The strongest way to be narcissistic

The wind that blows in Qingcheng every day is hot and dry, and the sound of waves crashing on the rock wall in the distance, stirring up large white waves, and a bunch of cool people on the beach are playing in various ways.

A young man with a cropped head rested his hands on the fence on the side of the spacious road, staring at the lively beach not far away.He was wearing a flamboyant floral shirt, his legs under the beach pants were straight and long, and he stepped on black flip-flops, his exposed toes moved occasionally.

This is the most common dress in Qingcheng.

The dark purple earring on the boy's right ear shone brightly under the glare of the sun. Many passers-by couldn't help but take a few extra glances when they saw such an eye-catching boy. One of the boys wanted to strike up a conversation, and he could feel that the boy was of the same kind.

Facing the stranger's accost, the teenager chewed gum in his mouth, pulled off a corner of his shirt, revealing some kind of mark on his collarbone, and said impatiently: "There is a master."

The stranger was slightly embarrassed, then smiled. "It's okay to be friends."

"Don't do it." The boy didn't show any face at all.

This person still didn't give up, the boy immediately became impatient, how many is this today?About||Arranging a date with him is courting death, isn't it?

"I fuck you..."

"What the fuck?"

A voice suddenly sounded when the young man wanted to be violent and chase someone away, the tone was careless and lazy.

The guy who picked up the conversation looked back, and his eyes lit up a lot.

This Qingcheng is really worthy of the high level of appearance that everyone often says, and now he has been shown two superb appearances in a row, especially the later one. It can be seen that he is a fitness master, if this comes to a shot, he will definitely earn money.

It's just that he also wears dark purple earrings on his ears, exactly the same as the boy's.

Naturally, there is no need to guess about this relationship.

Faced with the person's inquiry, the young man held his hands in a guilty conscience. "nothing."

"I'll let you go this time without finishing my sentence. Do you know if I'm going to be an example?"

"Oh."

Anyway, it's not an example many times, the big deal is that he said it happily when he was fighting on the bed, anyway, he himself allowed him to speak rough words as much as he wanted at that time.

The man pulled the boy to his side, put his hand on his shoulder casually, handed the cone in the other hand to the boy, and then turned his head to glance at the strike-up boy who was still standing there.

There was no emotion in those gray-blue eyes, which made the man shiver in the hot temperature.

He saw a message from these eyes - this person, mine, you, get out.

The ignorant boy took the cone handed to him by the man, and it would melt if he didn't eat it.

These two people are Joe Stupid and his little friend Song.

He and little friend Song have been staying in Qingcheng for a few months, and he bought a big villa on purpose to settle down for a long time, who knows that someone still likes to play wild here.

"It's just buying something, slow death."

Song Ange walked halfway, and suddenly remembered that he was the one who should be angry.

Finally, I ran out to date Jo idiot while there was no class today, but he was made to wait under the sun for so long and was accosted countless times, which made him hot and annoying.

"You insist on eating that cone, blame me?" Hearing this, Qiao Peicheng lowered his head and bit the cone of little friend Song, and it was still a big bite.

Little Song watched helplessly as the cone in his hand lost more than half of it in an instant, and he was so angry that he blew up. "Qiao Peisheng, go to hell!"

During this period of time, I always laughed at him for being naive, for actually liking to eat this kind of food that only little girls eat, and ended up snatching it from him every time. Are you angry?

If you like to eat, it’s okay to buy a copy for yourself!

"Sweet and greasy, I really don't know why you like it so much." Qiao Peisheng said in the usual disgusted tone.

"Then don't eat it." Song Ange quickly finished the rest, for fear of being eaten by someone again.

After dawdling and finally walking to the beach, Song Ange seemed to have come to his own place, picked up the surfboard and ran to the sea excitedly.

Since he came to Qingcheng, he especially likes to come here to play, playing with ATVs, motor boats, and water trapeze for a round.

The skin, which was not white at first, turned a lot darker a few times.

These are all leftovers from Qiao Peisheng's play back then, and he never touched kid Song after teaching him.

Every time he comes, he only needs to watch the children Song happily cheering on the sea from a distance, and go back together when he is tired from playing.Go home and do happy things when there is no class, send it to school when there is class, and take it home after class to do happy things.

It's a happy little day.

At this time, he was wearing sunglasses and lying on the beach chair, looking at the playful little friend Song from time to time.

Going to university in Qingcheng, Song played a lot of sports, made new friends, and rarely clinged to him like before.You see, now we are hooking shoulders with a friend who came out with a smile, and we are very close to each other with no clothes on.

Tsk, Song Ange didn't like being so close to people before.

"Handsome, can you apply some oil for me?"

Thinking about it, someone sat down beside him, a beautiful woman with big curly curly hair, she observed Qiao Peicheng for a long time, but she never saw anyone beside him, so she wanted to try to strike up a conversation.

Qiao Peicheng put the sunglasses on his head, and turned his head to look at this beautiful woman who was clearly expressing her meaning.

The other party was very calm, smiled at him generously, and shook the essential oil in his hand. "How? Are you interested? Do you want to try?"

Song Ange, who was chatting with a friend, was reminded by the other party, turned his head to look in the direction of his idiot Joe, happened to see this scene, and was so angry that he threw away the friend who wanted to stop him.

"I'm sorry, it's best not to touch the owner." Song Ange quickened his pace, and went over to snatch the things from Joe's stupid hand.

OK, so he's planning to really oil someone else, right?

The beauty was not angry, but said to Qiao with a smile. "Sure enough, as you said, your little guy has a bad temper."

