Chapter 200: I don't know Tarzan

In the eyes of the crowd, Zhang Peng's mouth can now swallow at least two eggs, and the eyes are almost falling out of his eyes.
Song Ye was also recognized by the crowd at this time.
"Well, isn't this a handsome guy who often plays basketball with Xu Shao?"
"Yeah, the last time there was a basketball game on campus, their black and white combination was pretty handsome."
"Anyway, Xu Shao has troubled him. I don't believe it. Xu Shao prepares water for him every time he plays a basketball game."
The girls who have watched the game on the basketball court have all recognized the teenagers in white clothes and white pants. Although they failed to associate her face with Song Ye's celebrities, they were very sure of her friendship with Xu Zihang.
It's a pity that Zhang Peng, a group of people, went out to tease the girls outside after class. They even visited the basketball court at all, and did not know Song Ye.
This time he hit the iron plate and hit a big oolong.
"Old, Boss?" The group of puppies who were still surrounded by Song Ye stammered, and looked at Song Ye in front of him like a ghost, finally knowing that when they reported Xu Zihang's name just now, Song Ye face What does that weird expression look like?
Dare to love, their group of fake friends accidentally packed up real friends.
Who can tell them if it is April Fool's Day today, otherwise how can they hear that Xu Zihang's boss is Song Ye, and it's a woman's terrible truth.
"I confiscate you, you're welcome." Song Ye relied on the sun umbrella and uttered lazily.
Zhang Peng's legs and stomach suddenly became a little soft, almost did not kneel, Song Tingting holding in his hand also fell to the beach with a shake, and the -shaped revealed the sexuality-the feeling of the small inside- -Pants, stunned the audience.
"Ah! I hate it!" Song Tingting screamed in astonishment, stretched out her hands to stretch her skirt, her face flushed with shame.
Wang Tiechuan glanced at her, his eyes full of disgust and disgust. If he had taken into account how much the Sisters of Song Family and Song Ye were sisters of a surname before, after the last campus meeting, Wang Tiechuan could not wait to see a Song family member and killed one.
Zhang Peng had no time to take care of his little girlfriend's leaving, rubbing his hands with sweaty face, and whispering a good word, "Chuan, I don't know Tarzan, it's all my fault. I apologize to Song Lao Dadao, and ask Song boss to not Damn it. "
Upgrading directly from the stinky woman to the boss of Song, Song Ye's status instantly gained a qualitative leap. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "What I just said asked me to play with you ..."
"Well, that's all my nonsense, nonsense." Zhang Peng was busy grabbing white. He wasn't afraid of Song Ye, but Wang Tiechuan was in front of him. He didn't dare to make trouble.
"The thing that made me kneel and scratch my head ..."
Every time Song Ye said that, Wang Tiechuan's complexion was darkened, and his murderous body was so hot that Zhang Peng was cold and sweaty.
"I, I don't dare, yes ... By the way, it is Song Tingting who is making rumors. She said it was Song's eldest sister, who had been bullied before, and wanted me to get her justice. If I had known Song's identity already, yes Don't dare to pick things up anyway. "Zhang Peng was scared and anxious to find a gangster. There happened to be one under his feet. At the moment, he couldn't care about any horse or face.
Song Tingting looked up and looked up at the tall boy in front of her. His eyes were full of injuries. "Zhang Peng, how can you do this to me? Are all the things you said to me like before, all fake? A Song Ye, a bitch, you treat me like this, what are you afraid of her, what is she afraid of, she once drank my foot wash and was eating mud on my feet, do you fear her? I don't think you are seeded! "
"To shut up!"
"To shut up!"
Qiqi roared at the same time, the first sentence was from Wang Tiechuan, and the second sentence was Zhang Peng.
After roaring, Zhang Peng threw out a backhand slap and slammed. Song Tingting rolled over on the beach, her brightly and silky hair was scattered on half of her face, and her beauty was gone.
"Small-goods, I told you to shut up!" Zhang Peng gritted his teeth, if not for the eyes, he really wanted to kick her feet.
This mindless woman didn't see the situation clearly, and still hit him here.
After the lesson was completed, Zhang Peng suddenly found that the scene was silent, Wang Tiechuan in front of him had blue veins on his neck, and the teenagers around Song Ye were also aggressive.
Even the timid Tang, who always smiled, couldn't help but hold Song Ye's cuff tightly, bit his lip and whispered, "Song Ye, what she said is true?"
"Yeah." Song Ye responded from his throat, but his attitude was a bit indifferent: "It seems to be the case." It has been too much in the past fifteen years, and those childhood memories are a bit fuzzy. . Song Tingting and Song Meimei liked to join forces to bully her, but she forgot most of the details. After all, these bullies look a little pediatric compared to a fifteen-year killer career.
In her opinion, things that have changed over time have made everyone under the palm of his hand heavier, and his heart is painful, and the pain finally rolls into anger.
Creaky, Wang Tiechuan was almost about to crush his fist. At last he exhaled heavily and said in a sullen tone: "Boss, I have to clean her up for you today, isn't it a gentleman's manner?" Song Ye criticized education and said that girls should be treated with gentlemanliness. He always kept it in mind, but today he wants to break the ring.
Song Ye raised his eyebrows and just wanted to speak, but suddenly a smile came from Tang Yi, "No, you don't need to do it."
The crisp voice dropped, and Tang Yi smiled and walked out. She always dared not to squeak in front of her. This time she walked up to Wang Tiechuan's chest, her face full of silence, "I'm coming."
Wang Tiechuan stunned and had not responded yet, but Tang Yi smiled and suddenly stretched out his feet, stepping on the back of Song Tingting's head, the latter was unguarded, and after screaming, the entire face was immediately buried in In the sand.
"Woohoo ..." Song Tingting, though tall, was a flower stand. At this time, she was pressed against the ground to sand, and her limbs could only jump on the sand, making a muffled sound, like a king of eight.
Having enough sand, Tang Yi bent down with a smile, reached out and pulled Song Tingting's hair, and dragged the man to the beach with his thin arms.
"Ahem, whoops, who is it, let me go!" Song Tingting's eyes could not be opened with the sand, and she was dragged to the beach by the time she touched the sea. She hadn't reacted yet, her head was already Pressed again, the salty sea water poured into the nasal cavity all of a sudden, mixed with sand to make her dead, and the whole person could not breathe for a moment.