Shen Jiayi was holding her head. She couldn't see what she looked like at this moment, but she could guess it from Shen Yanxiao's playful expression.
Shen Jiayi, who has always been self-possessed with her beauty, has been treated like this. The mocking eyes and pointing movements of the people around her were like thorns piercing her body.
Not caring about anything else, Shen Jiayi covered her face and ran away from the crowd crying.
Shen Yanxiao curled his lips, but Xiong Manzi was still as vulnerable as ever.
After patting the dust on his hands, Shen Yanxiao stuffed Zijue and the arrow basket back into Najie, put his hands behind his back and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute..." Tang Nazhi stood up with difficulty and shouted in a hoarse voice.
Shen Yanxiao turned his head and blinked.
It's really not easy. She was able to hold on without falling even after her single-target spell was applied. She really has a strong physique.
"Are you..." Tang Nazhi looked at the familiar figure, the suspicion in his heart growing.
Shen Yanxiao gave him a speechless look and walked away without saying anything, waving his sleeves.
It’s so hopelessly stupid!
Fortunately, this idiot stayed in the same dormitory with me for several months.
After Shen Yanxiao taught the nymphomaniac Shen Jiayi and the romantic young man Tang Nazhi a lesson, he left with a swagger under the horrified eyes of passers-by.
The result of this competition exceeded everyone's expectations. The young archer, who was originally underestimated by everyone, won a complete victory. The young swordsman didn't even have the slightest ability to fight back.
Seeing that there was no good show to watch, everyone dispersed, and the temporary arena returned to a bustling state.
A certain miserable child who had been cursed by a single body was left alone, half-kneeling on the street, speechless and asking the sky.
Tang Nazhi felt that he must have carried it home during this period, otherwise why would such great things happen to him?
The strange feeling of weight on his body did not lessen at all, and he could only continue to make the statue while wiping tears secretly.
I don't know how long it took, but three handsome figures appeared on the street.
Tang Nazhi, who was already a little drowsy, suddenly felt that the weight on his body disappeared. He jumped up with a loud noise, and looked up to see the three beasts standing in front of him.
"Eh? Why are you here?" Tang Nazhi looked at the three guys in front of him in surprise, Qi Xia, Yan Yu, and Yang Xi. Aren't these three guys just beasts that brought bad luck to him?
"I heard that you are going to perform body-holding skills on the streets of Snow City, so the three of us came to visit." Qi Xia yawned lazily and put one hand on Yang Xi, like a The cat, who had just been woken up, was very sleepy.
"Shen Jiayi has gone back?" The corner of Tang Nazhi's mouth twitched slightly. He knew that Shen Jiayi was the only one who made a fool of himself here. She had covered her face in tears and was nowhere to be seen. He was still wondering if something would go wrong with this woman along the way. It was obvious that he was worrying too much. Already.
Yang Xi said: "I've gone back, but I'm still crying in the room. What happened to you? Why did I see... um... a big turtle on Shen Jiayi's face?"
"Well, it's a big one." Qi Xia agreed in a serious tone, with a deep smile in his eyes.
Yan Yu said: "Can you explain to us why you are asked to take Shen Jiayi for a walk? Can you put in so many things?"
All three of them had this question. They were already very curious when they saw the crying Shen Jiayi with a colorful face rushing back. What made them even more curious was that Tang Nazhi didn't come back!