Before little friend Song rushed over in a threatening manner, Qiao Peicheng had made it clear that he had his own choice, saying that the man had a bad temper.As for why he was holding the essential oil in his hand, it was just to tease him when he saw Little Song noticed it.

"I'm laughing." Qiao Peicheng took the essential oil from the bewildered little friend Song and handed it back to the beauty.

After waiting for the beauty to leave, Little Song hummed awkwardly and kicked the chair leg. "You are not allowed to talk to people who strike up a conversation, not for men, nor for women!"

Qiao Peisheng continued to put on his sunglasses and ignored his answers. "It depends."

"Look at the fart, if you don't allow it, you don't allow it!"

Depends on the situation?Is it because he is good-looking that he flirts with people?He hasn't reached the time when he is old and fading, so how can we not satisfy him?How dare you even think about having sex with someone else!

Qiao Peisheng ignored him.

Within a few seconds, the outraged little friend Song threw himself on him, kissing him madly, and by the way, tied his middle fingers to those who had been watching him for a long time.

Especially the white chicken next door, who looked like he was the man who wanted to fuck him.

Don't even try to touch Lao Tzu's people!

After letting go, Song Ange buried his head next to his man's neck, took a sip, and made sure to plant a beautiful strawberry mark before letting go in satisfaction.

This is a warning of possession, let's see who dares to come and beat me.

After finishing a series of actions, little friend Song happily ran to the beach to continue playing.

Qiao Peicheng stroked the still warm part of his neck and curled his lips. "childish."

The little brother next to him witnessed the whole process at close range, and he hated to find another place to lie down.He was out of his mind to want to date someone who has a master, and he was so jealous just now.

"I said, you can't help it now? It's no wonder you were being manipulated to death." The friend stood in the distance, and when Song Ange came over, he began to shake his head, feeling that his behavior just now was unwise.

"If it were you, would you be able to bear it?" Song Ange gritted his teeth.

Fool Joe has been favored by many people since he arrived in Qingcheng, and some of them are particularly difficult to deal with, so that whenever he has time to leave the school gate, he has to enter a state of alert, and he will stare at anyone who is plotting wrongdoing.

They are saying openly and secretly - this is my man, stay away, don't get involved with anyone.

"But when you were approached by someone, did he react that much?" The friend hit the fatal point.

This is what makes Song Ange angry recently. He has never seen Joe fool jealous for him, and every time he looks calm and indifferent.

After discussing with his friends, he decided to start pretending not to care about him, not to cling to him, and to go play with his friends every now and then to see if he liked it.

Who knows that it has been almost a month, and there is no movement on the other side, but he can't help getting closer every time.

"He seems to have seen it, let me try it for you." After the friend finished speaking, he immediately jumped into the water with Song Ange in his arms to play.

Someone squinted through the sunglasses and tapped the edge with his fingers.

After exhaustion, Song Ange dragged his exhausted body, and lay down with his friends on the beach chair next to Stupid Joe.

"An Ge, I'm going to the toilet." My friend felt a little urgent to urinate.

Qiao Peisheng stood up. "I happen to be going too, together."

Song Ange lost energy and raised his hand. "Go and come back quickly, and then go to eat together."

A few minutes later, only Qiao Peisheng came back.

"Where's my friend?" Little Song looked back, but there was nothing.

I saw Joe stupidly picked up the clothes on the chair casually, and explained lightly: "I said I have something to go, so don't wait."

"I'll call and ask." Song Ange was worried.It was agreed that he would be fine today, and I would accompany him to make idiot Qiao jealous, why did he suddenly slip away?

"Uh, I just remembered something happened at home, sorry An Ge. Well... I think, sometimes not being jealous doesn't mean he doesn't like you, cough cough cough, that's it, I'll hang up first."

The person over there quickly finished speaking and hung up the phone.

"Brother Cheng, what did you do to him?"

Little Song couldn't help wondering if Qiao Peisheng had done something to him.

Although this can be regarded as achieving the effect of jealousy, if Qiao fool beats up around him, wouldn't he be very sorry for his friend?

"I didn't do anything, just chatted casually."

Indeed, after chatting a few words casually, they accidentally set out someone's little conspiracy.

No wonder he said that he has not been sticky lately, so he was messing around secretly and owed a beating.

Childish ghost Qiao Peisheng has already planned how to get revenge.

After eating, they walked back on the way, and it was completely dark.

Song Ange felt someone pat him on the right shoulder, and thought it was idiot Qiao, but when he turned his head and saw no one was there, idiot Qiao was walking on his left, typing on his mobile phone, as if chatting.

The hairs stood on end in an instant, and he tugged at idiot Joe's clothes, so nervous that he swallowed. "Brother Cheng, what did you film me for?"

He can't scare himself, he has to ask clearly.

"What? I didn't take pictures." Qiao Peicheng was innocent, saying that he didn't know anything.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Song Ange panicked and couldn't help hugging the people around him, refusing to let go.

Joe was helpless. "Do you still want me to walk?"

Little Song shivered and shook his head. "I don't care, you are not allowed to leave me even a centimeter today."

Having achieved his goal, Qiao Peicheng proudly carried him away in his arms.

After returning home, not only did he stay within a centimeter of Little Song, he even took the initiative to get closer to him by more than ten centimeters.

Will Qiao, who has always been as stable as an old dog, be jealous?

Just look at a certain kid who was crushed all night.

It was full of vinegar.

Both are vinegar jars.

It's just that a young man is not good at hiding, and a city government likes to bury it in his heart.

It's all because I like it so I care.