The young man with a flat head said: "This...this..."
Fang Ming fell asleep in a daze, and when he was about to wake up, a lovely voice sounded in his ear: "Bad guy, don't sleep, get up quickly, we are going to swimsuit training class."
There was also a shouting and scolding voice: "Sister Bing, ignore him, this big pervert, let him sleep to death."
Fang Ming opened his confused eyes, and the first thing he saw was Bing Meng's cute smiling face, then Su Qing'er with a frosty face, and the smiling beauty Liu Yaqin.[
Needless to say, the sound just now was made by them again.
Fang Ming smiled and said, "Thank you, sister Xiaobing." Then he whispered to Su Qing'er, "Thank you for waking me up." Then he said to Liu Yaqin with a playful smile, "I have met the boss."
The cute Bing Meng pouted and replied: "Who is your little ice sister?"
Su Qing'er, on the other hand, snorted and turned her head to the side, ignoring Fang Ming.
Liu Yaqin just smiled and said: "Classmate Fang is so commendable."
However, Xiao Bing Meng has always been a child at heart. Although she hated Fang Ming calling her Xiao Bing's sister, she quickly took his hand and said: "Big bad guy, let's go quickly. Let's go to the stage for the swimsuit training class, or we'll be late."
It's over." Then he let go of him, pulling Liu Yaqin and Su Qing'er to the left and right, and said: "Sister, let's go quickly."
Fang Ming didn't appreciate the warmth and tenderness coming from his palms at all. There were only these five words left in his head: "Swimsuit training class?"
God, if he were asked to admire a large group of beauties wearing swimsuits and doing various poses on the stage, he would be very happy, but now he is a man wearing a swimsuit, accompanied by dozens of other people wearing swimsuits on the stage.
Beauty, suddenly, Fang Ming had the urge to run away.
To go or not to go?
As Fang Ming walked, he struggled fiercely in his heart.
If he goes there, although his eyes can appreciate it, the following series of problems are beyond his control, such as nosebleeds and reactions of certain parts of the body.
Isn’t the image completely ruined?
After weighing the pros and cons, Fang Ming decided that Thirty-Six Stratagems was the best strategy.
Just when Fang Ming turned around and wanted to run away, a tender and smooth hand took his hand, and Xiao Bingmeng's voice sounded in his ears: "Brother bad guy, why are you walking so slowly? Walk faster.
, we are going to be late." She pulled him and ran forward.