Feng Huaijin turned a cold gaze on Ling Chenyu and said heavily, "If military training can't make you shut up, do you need me to tape your mouth?"
The junior students roared with laughter, and Ling Chenyu was so angry that she nearly jumped.
Su Li and Feng Huaijin were in cahoots; neither of them were good people! Bastard couple.
A group of students hesitated about whether to take Su Li to the counselor, but didn't dare approach directly.
Feng Huaijin snorted coldly, suddenly grasped Su Li's hand tightly, and pulled her towards the exit of the field.
Between the field and the outer path, there happened to be a hurdle. Su Li couldn't see clearly at all and her toe hit it, causing her to stumble forward.
Feng Huaijin's long arm hooked around, determinedly holding Su Li's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace. A faint smell mixed with a layer of sweat wafted from him.
