Ya, you bastard! [GL]

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Ning Meng shook her head.

She obviously wanted to take it very much. She had been talking about this physical education class for a long time.Ning Meng didn't want to drag her down, but at the same time, she also felt that she could.

"It will be fine in a while."

When the class bell rang, the class lined up in order of height.

The physical education teacher came with the ringing of the bell. He was dressed in a black sportswear to make his figure straight, but the stopwatch in his hand made people lose their souls instantly.

Stopwatch, that means running.

Ning Meng's lips turned white again, as expected, the physical education teacher stood in front of the team, organized the whole line and said, "It's been a long time since I ran, let's test [-] today for fun?"

A howling.

Measuring [-] is no fun, it kills people.

"The requirements are not very high. There are one thousand boys and eight hundred girls, and they all ran in..." He glanced at the stopwatch and said solemnly, "Three minutes and fifty."

There were sighs.

He turned a deaf ear, "Come on, do warm-up exercises first."

For the next time, Ning Meng's mind was shrouded in a cloud of 800 meters.

She hasn't exercised for a long time, it must be very strenuous to run, and more importantly, her aunt is still in pain this time...

I want to ask for leave.

Ning Meng pursed her lips, and glanced around while doing warm-up exercises. In the past, at this time, girls would come forward to ask for leave due to their physical inconvenience.

But today, no one came forward to ask for leave.

With such a mentality, she waited until the boy ran a thousand miles, but Ning Meng still didn't take half a step.

They were recording the boys' 1000-meter results over there, and Ning Meng was pulled aside by Luo Yaqi.

"Mengmeng, don't run away, you look so bad." Luo Yaqi pinched her face.

Ning Meng rubbed her face, "It's okay, I've been like this lately..."

"What are you talking about?" Ning Meng was grabbed by the shoulders suddenly, and immediately smelled the fragrance of Xiao Qingyu's hair, as well as the smell of toffee that seemed to be wafting from the tip of her nose, and shook her head, "I'm not talking." What."

"Mengmeng has come to be my aunt, and I'm going to be mad at her even though I can't run and try to run."

"Then you can't run, go ask for leave."

"Mengmeng won't ask for leave, and she won't let me ask for leave for her!"

"How can this be done? If you can't run, don't run. This is not a very important achievement. Why are you so stubborn, Ning Meng?!"

"That's right, hurry up and persuade her, she won't listen to me!"

The two sang together, and Ning Meng didn't even have a chance to interrupt.

Ning Meng opened her mouth and was about to speak, but Xiao Qingyu was dragged away by Jiang Yun.

Eh……

Do you think she is too cowardly and meek?

Ning Meng swallowed hard, and nodded firmly under Luo Yaqi's concerned eyes, "It doesn't hurt now, I can run, don't worry."

****

Ning Meng finally ran eight hundred.

Supporting her two legs like sifting chaff, she was exhausted, she didn't even go back to the dormitory, and sat down straight to the evening self-study class.

The atmosphere is weird.

Xiao Qingyu didn't talk to her.

In the past, she always had various reasons to find her, and it was convenient for her to turn around, so she should take a look at Jiang Yun by the way.

But not tonight.

Ning Meng recalled the scene where Xiao Qingyu was dragged away by Jiang Yun in the afternoon.

They hated her.

It's not good to be suspicious, Ning Meng tried her best to get rid of this idea, but she still couldn't help thinking about it.

Bit sad.

The last evening self-study.

The day students had all gone home, and the classroom gradually became quiet, but Ning Meng could still hear small voices coming from the back seat.

Xiao Qingyu didn't come home?

Red, black, they don't know what they are discussing, they look very lively.

The English test paper was passed down from the front desk at the right time. Ning Meng was taken aback, and turned around when she saw the opportunity, "English paper."

It made her see exactly what they were doing.

Gobang.

Backgammon on composition grid paper, one person holds a red pen, the other holds a black pen, and black ink blobs are painted in the grid.

Ning Meng never imagined that these two people would be so childish...there is a little cuteness in the childishness.

