male god effect

74.

Fred couldn't connect the person in his memory with the clown who fell into the mud now.

"Senior, it's so disappointing. Whether it was then or now, it's so ugly."

Chai Jiu squatted under the tree and stared blankly, watching the boy go away a little bit, then lowered her eyes.

——Does not draw the sword because there is a "way" in the heart that cannot draw the sword?

His hair was still dripping with water, and a little muddy water flowed down his trouser legs and into his shoes.

Really, very embarrassing.

With a snap, a football bounced in front of the little mole.

"Weak chicken."

said the man.

The little mole, who was holding his knees in a daze, raised his head blankly.

It's David.

"Where did the yellow-haired kid come from? He has nothing to do all day to add drama to himself. Are people in Jupiter so free?"

He crossed his arms and looked towards the direction Fred was leaving, said contemptuously, turned his head and glanced at Chai Jiu on the ground, and let out another cold snort.

"Hmph, I'm really upset."

He seemed to be very troubled, scratching his curly hair, and paced around with a look of irritability.

"How could I lose to this worthless waste."

Later, when Mole came to his senses, he was already on the court.He himself didn't even know when he was, his body ran involuntarily.

"It's your turn, weak chicken."

David stood in front of the goal and said impatiently, but the expression on his face was serious and serious.

"Oh..." Chai Jiu calmly stared at the ball on his feet.

At first it was a penalty kick, fancy style, and later turned into a free kick, one person guarding the goal and one person shooting.

Very strong, that was the first thought that popped into Mole's mind.

David's reputation is indeed not blown out.

No matter which aspect you look at, it is excellent and impeccable.

Even if he withdraws from the main election, no one dares to underestimate or ridicule him. In everyone's eyes, even if this old man quits the team, he is only playing temper because he is in a bad mood, and it will never involve the slightest problem of ability.

He was so strong that no one would comment on him, and he was so self-willed that he was justified.

There are many people in this world who love to dig into the horns and compete with themselves, and David can be regarded as the ultimate among them.

Spend ten times more time than others, do ten times more exercises than others.

He obviously has a talent that is not inferior to others, but he works harder than ordinary mediocre people.

"Weak chicken, is this all you can do?"

David stared at Chai Jiu dissatisfied and said.

Because, it's really annoying.Obviously you have tried your best to deal with it, but the other party has never taken it seriously.

Before Chai Jiu could react, several consecutive balls were shot towards the goal from extremely tricky angles, brushing past his body.

Whether it's speed, strength, or accuracy, they all soared a few levels higher than before, making people caught off guard for a while.

Chai Jiu realizes that this duel between two people is not an easy task.

It's been a long time, no one has been able to rekindle his dying fighting spirit.

So, can the boring, kid-like football finally come to an end?

Just as Chai Jiu was thinking this way, the mud on the soles of his feet made him slip, and when he was ready to hit the ground on his face, he didn't want to fall headfirst onto David.Completely different from Ji Mi, David's chest was as hard as a wall, and Mole felt that even if he knocked on the ground, it would definitely not hurt more than hitting David.And David himself was uncomfortable, stiff all over.

Chai Jiu, who was hit on the nose again, began to bleed again, and along the way, wiped the dried mud all over the opponent's clothes.

"It's dirty."

A clean freak expressed disgust.It was as if the person who hurriedly rushed over to help the other party just now was not me

"hungry."

Chai Jiu stared at gold stars.

"Chairman Ji..."

Even though it was the second time he had witnessed the whole process of this guy fainting, David still couldn't believe it.

"Weak chicken! Weak chicken!"

He patted Chai Jiu's face.

"Stop pretending to be dead! Get up—weak chicken."

Classmate David, a clean freak, felt that if he touched this dirty mouse one more time, he would collapse, so he decisively threw the unconscious mouse to the ground.

How to love.

As a result, before he went out for ten seconds, the upright classmate David gritted his teeth, retreated angrily with an indescribable pain in his face, and kicked Chai Jiu on the ground.

"Weak chicken! Weak chicken—"

One minute later, David, who had completely resigned to his fate, picked up Chai Jiu with a livid face.The clean freak couldn't bear it before he took a step. Fang Ping took off his coat and wrapped it up. Then he reluctantly took the mouse away with drooping eyebrows, receiving countless strange eyes along the way.

——Look, Ma Ma, that brother looks like a murderer who is about to throw his body away!

David's heart is screwed.

"give it to me."

The boy had short brown hair, a white shirt with a black tie, and a metal badge of the Student Union pinned to his chest.

