However, he lost it.

As soon as Qu huazi got into the mangroves, he lost him.

He leaned against a tree and could not help sighing. In life, it's fair to lose and gain. He won the httm competition. Even if he lost the beauty, it's normal.

Qu huazi, such a proud girl, condescends to come to mangrove in person. Most likely, she will come for a date.

He doesn't know what he's doing with us?

Be a light bulb?

He self-care to hook the corner of the mouth, Qu huazi, is that day on the moon, even if he rely on their own efforts to fly on the branches, it is absolutely not enough on that round of the moon.

Now that she has made a choice, there is no need for him to disturb her too much.

Anyway, I never bothered.

He kicked the mud around his feet and turned to leave. Instead of having time to wander around, he'd better cultivate his feelings with his classmates. Everyone here has a bright future. Although his IQ may not be as good as him, the starting point of others is really high. Some people can't get up to the starting point of others all their lives.

However, he did not walk a few steps, like a cool wind suddenly, whistling into his ears, seems to be mixed with a weak female voice.

Subconsciously, he stopped and listened carefully. In the roaring sea breeze, it seemed that

"Help! Let go of Ah Come on Please... "

Beautiful and beautiful! It's the sound of song and flower!

His whole body's blood seemed to be coagulated. He suddenly turned around and ran to the sound source: "quhuazi? "How beautiful is it?"

"Well Here Well... "

He ran quickly, but the melody was probably restrained, and there was no sound any more.

He was standing alone in the mangrove forest. There was a roaring sound in such a big forest. He couldn't tell where people were. He could only turn around and shout again and again at the top of his voice: "quhuazi Qu huazi, where are you? "

He ran too fast, and the mangrove forest was full of potholes. When he stepped on it, he was cut on the back of his hand by a branch, and the blood suddenly seeped out. At that moment, he didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't even know there was a wound on the back of his hand.

All his attention is on the ground.

On the contrary, he heard the sound of friction and pedaling on the ground.

He leaned directly against the ground, instead of the interference of the sea breeze, and found the direction of Qu huazi - the direction of nine o'clock!

He picked up a dead tree beside him and rushed to it in a rage. Sure enough, ten meters away, a boy was pressing a girl and hiding behind a small slope. How could he not see it out of the dark area of vision.

Because the girl's mouth was covered, she could only snort low. Her hands were held on her head, and her body was also pressed by the boy's weight. She only had legs kicking around, kicking trees and the ground.

When he saw that the girl he liked was being bullied like this, he couldn't help but get angry. He rushed to the crown and became angry. He picked up the stick and pressed it down.

The man who wanted to do something wrong got a stick, gave out a wail, immediately rolled down from Qu huazi, and stumbled up to run.

Can he, want to run? Did you ask about his fist?

He pulled the man back in three or two steps and hit him to death one after another: "go to him! Damn it! What a coward! Bullying women with strength! Noisy! It's time for you to give up, so as not to harm women! "