At first she thought they were playing some kind of bomb defusing game.

"Little Lemon, do you want to play a game for me?" Xiao Qingyu called her who was about to turn around, and Ning Meng felt relieved at once. She hurriedly turned her head and nodded solemnly.

"Then you have to help me defeat Jiang Yun, she has defeated me several times!" Xiao Qingyu seemed to be acting like a baby to her.

Ning Meng nodded and took over the task solemnly.

Although she can't win, she will try her best.

She held the red pen handed over by Xiao Qingyu in her hand, and her opponent was Jiang Yun, her heart trembled slightly, but she still wrote.

A game of backgammon began, and the victory came earlier than she expected.

The winner, is she?

Ning Meng looked at the red dots at five o'clock and one line, and blinked.

"Jiang Yun, if you want to be ashamed, let Ning Meng look cute!"

"It's obviously strength. If you can't beat me yourself, do you think others can't beat me?"

"But few people can match your level..."

"There are still people there." Jiang Yun's eyes locked on Ning Meng.

The quarrel between the two stopped.

Ning Meng was still in a daze.They seem to be saying that she is smart and cute, right?

Just looked up, the right cheek was pinched.

"Oh, Ning Meng, why are you so cute!"

Xiao Qingyu made a gesture to pinch it, but she couldn't move her hand when she touched it, and exclaimed: "Damn it, how does the flesh on your face grow, how can it be so tender?!"

She was just pinching it casually, but the result really surprised her, she understood the true meaning of being as smooth as creamy fat.

She let go of her hand, and subconsciously leaned forward to squeeze it again, "Damn it!"

Need to pinch again, this hand was held by Jiang Yun, "Okay, there is no end to it."

Xiao Qingyu Nuonuo withdrew her hand, feeling a little pity.

The place touched was hot and itchy and a bit uncomfortable.

Just as Ning Meng wanted to touch it, her cold fingertips covered her, and then her clear voice came to her ears, "It's all red from you pinching."

This seemed to be a dissatisfied murmur, Ning Meng pursed her lips, and said calmly: "It's okay, Qiqi also likes to pinch my face."

"It's not a toy. If you don't like it in the future, just say no."

"That's right, little lemon, if you don't like me, you won't pinch it anymore." Xiao Qingyu echoed.

In the physical education class in the afternoon, Jiang Yun told her about Ning Meng, and an annual plan to save Ning Meng's character immediately appeared in her mind.

Ning Meng's character is not hopeless, and she doesn't need to be saved so thoroughly.

As long as she doesn't get bullied outside and can correctly confess her true demands, then their goal will be achieved.

The two hit it off.

Xiao Qingyu is the main executor of this plan, and Jiang Yun is the commander in chief.

Ning Meng held back for a while, then replied, "I don't dislike it."

Xiao Qingyu was stunned, just as she was thinking about getting the benefits, Jiang Yun's indifferent voice sounded, "Oh."

Seeing her fingertips pinching Ning Meng's face, Xiao Qingyu said, "Even if you don't dislike her, don't let others pinch your face."

Ning Meng blushed, but the cool touch of her fingers was still there, and Susu's numbness spread into her heart.

Ning Meng agreed in a gentle voice.

Xiao Qingyu loudly accused the commander in chief of using power for personal gain, shameless!

Backgammon is still playing.

Ning Meng asked Xiao Qingyu during the exam break, "Why didn't you go home tonight?"

"My brother will go back after this evening self-study, and I will be with him, just as a companion."

"Then you pay attention to safety."

"It's better to care about your game than to care about me."

Ning Meng hurriedly looked at the situation and let out a cry.

Jiang Yun added a black ink ball at the intersection, forming a trend of two paths.Three sons and three sons, Ning Meng could only temporarily restrain Jiang Yun with the help of the fourth son who was blocked on one side.

Concentrate on it with no room for distraction.

It is the white-hot stage.

A black shadow shrouded the composition grid paper.

"what are you playing?"

Ning Meng thought the shadow was too big, so she replied angrily, "Gobang."