The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

63. In the end, the old Sao forced the old Yin to overwhelm the old Yin.

The game restarted.

Serving in squad 1, Lu Rong spread his hands and shielded himself in front of Ji Wenfeng. Ji Wenfeng wrestled with him secretly, and the two swayed one after another.

Ji Wenfeng repeated his old tricks, and tweeted softly in his ear: "Didn't you tell you not to approach me casually? What are you touching with your hands?"

Hearing this, Lu Rong closed his eyes and turned his heart, bravely breaking through his limits, and put his hands on Ji Wenfeng's legs.

Lu Rong turned his face slightly, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You, say, what?"

Ji Wenfeng stopped all his movements abruptly, stunned in a daze.

Ren Jian Ji Wenfeng suddenly dropped the line and had to pass the ball to Zhao Yihuan. Zhao Yihuan refused. The ball bounced on his arm and bounced into Xiao Yi's hand. Xiao Yi got the ball inexplicably, overjoyed, rushed into the opponent's infield and scored a goal, then walked past Fang Chang's side like a proud cock, flaunting: "I am your scorer."

Lingren took a look at the little dwarf and scolded Zhao Yihuan angrily: "What are you doing!"

Zhao Yihuan snorted, "Why did you pass it to Ji Wenfeng before? Now I think of me."

Lingren had nothing to say with the man made by Lemon, and turned to ask Ji Wenfeng: "What happened to you just now? I want to tell you that you are hiding behind the surname Lu and motionless."

Ji Wenfeng's eyes were chasing Lu Rong, with an expression of excitement to the point of being broken by the game: "Lingren, I'm no longer a human being!"

At the moment just now, Lu Rong's improper contact like a splash of water made Ji Wenfeng re-establish his life goal.

The death penalty is the death penalty. He Ji Wenfeng wants to spend his short but splendid life!

Lu Rong, go to **** with me!

Lingren: "...?"

Fang Chang witnessed all this and put on Lu Rong's shoulders: "Lu Rong, you really guarded against Ji Wenfeng just now, I can't believe it! How did you do it?"

"Read more." Lu Rong gently and calmly wiped his palms on his square long sleeves, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

Next, Ji Wenfeng never found a rhythm again.

When he tried to knock Lu Rong away with the ball, Lu Rong hummed dumbly: "Yeah~"

Ji Wenfeng was suddenly excited. jpg, Xiao Yi cut the ball inadvertently.

This time it was Lingren's turn to hold his head: "He just stood there! His defense is full of loopholes! Why!"

Ji Wenfeng: So men really groan like women... He thought it was all written by Xiao Zhuqing! Oh my god, double happiness!

When he tried to make a three-step layup, Lu Rong unbuttoned his shirt one by one, winking like silk: "It's so hot~"

Ji Wenfeng held the ball and froze in place: Ah, I'm dead!

Xiao Yi shot his ball head-on and rushed towards the other half.

Lu Rong bit his lower lip lightly, Shi Shiran followed.

Seeing that Class 8 scored another point, Lingren had nothing to say to Ji Wenfeng: "You take off the clothes on the other side and you find out immediately, but you can't find out if the other side steals the ball?"

Ji Wenfeng: ...Why is Lu Rong wearing an old man's vest underneath his shirt? It seems that it is necessary to tidy up his wardrobe when he goes home tonight.

Ling Ren followed his gaze and traced Lu Rong's back: "So it's him?!"

Ji Wenfeng was called back to his mind: "What?"

Lingren stretched out his right **** and keenly pushed his gold glasses: "The surnamed Lu from Class 8 is the one who almost caused us to fight, right?"

Ji Wenfeng laughed dryly: "What are you talking nonsense, I only know his name today..."

Lingren grabbed the collar of his shirt and slammed his shirt open. The buttons burst and rolled all over the floor!

Ji Wenfeng couldn't bear to look straight: "Are you an exhibitionist?"

