Zuo Qingqing, who easily knocked him to the ground, was actually chased around by a high school girl who looked helpless.
He thought that if it weren't for the fact that the floor was too high, she would have jumped out of the window to escape...
"Ahem!" Seeing that the two people showed no sign of stopping, he coughed heavily, and after attracting their attention, he said slowly, "Can I ask, are you playing the game of officers and soldiers catching robbers?"
The two women running around the room stopped and turned around.
Seeing that it was him, the high school girl rushed towards her like a wolf. Fortunately, he reached out to help her in time, otherwise she would have to fall on her back.[
The high school girl pointed her index finger angrily at Zuo Qingqing, who was still a little unable to react, "Ziqian! That old woman bullied me!"
Ziqian? Are they so familiar?
Tang Ziqian was speechless. He really didn't understand the thoughts of high school girls nowadays. He helped her sit down on the sofa first, and then said slowly: "Uh... Qingqing... why did she bully you?"
In his opinion, Zuo Qingqing is the one who is being bullied. Look at her, her tied hair is a mess, several buttons of her clothes have been torn off, and there are faint traces of bruises on her fair arms...
Is she okay?
With a knot between his eyebrows, he looked at the bruises on her arms worriedly, and wanted to check her out, but the high school girl grabbed her clothes tightly, and it was difficult to just slap her hand away. After all, she was still sick.
Suffer.
"She hit me!" the high school girl puffed her cheeks and accused sternly, pointing to the bandaged wound on her forehead, "Look, this is the evidence!"
"..." Sister, this wound was caused by you falling while playing ball, or was it stitched by him? Three black lines were drawn on his forehead. Tang Ziqian was speechless and glanced at the person standing there stupidly.
Waiting quietly for her answer.
Miss Zuo, you have been wronged like this, why don’t you appeal?
"Wow! Did you really open a dyeing shop just to give you some color?" After recovering from the shock, Zuo Qingqing's voice was no louder than that of a high school girl, "Your conscience was eaten by a dog, right? I was the one who inflicted that wound.
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Does this girl still have any sense of shame? She opened her eyes and told lies!