Originally standing in the same place, Mobei, long leg side, first kicked over the nearest man!

Then, throw the bag forward and throw it in the face of another person with the wind.

The boy next to me wanted to lift the stick. I didn't expect that the schoolbag on the boy's hand would come back. But he was carrying the schoolbag belt with one hand. He felt a strong rush back and hit him for half a day.

Zhao Jianjian has been silly.

They were not killed by the regiment.

It's the other side It's a bit hard to get hit.

But for the first time, he saw people fighting so beautifully.

When he was still fighting, he pulled his suit collar and turned sideways, which was a handsome foot.

It doesn't matter if we don't give each other any room to fight back.

It doesn't mean to sweat at all.

After that, he leaned half over and patted the earth on his schoolbag.

Standing there with noble temperament and clear edges on one's side is like walking pictorial.

It's not like a bad student who just had a fight.

It's totally different from the thunderous one before.

The most important thing is that "Nange" turned his head to his side, and his voice rarely let go and asked softly, "are you ok?"

Zhao Jianjian just wanted to talk.

Listen to a little milk sound never know where it came from, and a little cough means: "little brother, I'm ok."

Hey? Hey? Hey?

Is it OK It's not "Nange" who told him?

Such a small milk sound in the playground, really eye-catching!

After all! Who specially comes to make an appointment with a child!

Anyway, Zhao Jianjian stopped and looked underground.

That's right.

It's underground. Xiaonaiyin is too small. He wears a small back belt pants, a small down jacket with black velvet, and a mask. He knows that one pair of shoes is enough for one month's living expenses!

Five years old? Little brother? It's too much to show off your wealth!

Those in No. 1 middle school still don't agree with me. They shout: "you can wait for me, Monan!"

It doesn't matter.

Xiaonaiyin reaches out and hugs his "Nange" long leg!

No place for him!

Mobei lowered his eyes, looked at the strange little boy in front of him, stretched out his hand, touched the other side's fluffy head, and his voice was still light: "don't be afraid."

"Well." Small milk sound big pair of eyes, eyelashes are too long.

Mobei raised his head a little and picked up the baseball bat on the ground. His suit was straight, and he looked at the group with absolute abstinence: "do you want to fight?"

the strong field made the air coagulate immediately.

The people in No. 1 middle school jumped high while retreating. The scene was very funny: "we will bear your day!"

It's not too much to describe a person in No. 1 middle school by running away.

Mainly, how can Monan suddenly fight like this!?

When the field is empty.

Mobei took his schoolbag and looked at the little boy with her long legs.

The little boy is also looking at her, with beautiful eyes, which always gives a subtle sense of familiarity.

Zhao Jianjian, as a bystander, couldn't help but ask: "Nange, this little Fuwa, do you know?"

His brother Nan should not have had a baby outside. No one told me!

It's not like that!

"I don't know." Mobei lowered her eyes again. She had noticed that there was such a little boy just now, so she would throw out her schoolbag. Otherwise, if the baseball bat came down, he would be hurt.

"Then, what about this?"

The school doesn't allow children

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