Lingren was bare-chested and breast-exposed and folded his arms, with a look of "there is only one truth": "You don't like to see a man naked, even your confidant can't tolerate it, but he is wearing an old man's vest. You can take a look. Not enough, can't explain the problem?"

Ji Wenfeng also wanted to refute a few words, making Ren stare at him like electricity: "Unless you have a special sexual addiction to the old man's vest, otherwise your sweetheart is the surname Lu!"

The famous detective Lingren said.

Ji Wenfeng was helplessly defeated. In order to conceal Lu Rong, he said that he liked the old man's vest, which he couldn't afford.

Ji Wenfeng: "I do have a special relationship with him."

Mainly the relationship between the gold master and the little slave.

Lingren sighed: "Squad leader, he is taking advantage of this. You have been tricked by him."

Ji Wenfeng said displeased: "This is just a little play between us."

Lingren shook his head sadly: "A man who can be stunned for a few seconds when he sees the other person taking off the old man's vest is not worthy of any play."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

"But a man who beats him on the basketball court can." Lingren threw the basketball to him and whispered the devil at him, "...any play can be..."

On the other side of the court, Fang Chang swept Lu Rong, seated him and fanned him: "Give him water!"

Lu Rong lifted Erlang's legs and took the mineral water in Fang Chang's hand, taking a sip indifferently.

On the sidelines, Class 8 scored 2 more points, and the scores of the two sides kept getting closer.

Ji Wenfeng looked at the basketball in his hand and at Lu Rong not far away, his eyes gradually cleared...

At the end of the intermission, Class 8 serves.

This time, the wind and temperature of Ji changed strictly in front of Lu Rong.

Lu Rong quietly pressed his hand on his back: "Are you tired? Do you want me to squeeze it for you, boss~?"

From now on, he is the scumbag of "I'm a secretary during the day and be an mb in a nightclub at night"! Seduce the boss so much that he can't stop, and then play him in the applause!

However, Ji Wenfeng, who had already read the script, smiled secretly and reported loudly: "No. 11 of Class 8 touched me with his hand."

Referee: "No. 11 foul! Free throw!"

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng gave Lu Rong a scornful look: "Do you think I will follow the script? Naive."

He took Fang Long's pass and walked to the free throw line.

Fang Chang and Lu Rong stood under the rebounds, whispering, "What are you doing touching him?!"

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng shot a parabola in a beautiful posture and steadily shot into the basket, Gu Pan Zixiong.

Lingren stared at Ji Wenfeng's unrestrained back, and took a peek at Lu Rong, who was pale: This is really a suffocating wave of straight men's operations.

The squad leader really paid too much for this class... I really don’t know how he will chase his wife in the crematorium...

Ji Wenfeng returned to his state, and all of Lu Rong's mental attacks were of no use to him.

Not only is it useless, Ji Wenfeng will report it.

Lu Rong took three yellow cards in one go.

Fang Chang was anxious like an ant on a hot pot: "What should I do now?"

Lu Rong sat on the sidelines, sweat slipping from his face: "There is one last way..."

Ji Wenfeng took the pass from Ling Ren and arrogantly defied Lu Rong who was blocking the way: "It's useless, just give up."

Lu Rong: "I want to layup, unless I step on my body."

Ji Wenfeng: "Hehe, do you think I will be tempted by this level of play?"

Lu Rong: "...Stepping on my corpse is not a play, but a rhetoric."

Ji Wenfeng's eyes darkened.

Lu Rong saw through his crazy mind and shouted in a low voice, "Ji Wenfeng, don't think of stepping on my corpse this strange play!"

Ji Wenfeng returned to his senses: "It's just what I want, let's fight dignifiedly."

The two eyes met, sparks with lightning: finally, it's time for the final battle!

Ji Wenfeng protects his body with one hand, dribbles the ball with the other, and rushes towards Lu Rong!

Lu Rong is as steady as a rock, staying in place!

"He won't even retreat?" Seeing Lu Rong's facial paralyzed face gradually enlarged, a dangerous signal flashed in Ji Wenfeng's mind.

