory of Music like a lover Hugging, walking all the way and receiving several jealous looks, Zhang Ke found that Sun Jingmeng was hanging on his body and still didn't forget to look at his watch, feeling chills in his heart: This girl hasn't forgotten the bet!

Walking through the gate of the Conservatory of Music, Sun Jingmeng let go of Zhang Ke. I clapped my hands happily and said, Okay. Five minutes have passed. Remember. Gambling contracts cannot be used to do illegal things. Also, it is also illegal to force women to do things against their will in the mainland land……

Cold sweat broke out on Zhang Ke's forehead, and he asked, You mean that a man who fucks a woman counts as a fuck, and a woman who fucks a man doesn't count as a fuck?

Die, you must say it so disgustingly, who wants to kill you? Sun Jingmeng pursed her lips and smiled. Said. That's pretty much it. Anyway, we didn't run to our dorm within five minutes. We all have to do something for each other. You can't make me do something I'm not happy to do, you can't enjoy this... Won't you be sloppy and deny it?

Tell me what you want me to do first. I'll consider whether I want to be rambunctious... Zhang Ke said with a grin. You also know that I am a tasteless man.

Forget it, Sun Jingmeng patted her forehead speechlessly, Let's go play tennis. keep loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop loop

On the tennis court, there was no beautiful girl wearing a tennis skirt showing fair thighs that Zhang Ke expected, and the weather was not so hot that she had to wear short skirts and undershirts to exercise. It seems that he was expecting too much, Sun Jing just changed the coat into a red smock, and instead covered the low-cut fleece, revealing only her fair and delicate face. But the tennis courts at the conservatory are full. There are many people sitting on the sidelines waiting. Looking at this posture, it may not be possible to enter the field to play a game until dark.

How about we go ice skating...

It's not even three o'clock. Since she was abducted by Sun Jingmeng, let her arrange it. There is a real ice skating rink called Guanghan Palace in the city, which has been barely open until the end of 1998. Although the consumption is a bit higher, it is a good place. Besides, is it necessary to mind whether the consumption is high or not? But it didn't occur to Sun Jingmeng to take him through the back door of the Conservatory of Music. Turn to Malian Street behind the Conservatory of Music.

Compared with Xuefu Lane, Malian Street behind the Conservatory of Music is somewhat different. There is indeed an indoor skating rink called Vientiane on this street. It's just a floored roller skating rink.

To the north of Malian Street is Jianye Sports College. Most of the students from the Institute of Physical Education and the green hooligans from the Yangui Lake District like to hang out on this street, and Xuefu Lane has a lot of eating and drinking shops. There are also some relatively high-end leisure bars and coffee shops. However, Malian Street has discos, skating rinks and other low-end entertainment venues. Attract some students to play.

Zhang Ke also liked to come here to play when he was studying at Dongda University, but he was more law-abiding. It's not like the students in the sports institute just relying on their stature and arrogance to conflict with the youths in the society, but then again. The students in the sports institute seem to be more like green-skinned gangsters than social youths.

The indoor volleyball wings on the campus of Donghai University are open to the public as a skating rink when there is no class schedule. Speaking of which, it is not a bubble. The students of Donghai University are not only poor in mouth, but also poor in pockets. Zhang Ke knows that girls in the Conservatory of Music still like it. Go to the nearest ice rink on Malian Street to play.

Listening to the dull sound of music coming from the heavy curtain. Zhang Ke bought two tickets. Open the heavy curtain of cold leather on the door. Seeing the colorful lights flashing inside, there are quite a few people skating inside. These days, as long as the ground is not concrete, the skating rink is considered high-end, and with the loud music, it becomes a disco skating rink. I asked Sun Jingmeng about her shoe size. Thirty-five yards. Really believe it, Zhang Ke asked Sun Jingmeng to sit in the shoe changing area. He went to pay the deposit to pick up the skates, saying that the shoe changing area was just a few benches, and the lights here were brighter. A few young people chatting with their backs leaning on the handrails on the edge of the skating rink saw Sun Jingmeng approaching. His eyes lit up and he whistled twice. A young man in sportswear and a baseball cap slid over on roller skates: Can Xiu know how to skate? Do you want my brother to teach you?

I'm sorry. It's fine if I teach her. Zhang Qian took the deposit and took two pairs of skates and came over to stand in front of Sun Jingmeng and the young man. This young man and the young men standing behind him knew that he belonged to the Sports Academy. If you have nothing to do, you know that you are waiting for a girl on Malian Street, this one wearing a baseball cap. Zhang Ting had some impressions. Although no contact. But I know that this person is not a good bird. Since you are here to play with Sun Jingmeng, just ignore them. Seeing Zhang Ke approaching, the young man shrugged and prepared to retreat. But I didn't expect that Sun Jingmeng's delicate little face was exposed against Zhang Ke's waist: You might as well go back and teach your mother. You can teach me any way you want. You don't have to stay here to embarrass yourself. Your mother will regret wanting to stuff you after seeing it. go back.

Don't talk about this sports school student. Zhang Ke was also dumbfounded, Sun Jingmeng brought her out purely to cause trouble...

Your mother, say it again! The sports school student was about to slip back, listening to Sun Jingmeng's vicious words. He stopped there with a knock on his heel, staring and cursing. Pointing, as if Sun Jingmeng wanted to slap him right in front of him. Then something that made Zhang Ke even more dumbfounded happened. Sun Jingmeng grabbed Zhang Ke's arm and stood up, took two steps forward and grabbed the young man's outstretched finger. He kicked the young man's knee fiercely, and said in his mouth, Damn it. You think my old lady wouldn't dare!