Chapter 707

"Good men don't fight with women, i..." Shen Dapeng said half. Another snowball attacked the back of his head, but he was facing Wang Xueying. Who lost the snowball on the back of his head?

Turning around, she happened to see Qu Yina holding her hands like surrender, "no, sorry, I didn't mean to. I wanted to hit mark and accidentally hit you!"

"What a coincidence!" Shen Dapeng felt helpless and smiled bitterly. A girl said she was careless and apologized. He didn't care.

But mark, who was fighting with Jason, suddenly stopped, holding a snowball in his hand and looked at Qu ina with a bad smile, "beauty, I just heard you were going to hit me, huh?"

"No, no... ah..." Qu Yina's pale explanation didn't play any role. The only thing waiting for her was cold snowballs one after another.

"Er... Didn't the word gentleman come from abroad? How come foreign boys are not gentlemen at all, let alone pity and cherish jade. They can still get such a black hand with a beauty like Qu Yina. The main person who gets such a black hand is mark, the suitor of a great beauty! "

Shen Dapeng wondered if it was an advanced foreign method of picking up girls, similar to the method of "I like you, but ignore you" to attract the attention of male gods and goddesses?

Just thinking, I suddenly noticed that the back neck was cold. It was too late to touch it subconsciously. The cold feeling went all the way down the back to the warm back.

Turning back to see Wang Xueying, she found that the snowball in her hand had disappeared. Don't even think about it. The snowball in her back clothes must have been stuffed by Wang Xueying.

"You crazy girl..." Shen Dapeng wanted to teach a lesson at the first time, but the cold feeling in his clothes was too uncomfortable, so he had to take out the half melted snowball first.

When the snowball arrived in Shen Dapeng's hand, it was only the size of an egg. It is conceivable that he "enjoyed" the "joy" brought by the cold feeling.

"Crazy girl, if you don't teach you a lesson, I'm sorry for the word 'Snow' in your name!"

I can't bear it anymore. Shen Dapeng saved two snowballs in his left and right hands regardless of the cool wind on his back, and mercilessly threw them to Wang Xueying who spits out his tongue and makes faces

"Ah! Ah! "

"Don't run, you stop!"

"Monster, where to run, eat me!"

"Hey, ha..."

“GO！ GO！”

The mood of the crowd was ignited, and the scene was once lively and chaotic. Snowballs galloped through the crowd, some on their bodies and some on their cheeks. Everyone was crazy and happy. No matter who they were facing, they threw amorphous snowballs indiscriminately, venting the childlike fun that had been suppressed in their mind for a long time.

Bright moonlight, white snow, boys and girls, full of childlike fun!

Beautiful figures, sleek snowballs, laughter and screams, and messy battles!!

At this moment, if someone passes by from a distance, how dare you believe that such a group of simple, simple and happy young people will be top students of Shuimu University, and even foreign students and exchange students?

Youth is so young. No one can avoid how high IQ and EQ are. A group of partners pull you into the water. IC, IP and IQ cards have no password, and they are completely cracked and offline.

They should also be glad that all the students present were helpless scholars. If sun dafaozi and his brothers were present, they could end the battle with only a few leg trips and hugs.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, everyone was so tired that they stopped and lay on the soft snow.

The breath in my mouth drifted with the wind, there were stars in the night sky above my head, and there was a hanging bright moon. The elegant moonlight sprinkled on every grinning face, as if eavesdropping on the carefree knowing laughter.

Youth, this is the unique heart when you are young. You want to stay hard but you are destined to disappear!

After some crazy noise, everyone lost their strength, walked with tired steps, gasped and laughed, and walked towards the dimly lit warehouse not far away.

Shen Dapeng and mark dragged a big iron pot respectively, and the thumb thick rope stood on their shoulders, like a coolie TrackMan by the river, but in the big iron pot behind them, Wang Xueying and Qu Yina squatted in the pot.

"Drive, drive! Come on, come on! "

Wang Xueying pulled the other end of the rope and stretched it hard. It seemed that she was showing off her general drinking. "It's your blessing to serve this girl. Turn over your sign today and laugh in bed at night."

"I thank you!" Shen Dapeng sneered indifferently and continued to move forward.

Compared with Shen Dapeng's displeasure, mark was happy to show his white teeth and shouted, "that's good! COOL！”

"Good what good? Do you have a tendency to be abused? " Jason asked with a smile.

"Masochism? I don't think so! As long as you're by ina's side, you can do anything! " When Mark spoke, he smiled and winked at Qu Yina, but the European eyes of the American people were not suitable for this action. It looked more like reluctant rolling eyes.

"Ah, that's right. Men, with broad chests and thick shoulders, of course, want to find a girl who hopes to rely on men!"

Tang Wei clapped his palm and interrupted. Obviously, he agreed with Mark's point of view. While talking, he grabbed Zheng Dan around him. The latter also skillfully fell on Tang Wei's shoulder, looking like a completely weak little girl.

"You like to pretend to be a hero. Come and hold it for you?"

Shen Dapeng handed out the end of the rope tied to the iron pot, but Tang Wei shook his head disapprovingly, "what does it have to do with me? This is your love debt. I have the strength to carry my daughter-in-law!"

"Spit! Not ashamed! " Zheng Dan beat Tang Wei's chest lightly. He didn't want to be caught by Tang Wei. At that time, his face was slightly red and he couldn't get rid of it. Finally, he had to give up resistance and immerse himself in enjoying the man's generous chest.

"Cough! It's just a game. How can it become love debt? Mark doesn't owe me. I'd better come down! " With that, Qu ina was about to come out of the big iron pot, but as soon as she got up, she was frightened by the sudden acceleration of mark and squatted back again, accompanied by a cry of surprise.

"You can't come down. Dapeng's unhappiness is his business. I'm happy about us. Don't drag you crazy in the snow. I'd like to roll in the desert."

Mark cocked his head triumphantly and didn't give up. "Don't you have a Chinese song? How did you sing it? Oh, by the way... "

Mark cleared his throat, tried to cultivate the emotion in his chest, and sang loudly in a tone that was not standard, "sister, you sit at the head of the bed, brother walks on the shore, and the rope swings long..."