Shooting an Arrow in the Face (1)

In the archery area.

Cheng Yang had already recovered from the shock of being beaten by Fu Pei when he threw the shot put. He had changed into an archery suit and was holding his own bow and arrow.

He looked in a certain direction, feeling refreshed." Fu Pei, what a coincidence. You're signing up for archery too?""

Fu Pei leaned lazily against a parasol tree. He was only wearing a black sports t-shirt today. The loose design could not hide the young man's strong body.

He lowered his eyes slightly and caressed the thermos flask that Fu Ting had given him with his well-defined hands as if he was worshipping the most precious treasure in the world. When he heard this, he casually lifted his eyelids and snorted." Student with kidney deficiency, it's quite a coincidence.""