Suddenly, Lu Rong's eyes lighted up and he fell backwards suddenly.

Ji Wenfeng yelled in his heart: No!

The two fell to the ground together!

Ji Wenfeng quickly got up from the ground, holding his hands beside Lu Rong, "Are you okay?"

Lu Rong rolled on the ground holding his knees: "It hurts..."

Fang Chang came up and pushed Ji Wenfeng away: "Lu Rong! Lu Rong! Are you okay?!" He glared at Ji Wenfeng with enmity, "Even if he stares at you all at the scene, you can't play such a murderous hand!" "

The referee rushed over and saw Lu Rong's miserable appearance. He rushed to Ji Wenfeng and took out a red card: "Squad 1, No. 5 drove the ball into someone, and the red card was sent off!"

Xiao Yi slid on one knee and slid over to hold Lu Rong's hand: "I blamed you just now, Lu Rong, it turns out that you are our most loyal team member. You have done a beautiful job in this wave! You are simply against Feng Bao. With!"

Lu Rong pretended that he didn't understand what he was talking about. Zi'er wow, barking like a dystocia.

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

The basketball in Lingren's hands dropped: "Does the road to our national championship in Class 1 end here?"

Even Zhao Yihuan looked at Ji Wenfeng sadly at the end of the game.

Ji Wenfeng clenched his fists: "It's not over yet."

Although I don't know when their class team embarked on the road of national championship, but he will definitely not fall here! Lu Rong's shameless little tricks can't stop him!

Ji Wenfeng's eyes sank, and he smiled at Lu Rongpi on the ground and said, "Student Lu, I'm sorry, come, I'll take you to the infirmary."

Lu Rong stopped crying abruptly.

He looked at the claws stretched by Ji Wenfeng above his head, and remembered the fear of being ruled by Ji Wenfeng on the bed in the school health room...

On one side was a malicious Ji Wenfeng, and one of his companions looked full of sustenance. Lu Rong gritted his teeth and let Ji Wenfeng help him up.

Ji Wenfeng said to the rest of the people: "You guys fight hard, I'll send Student Lu to the infirmary."

Lingren: "Squad leader..."

Ji Wenfeng said meaningfully: "Needless to say, men should be responsible for what they do."

He picked up his backpack and threw it on his shoulder, carefully helping Lu Rong to walk outside.

Fang Chang and Lingren stared at the backs of the two supporting each other, then smiled and glanced at them: "Actually, the score is not that important~"

Lingren nodded: "Well, friendship is first, and competition is second."

Fang Chang raised a youthful smile: "Let me continue the unfulfilled ideal of Student Lu!"

Lingren closed her eyes, her face was flooded with the afternoon sun: "I won't give up easily, Fang Chang."

Not far away, Ji Wenfeng tightly circled Lu Rong's waist and smiled.

Lu Rong looked wary: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you for doing everything, but you lost everything by accident." Ji Wenfeng lazily whispered in his ear, "Rongrong, how can you be sure,'step on your corpse' just Isn't it a kind of play?"

As he said, he secretly patted his ass.

The heat in Ji Wenfeng's hands made Lu Rong's ptsd attack again!

Everyone saw that Classmate Lu suddenly grabbed Ji's squad leader's sports backpack, slapped Ji's face hard, yelled "Go to hell, be perverted", pushed away with the bag, and walked away furiously.

Ji Wenfeng came back with a slap on his face and raised his chest, pointing at Lu Rong, who was walking outside and said: "He was not injured at all, and I didn't push him. He was a fake throw-can we continue?"

Ling Ren couldn't bear to look straight: how much the monitor has paid for this class... His wife-chasing crematorium will probably be as big as 20 basketball courts...

An all-staffed villain Li Nan happened to pass by, and Ren Xianqi's "End of the World" was placed in the Bluetooth speaker. He wrote the best footnote to this matter: "I won the world and lost him..."