Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan hid her hand that was burned by the cigarette and put it in her sweatshirt pocket. Her face was still slightly red and swollen, but people wouldn't be able to see anything unless they looked closely. She boldly ran towards Wen Yijin and the others.

"Qinghuan, who was that person opposite me just now? I really like that style, isn't it? He's so handsome, has a good figure, and is dressed so formally. Do you have their contact information?" Yan Xia has always been most sensitive to handsome guys.

Lin Qinghuan quickly put away his cigarette, "I'm not very familiar with it either. I just happened to meet a friend and he came up to ask for directions."

"Ah? I thought you knew him." Yan Xia felt a little regretful.

"That guy looks like my idol, but he retired three years ago and disappeared. I don't know what he's like now?" Wen Yijing also spoke up, quite regretful.

Lin Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat. "Jingjing, your idol is called Lin Shen, the world Sanda champion. Do you have a photo for me?"

Wen Yijing handed the phone to Lin Qinghuan, "Here, this is my phone screensaver."

Lin Qinghuan took it. In the picture, the man's shirt was half-undone, revealing his delicate and solid chest, broad shoulders and narrow waist. The picture was taken from a bird's-eye view, and the man's eyes seemed to be looking down on everything. She could not move.

Oh my god...Isn’t this Lin Shen?

He...is really the world Sanda champion!

"What's wrong?" Wen Yijing looked at Lin Qinghuan suspiciously, and said half-jokingly, "I admit that Shen Shen is really handsome and has a great figure, but Huanhuan, you can't be so immobile just by looking at him, right?"

"Jingjing?" Lin Qinghuan set his eyes on Wen Yijing's face. "That...that person just now seems to be your idol. His name is also Lin Shen."

"Damn! Qinghuan, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Wen Yijing turned around and ran back desperately.

Yan Xia and Jian Yan reacted immediately, "Damn, world champion, a big star!" and followed Wen Yijing and ran back.

Everyone started running, and Lin Qinghuan naturally followed suit, shouting, "Wait for me...Wait for me..."

When he returned to his original position, the car that was originally parked across the road had already driven away, and Lin Shen had long disappeared.

The three men were hunched over, their hands on their knees, panting and gasping for air.

"People...people...left." Yan Xia said.

Lin Qinghuan caught up after 30 seconds, "You...you guys are risking your lives, running so fast."

Then, Wen Yijing on the far left suddenly started crying, "Ah... wuwuwu..."

The other three girls who were still gasping for breath looked confused, all staring at Wen Yijing. It was so funny when Wen Yijing cried, with her mouth wide open. Although she was crying, you could feel that she was not sad.

"Ah? No... Jingjing, what are you doing..."

"Ah..." Wen Yijing cried even louder, her words unclear, "I thought I could see Shen Shen again... Wuuuuu... I'm so useless. He was so close to me and I didn't have anyone to come out... Ah wuuuuu."

"What a pity! What a pity!"

She actually beat her chest in frustration, which made her look even funnier.

“Ah… wuwuwu…”

Lin Qingtiao took out a tissue and wiped Wen Yijing's tears like she had done countless times before, and comforted her gently, "Jingjing, don't cry, don't cry. Maybe we can see each other again next time?"

"Can I really see him?" Wen Yijing's tears were controlled freely. She immediately stopped crying and looked at Lin Qinghuan.

Wen Yijing's eyes were filled with hope, she was a slow-moving person, although she would be infatuated with someone, but the idol that she truly liked, admired and seriously pursued was only Lin Shen!

"You can see it!" Lin Qinghuan nodded, although she didn't dare to guarantee anything, "You are so sincere, God will open his eyes."

"Tsk..." Jian Yan said with disdain. She thought Lin Qinghuan had some means to get Wen Yijing's idol to meet her, but in the end she found out that it was just a blessing from metaphysics.

Yan Xia continued to ask, "No, Jingjing Sanda is such a niche sport, how did you meet this handsome guy and how did you become his fan?"

Several girls walked side by side, two by two, arm in arm, back the way they had come.

"This is a long story, but to put it simply, it starts with appearance, respects strength, and is loyal to character..."

"Shen Shen has won 5 world championships, 8 domestic championships, 288 records and 261 victories. He once knocked out a national treasure of Muay Thai in 59 seconds, and knocked out ordinary players in 23 seconds..."

...

Wen Yijing knew all of Lin Shen's battle records like the back of her hand, knowing him better than she knew herself, and successfully dragged Yan Xia and Jian Yan into the Sanda pit.

"Oh my god! This is too amazing. I want to learn Sanda too." Yan Xia said infatuatedly. When she thought of that face just now, she was not only good-looking, but also very handsome. "Fuck, so handsome, it must be very cool to do that kind of thing."

The topic has gone off topic...

Jian Yan looked at the various artistic photos of Lin Shen shared by Wen Yijing in the dormitory group and nodded, "Look at this crotch, it should be quite... that."

Yan Xia was also taken by Jian Yan to become a "Doraemon". The two of them were very serious and stared at the human art seriously.

Lin Shen, who was in the dark at this time, felt creepy and felt a chill somewhere.

"Huanhuan, what do you think?" The two looked at Lin Qinghuan.

"Ah?" Lin Qinghuan paused and replied, "It's okay."

"Not bad?" Yan Xia continued to joke, "Have you seen a big one?"

In an instant, He Yanlang's evil face automatically appeared in Lin Qinghuan's mind, and her face turned red all the way to her ears.

I have actually seen it.

Wen Yijing was very petty and withdrew the dozen or so artistic photos she had posted to the group one by one. "I feel like you are blaspheming my idol! Your minds are full of pornographic garbage."

"Jingjing, you are too stingy. Why are you withdrawing?"

"Yeah, aren't men meant for us to admire?"

Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief; finally the focus was no longer on her.

"Mr. Lu Xun once said, 'When I see white thighs, I think of sex.' He was referring to you two sluts," Wen Yijing said.

"Yes, yes, yes... Xia Xia and I are both lecherous and have become indecent, but you and Huan Huan are feudal and stubborn, you change your sexuality when you talk about lechery, and you have received higher education."

"But, coming to that, what does it feel like to have sex with a man for the first time?" Yan Xia touched her chin, as if imagining.

Jian Yan bumped into Yan Xia and smiled obscenely, "Missing a man?"

Yan Xia replied politely, still in a sly way, "You don't want to?"

The two of them smiled at each other, "Hehehe..."

Lin Qinghuan, however, did not dare to say a word, for fear of bringing trouble upon herself. The two men in front of her were both thieves with evil intentions but not the courage to do so, always talking about men and men all the time.

But in fact, I never had a boyfriend in three years of college. I just had dirty jokes in my hands every day, and I was actually very innocent.

But the two people in front stopped and pulled Lin Qinghuan over, one on each side, holding Lin Qinghuan's left and right hands.

"Huanhuan, you also talked to Zhou Ran for quite a long time."

Lin Qinghuan suddenly felt something was wrong, "You two shut up."

"You must have held hands before, but did you kiss?" Then their eyes boldly fell on Lin Qinghuan's collarbone, "Did you touch here?"

“Ahhhhh…” Lin Qinghuan was going crazy. She quickly shook off their hands and walked towards Wen Yijing, “You two shut up.”