Chapter 453 You Are My Fingertip Starlight

Although he knew the answer, Li Cheng still had the urge to go back and take a test.

After all, in case, although football can be played, it can't bear to be smashed.

The boy who kicked the football to the outside of the fence ran over panting, and said sorry to Yan Ge from all the way.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did you hit it hard, or I'll send you to the infirmary, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."

The place where Li Che was standing just blocked the boy's view of the football. Hearing what the boy said, Li Che said softly, "It hit you hard."

It smashed a football into pieces, isn't it amazing?

The boy ignored Li Che's words and walked directly towards Yange: "I'm really sorry, classmate, can you still leave? I'll carry you to the doctor..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the crumbling football on the ground.

He was full of words, but when his eyes fell on the ball, he couldn't say anything.

Still Yange smiled at him.

The smile is gentle and shy.

The boy was confused by Yan Ge's smile, then turned his head and looked at Li Che with resentment. This guy must have smashed the football.

Although the ball doesn't have eyes, you can't vent your hatred with the ball.

This is too violent.

Li Che: ...

"Student, as long as you're fine." The boy picked up the ball, which probably wouldn't be considered a football even if he sewed it up. If the time comes, give me a call and I will be responsible to the end."

Li Che: ...This guy seems to be poaching his corner?

Or in front of him?

Without looking at his crooked appearance, he dared to poach the corner of his wall. Who gave him the confidence?

Li Che was about to step forward when he saw Yan Ge take out his phone, typed a few words on the phone, and handed it to the boy's eyes.

He glanced at it, and it said: You kicked the ball here just to create a little surprise, so you have a chance to talk to me?

His thoughts were broken, and the boy's face immediately flushed red. He nodded shyly. Although he was very embarrassed, he felt that this was a good opportunity for him to confess: "I, I see you passing by here every day. When I saw you for the first time, I was in my heart..."

He knew about this girl. Although she was dumb, she was the school belle, the object of envy of all the boys in the school.

From the moment he saw her, he regarded her as his goddess, thinking of her day by day and night by night.

He felt that he was suffering from lovesickness, and he was really unwilling to find a chance to get close to the goddess.

The boy stopped before he finished speaking.

Because the goddess in his mind had red cheeks, rippling eyes, and was smiling tenderly at him.

That smile was soft, shy, and so beautiful, it immediately reminded him of those tender beauties in ancient costumes on TV.

The goddess is much more beautiful than those beauties in ancient costumes, and he didn't expect the goddess to be so gentle and friendly.

Goddess, could it be possible that she has also been secretly in love with him?

Just when the boy was smirking stupidly.

Yan Singer's small frying pan appeared.

Seeing the small frying pan, Li Che subconsciously took a step back, knowing that it was not facing him.

Sure enough, the frying pan hit the boy's head with a bang.

The boy felt as if his head had been blown apart, he let out a scream from the headache and sat down on the ground.