"Is this classmate Chai Jiu's teammate?"

As he spoke, he took Chai Jiu, who was wrapped into a ball, from David's hand, adjusted his posture in his arms, and changed his head-down carrying into a princess hug, and then smiled.

"I'm Ji Mi from Class A. Thank you for taking care of Chai Jiu. I was really tired just now. Can you please tell me now, where is your team's dormitory?"

There was an irresistible affinity in this person's smile.

75.

"what's wrong with you?"

Chai Jiu leaned on the bed in the dormitory, staring longingly at the oversized transparent glass plate Ji Mi was holding in his hand.Blueberries, strawberries, mulberries, mangoes, kiwis... colorful fruits are cut into small cubes and packed inside.Ji Mi was squeezing salad dressing into it, and patiently mixed them evenly.

"Aren't you... you should have returned to England?"

said the Mole in a low voice.

Ji Mi smiled lightly, raised her hand and pinched his nose.

"If you say that you came back because you miss Chai Jiu, will Chai Jiu believe it?"

The little mole snorted and squinted with an expression of 'you're lying to a ghost'.

"Hehe." Ji Mi shrugged his shoulders and laughed, picked up a small piece of strawberry with a small fork and explained, "On the family side, there are still many things to deal with in the second half of the year, so I took the initiative to stay and help uncle."

Is it because of... the change of the president?

Chai Jiu stared at him for a long time, but did not ask this sentence.

Since Zhai Bao and Lang Xin went to Hokkaido in May, there was no news for a long time, except for a postcard, there was no news.

And the content of the postcard signed by Zhai Bao is also quite satisfactory, the words and sentences are very strict, so serious that it completely changes the person, and the neat and orderly handwriting is also similar to that of Zhai Bao, who writes all by scratching. The difference is far, if the signature is changed, it may be another person at all.

"What are you thinking about? Classmate Chai Jiu." Ji Mi blew against his ear and stuffed the fruit into his mouth.

The things in the little mole's small brain were unconsciously disrupted, and it didn't know where it was.

Mr. Cat, with his tail cocked, was holding a large plate in one paw, and a fork in the other paw, teasing the little guy in front of him.Don't let the little mole touch the plate, you have to ask the other party to open their mouth and wait to be fed, and then slowly stuff it in.

The deadly Mr. Cat probably didn't intend to think about what would happen to him when the other party was full.

He purposely covered the little mole's lips with salad dressing while feeding him. Finally, holding back a smile, he put down the plate, took out his phone, and took a photo with a smile.

The little mole who didn't know what happened was a little dazed by the sudden flash of the phone, and the cunning Mr. Cat took advantage of this gap to stick out his tongue and quickly leaned over to lick the little mole's lips clean , and then smacked it with a smug expression.

"You..." The little mole has never seen such a shameless hooliganism, and seriously suspects that today's Mr. Cat is possessed by a hooligan like a little ruffian.

——No kissing, no licking?Mr. Cat blinked innocently.

"Wait." The little mole suddenly thought of a terrible problem. He had been wearing clean clothes since he woke up. Obviously, the clothes would not run on people by their long legs, that is to say...

Ji Mi smiled with his chin in his hand, with an expression of "that's right, that's what you think", and deliberately put his head close to the little mole's neck and kissed him, and touched his penis with one hand, as if asking for credit sighed.

"It's all cleaned up."

Mole's face instantly flushed red.

Animals!

What did this guy do to him when he was unconscious?

—Secret.Mr. Mao smiled happily, showing a pair of lying silkworms in his eyes.

"Also, Chai Jiu's appearance in the bathtub is so cute, I couldn't help but take a few more pictures. Oh——Xiao Chai Jiu is also very energetic."

delete!The little mole stretched out his hand to snatch the phone with a face full of shame and anger, but due to the disparity in size, even his arms and hands were shorter than the opponent's. He was not a match for Mr. Cat at all. Instead, he was tricked into Mr. Cat's arms again and again. He was also touched to set up a tent.

The two teenagers dragged the other to hide, and finally rolled into a messy ball on the bed. Mr. Cat smiled and hugged the little mole, kissing his burn-scarred cheek, as if the skin was no different from other places.

"Oh, classmate Xiao Chaijiu is crying~" Mr. Cat bit the little mole's ear, stretched his hand into the gray pajama pants until the top became wet, "It's so pitiful——"

"Because it's hungry," the Mole shot back, panting.

"Wipe your tears when you're hungry and make a fuss, what a bad boy~"

The author has something to say: Hey hey hey, the male god whom Ni Meng is looking forward to is online~~~