Nonlinear Love

Su Lian lowered his eyes and rolled his fingertips, forget it, once in a while, let him go.

Both of them were a little tired, and the pair sat slumped in their chairs, silently waiting for the soup to boil.

The conversation between two girls suddenly came from the next table, and the two of them looked to the side frequently while talking.

"Are those two high school students doing gymnastics? I'm so handsome."

"It seems to be, I've watched their videos many times in the past two days. I don't know if I can go and ask for a group photo."

The conversation fell into his ears, and Su Lian irritably buttoned the sweater hat in his school uniform. The hat was big enough to cover most of his face.

The next door chatted for a while, and the flowered shirt at the same table stood up, strode to the table, and tapped Su Lian's shoulder with his finger.

"My girlfriend wants to take a photo with the two of you, stand over and take one."

"I'm sorry, I didn't shoot." Su Lian frowned and refused.

Hua Shirt snorted and raised his voice a little unwillingly: "What's the matter with taking a photo? A few arms will still lose a piece of meat, you can do it."

Chi Li raised his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and didn't seem to be offended: "My friend said no to shoot, can't you hear me?"

"Oh, forget it, forget it." The girl stretched out her hand to hold the person, and hurriedly smoothed the situation, "Forget it if they don't like it, sit back."

Being rejected in one bite, the flower shirt felt a little humiliated. Rolling up his sleeves, he slapped the table sharply: "You look down on us? I still have to ask you to pat us today. Little white face, get up for me."

Chi Wang clasped his fingers on the table, his fingertips turned white and angered: "We have no obligation to take a photo together. If you do this again, I will call the police."

"Report your mother's police, are you asking for a beating?" Hua Shirt winked back, and the other three younger brothers stood up in unison.

Su Lian calmly reached out and took a few skewers from the dinner plate, as if no one else asked, "What to cook first?"

"Beef, it cooks fast." Chi Li stepped back a chair, moved out of an open space, and put his long legs on the corner of the table.

"Big brother, they ignore you, isn't that good enough?" Yi Cun Tou was very angry, and with his backhand, he slid a beer bottle on the table next to him, and slammed it on the table with a clatter, and the glass splashed all over the place.

Su Lian calmly took the glass slag off the table: "I didn't want to do it."

Chi Wangyou continued: "But everyone is sticking to their faces, bad luck."

"Beef will be cooked in 30 seconds, and it will become old after a long time." Su Lian squeezed a handful of beef into the tumbling red soup base, and pulled his fingertips to reveal a wrist, "Quick fight?"

Chi Huang raised his eyes and looked at the four provocative people on the side: "One person and two?"

"Yeah." Su Lianli got up, grabbed the wrist with the backhand and clenched it tightly, pushed his knees forward, kicked his waist, and the man curled up on the ground.

The action was not sloppy, and he stepped on the back of the inch head with one foot and looked indifferent: "That's it?"

The voice was faint and quite provocative.

Chi Xuan whistle softly, suspecting that Su Lian, who was panting just after running two kilometers, was acting like a spoiled child.

As expected of the top eight high school tyrants with a history of one-fifty-five fame, the fighting moves are crisp and beautiful.

"Damn you, are you still in the mood to watch the show?" The two fat duns rushed towards him at the same time, keeping them from left and right.

Chi Wang took two steps back, kicked the left and right, and the two flew out before they had time to react. One person smashed to one side, the weight was too heavy, and the plastic seats on both sides rattled a few times and smashed to the ground.

The result is, of course, no suspense.

A passerby screamed, taking advantage of the chaos, the flower shirt quickly approached Su Lian single-handedly, raised his hand to restrain the person's neck and tried to fall to the ground.

"Need help?" Chi Wang gently moved the two girls to the side, and put his arms around the other side to watch the fire.

He just asked politely, obviously he didn't need it.

Su Lian punched back with his elbow, took advantage of the person to bend over, raised his right leg sideways and kicked his lower abdomen.

Floral shirt with a rather graceful parabola, and his chubby brother completed Wuguī folded music.

The battle was fierce over there, and the red soup was boiling over here.

"Ah, the beef is just right." Chi Wang sat back in the seat, and leisurely took out a skewer of meat and handed it over, "Try it."

Fuck, thirty seconds, that's embarrassing.

The blood-sucked people lay on the ground with their backs on their backs, and changed their eyes with a look of hatred.

"It hurts to death, my waist."

"Bleeding fuck, your uncle's."

"Stupid stuff, dare to kick me, you are finished."

The four of them got up from the ground with difficulty, and while pulling the two girls out, they bluffed and said harsh words.

The classic lines that can't be beaten by people, Chi Li has heard it eight hundred times before, and his ears are cocooned.

He hooked his toes, pressed against the feet of the table and chair, and said loosely: "Why, do you still want to be beaten? Let me state first that I will not reimburse the medical expenses, and I will take care of the disability myself."

Su Lian lowered his eyes and chuckled, "I really owe it."

"Wait for me." The flower shirt wiped a handful of blood from his nose, raised his hand and waved, "Let's go."

"It seems to be causing trouble again. I haven't fought for a long time." Chi Huang moved his fingers and licked two skewers of meat, "This video is really annoying."

"After all, with millions of broadcasts, you can always get a few stupid bīs." Su Lian lowered his eyes and tasted the blanched beef seriously.

Other than that, it tastes really good.

The bottom of the pot of red soup tumbled, and the fragrance of the vegetables overflowed. The two continued to eat quietly without mentioning the matter just now.