"Okay, Brother Feng is so wise!" Lu Qianche picked up the baton placed on the grass and walked to the starting line.

The other three people also walked to their own positions in order, waiting to take over.

Lu Qianche and Xu Jiayan cooperated fairly well.

When Xu Jiayan came to Lin Xiyue, because the two of them had a grudge, they wanted to reduce the time they had to contact each other, and the transmission speed was naturally very fast.

Finally, Lin Xiyue handed over the baton to Su Yifeng.

She thought that it would be too easy for him to take the baton for sports special admissions like Su Yifeng.

But unexpectedly, he didn't catch the other end of the baton, but grabbed her hand directly!

"You..." Feeling the warmth in his palm, Lin Xiyue was stunned.

"Sorry, I'm too nervous." Su Yifeng took a deep breath, as if he was really nervous.

"Hey, Brother Feng, aren't you?" Lu Qianche kicked the ground with dissatisfaction, "When we were in junior high school, didn't we run the men's relay race together? You were all fine at that time."

Xu Jiayan glanced at them, and her gloomy face showed that she was also very dissatisfied.

Su Yifeng said with the flow: "Otherwise, don't practice it first, just Lin Xiyue and I will practice it first. You will join us when we have practiced it."

No one wants to waste time, so Lu Qianche and Xu Jiayan naturally have no objection.

Then there were only Lin Xiyue and Su Yifeng. They looked at each other and Su Yifeng's thin lips moved: "Erxi, let's hurry up and start."

Lin Xiyue didn't think too much, but just made a suggestion: "Or I'll demonstrate it this time."

Su Yifeng smiled and said, "Okay."

The two changed directions, Lin Xiyue stood there, watching him running towards him from the plastic track not far away. He had taken off his school uniform jacket, wearing only a white short-sleeved shirt inside. The short-sleeved shirt was blown by the wind on the playground, outlining the outline of his muscles and full of youth hormones.

The short black hair swayed in the wind with the frequency of his running, and a pair of narrow eyes looked at her, as if shining.

It was not until he was about to run to her that she came to her senses, trotted forward a few steps, and reached out to wait for him to hand over the baton to herself.

Who knew, just the moment he stuffed the baton into her hand.

Suddenly the baton fell to the ground, and then his hand was held by him. That way of holding it was like holding hands between lovers...

This time, only the two of them were present, and even the air became ambiguous.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." Su Yifeng's low and magnetic voice overflowed from his throat, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Lin Xiyue only felt that her head exploded with a "boom".

Although they also played together when they were young, it was different from the current situation.

His palms were dry, warm, and had electric current.

Lin Xiyue was hit by the electric current and struggled to pull back her hand: "You...you have static electricity in your hand!"

In dry weather like autumn, static electricity is most likely to occur. Sometimes she will be electrocuted by Chu Qianqian and Ling Xingyu.

Yes, that's it, that's right.

But Su Yifeng grabbed it tightly. She struggled for a long time but didn't take it back. She couldn't help but glared at him with a red face: "What are you doing! Let me go quickly!"
Chapter completed!