Chu Jiaojiao swiftly approached with a lunge, smiling as she said, "Classmate Ji You, we all came here to be your bodyguards."
"Bodyguards?" Ji You's tone couldn't help but rise, "Are you sure you're here to be bodyguards for me? Not the other way around?" She glanced down at her own black tank top, utility pants, and sneakers.
Clearly, she looked more like a bodyguard, right?
To those unaware, they might even think they were headed to a fashion week runway.
Chu Jiaojiao grinned and patted her chest, "Classmate Ji You, you're quite the joker. Of course, we're here to be your bodyguards! Don't worry, as long as Chu Jiaojiao is here, no one will dare to bully you!"
Ji You: "..."
Ji You glanced at her white suit and said, "With those clothes on, can you fight? Aren't you afraid of getting dirty?"
