The most miserable host of Kuai Chuan is none other than me

Lu Weiyang didn't want to talk to him, and when he passed by him, he slammed his hand hard and slid down the track.

Still angry.

The sled pushed away the snowflakes on the ground and moved forward with friction, Lu Weiyang passed a sharp turn effortlessly.

With a high back, he can solve any obstacle with the most fancy movements, and firmly grasps people's eyes.

A few novice girls around were staggering with their skateboards and couldn't stand still. When they saw Lu Weiyang, they immediately stood up and cheered.

Throwing his gloves in excitement, Lu Weiyang was satisfied from the bottom of his heart and was triumphant.

He didn't notice the moment when he was distracted, the slope under his feet had changed, the board was lifted into the air, and he flew out directly.

When he was about to die, Lu Weiyang tried to cover his fair face as much as possible, even death would not disfigure him.

However, the heavy fall to the ground did not happen, a pair of strong hands grabbed him, and Lu Weiyang was dragged back on track in a daze.

The owner of the hand is not skilled, or he may be too heavy.The two of them fell and ate shit, and the snowflakes on the ground were rolled up by his board.

It turned into fine white particles and rolled into his eyes. He only felt his head was heavy, like a bomb about to explode.

The pain fermented and swelled in his brain.He gritted his teeth and raised his head, but was pushed back by those big hands.

"Your face is so hot." Jiang Ge hurriedly took off the sled from his body and hugged him up.

This behavior won the screams from the group of little girls outside the arena.

Lu Weiyang bit his lower lip, tears dripping down as hot as his body temperature: "For a long time, they've been looking at you."

"No, I can't catch up with you slowly." Jiang Ge didn't have time to move, dragging his sore ankle, and hugged him back.

Lu Weiyang shook his head, exposed his mouth slightly, and coughed loudly twice, spraying hot breath on Jiang Ge's side face.

With the bumps, his hands could barely catch the man's slender neck, "Am I going to fall to my death? I'm so sleepy."

"You have a fever, you won't die." Jiang Ge answered him in a muffled voice.

The tone changed.

Lu Weiyang reached out to take off his goggles, and looked at his face in confusion.Still as good-looking as ever, with anxiety and worry on his face...

If you look closely, you can still see the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

so bright.

Lu Weiyang coughed twice again, feeling stuck in his heart: "Why are you crying? Am I really going to die?"

"Shut up, open your mouth and shut your mouth to death. Lu Weiyang, you are an adult, can you stop being so childish in the future?"

Jiang Ge was very angry, Lu Weiyang was completely his primer, as long as it made him look bad, Lu Weiyang would dare to do anything.

Fierce, scolded.

He regretted it again, this time Lu Weiyang was not injured anyway.

What if, after hearing this, you get angry, play tantrums and do dangerous things?

There is not much time left for him...

"Don't keep talking, I was just talking casually just now." After Jiang Ge cried, his eyes looked like stars gathered.

The person in his arms fell silent, and it took a long time before he let out a kitten-like moan.

"There's not even a hospital here?" Jiang Ge took off his gloves, held his swollen ankle, and cried out in pain.

"I asked someone to get the medicine, I can't die."

"Your foot won't be disabled, right? It's amazing that Weicheng can walk here like this." Luoluo stretched out his finger and pointed, took out the Yunnan Baiyao in his bag and sprayed it on.

"38 degrees 2, low fever." Xiao Ya retracted the thermometer, the cloud was calm.

Remembering that he had a high fever of 39 degrees 6 back then, Jiang Ge also calmly said "low fever" and turned people away.

Luo Luo couldn't be free all day long, so she took out the lipstick in her makeup bag, picked a pretty good color and painted it on Lu Weiyang's lips.