He raised his eyes and looked at Han Ningchu.
That tall and hot figure attracted countless people to watch.
Some even wanted to take out their mobile phones to record the incident.
After all, it is not common to see a woman with such a figure without mobile phone special effects.
The hollow cross-style bikini, with its tall, round and huge figure appearing on the beach, is a dimensionality reduction attack.
All the women felt ashamed after seeing this and covered their faces with their hands without even realizing it.
What's even more terrible is the abdomen with clear waistline and slender waist like a willow, which will make men and women drool when they see it.
Those long, white legs were like the most beautiful mutton-fat jade, crystal clear, emitting a soft and warm luster, without even a trace of fat.
"Hello, handsome. Can I lie down next to you?"
Han Ningchu asked with a charming smile.
"You are quite polite."
Half lying on the beach chair next to Zhu Mo, he pinched Zhu Mo's cheek with one hand and said playfully: "How is it? Do you like it?"
"No matter how bad it is, it should be better than that woman just now, right?"
"Don't pinch my face. I hate people pinching my face." She slapped Han Ningchu's hand away impatiently.
"Luckily, I had the foresight to wear a coat."
Zhu Mo took off his coat and threw it to Han Ningchu, saying indifferently, "Block them. Don't you see so many people are staring at you?"
Holding the coat that Zhu Mo threw to her, her beautiful eyes stared at Zhu Mo.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Shaking his head silently, Han Ningchu chuckled and said, "Junior brother, you are so manly! I was attracted by your handsomeness by accident."
"Bah! Can you speak more normally?" Zhu Mo controlled his facial expression, not wanting Han Ningchu to see him looking embarrassed.
He picked up the coat and put it to his nose and sniffed: "Hmm~ It's the smell of my junior." Then he put on the coat, lay down on the beach chair, and folded his legs together.
"Heh... I don't know who pretended not to know me when they saw me yesterday."
Zhu Mo pretended to be in deep thought: "Let me guess, is it because the wall-dong that day made the senior sister shy? She was shy for several months?"
“Ahem…”
Han Ningchu, who was standing by, felt a little embarrassed when he thought about this. He ignored it and reached out to snatch the sunglasses from Zhu Mo's eyes and put them on himself.
Then he murmured to himself: "Let's get some sunshine and go swimming later."
Xu Guoqiang and a group of men in the distance witnessed the scene of Han Ningchu pinching Zhu Mo's face and Zhu Mo taking off her coat, and they all fell silent.
Finally, a junior economics student shouted angrily, "Damn it, I can't stand it! The goddess in my class was snatched away by that freshman brat!"
"My dream lover whom I miss day and night..."
"You guys know that goddesses like Han Ningchu can only be admired from afar and not touched. Why are you all acting like you've lost your girlfriends?"
An understanding person said this, completely making the others dejected and shut up.
"I told you, these two are a match made in heaven. And most importantly, they are well matched."
Xu Guoqiang secretly approved of his own vision, as if he deserved the title of modern-day matchmaker.
Among the group of girls behind her, Yan Yi glared at Han Ningchu with her arms folded across her chest:
"Tsk! What's so great about that? It's just long legs, thin waist, good looks, rich, tall..."
The girl next to her couldn't stand it any longer, so she quickly blocked Yan Yi's mouth and growled, "Stop praising her!"
"Besides, I feel like I'm not even trash..."
Another girl who majored in oil painting said, "I think our Xintong should be able to compete with senior sister Han Ningchu."
Chen Xintong was doing leg stretching exercises, her long white legs were shaking, looking very sexy.
She stopped what she was doing when she heard the voice and looked up at the two people beside her in confusion: "No need to compare, she is excellent. And I am not interested in comparing with her."
Yan Yi rolled her eyes slyly and came to Chen Xintong and said teasingly: "Xintong, how can you say that you have some relationship with Zhu Mo..."
Before Yan Yi could finish, Chen Xintong interrupted immediately: "Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with him."
"Well...anyway, you see, everyone says that you two are a good match, which is a bit too much. No one cares about your feelings."
"Yan Yi, I've said this countless times. Zhu Mo and I have no feelings for each other, no relationship." He glanced at Yan Yi coldly.
But the coldness in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he smiled brightly: "Let's go play volleyball."
"Do you want to invite a senior to join us?"
One of the girls looked at Chen Xintong cautiously and asked, pointing at Han Ningchu who was lying on the beach chair.
"Okay." Chen Xintong answered without hesitation.
But in my heart, I prayed that Han Ningchu would agree to my request to play beach volleyball.
A girl trotted in front of Han Ningchu, bent over to cover her chest and asked softly, "Senior, do you want to play beach volleyball?"
Hearing the sound, Han Ningchu, who was lying on the beach chair, sat up and looked into the distance.
Seeing Chen Xintong ready for battle, practicing with a volleyball in her hand.
As if she felt Han Ningchu's gaze, Chen Xintong tucked the volleyball around her waist and gave Han Ningchu a bright smile.
Although the smile on her face was sweet, it was obvious that there was a hint of cunning in it, and it was obviously not well-intentioned.
Han Ningchu raised his lips slightly, revealing a faint smile, and nodded in agreement: "Okay. Who will join me in the team?"
"I'm a terrible player. If you don't mind, how about I team up with you?" the girl said with a wry smile.
In fact, she and Han Ning's first-grade team wanted to help Chen Xintong, and they pretended to be incompetent to trick her so that Chen Xintong could be in a three-on-one situation and win easily.
"Okay, you don't have to do anything, just stand there and watch."
"Okay, then I'll go over first, senior." The girl nodded and trotted back.
Han Ningchu looked at the girl who was leaving and sighed, "Are all the young girls nowadays so scheming?"
After standing up, Han Ningchu stared at Chen Xintong in the distance, making his fists creak, which made Zhu Mo on the side shudder.
"Are you going to fight or play volleyball?"
"Play volleyball~" Han Ningchu said, looking at Zhu Mo with a cold smile: "Can I beat your fiancée until she cries?"
Zhu Mo: "...How big is your grudge?"
"It's nothing, I just don't like her." Han Ningchu said with a smile.
"Well, do as you please. I'll lie here and watch you fight."
Zhu Mo lay down leisurely, as if watching a show.
This is a war between women, and as a man all you have to do is watch the show from the sidelines.
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