Xueba is cold and lustful

In the quiet night, there are few street lights in the small alleys of the old city, winding roads, and a few mottled traces on the blue tiles and white walls, one by one, like the epitome of the depths of the past years.

The weather was too hot, Grandma Zhou opened an iced watermelon to cool off the heat, Chi Xingle felt that eating watermelon in the house was too boring, so she took three pieces of watermelon and squatted next to the trash can in front of Zhou's house, eating it happily Suddenly, I heard a faint voice coming from the alley in front. There were male and female voices, and there were also faint and terrified calls of young girls. In front of the gate of a secluded and low house, three or two well-dressed social youths dragged a passing female student from a nearby middle school to the corner of the alley and surrounded them.

"Little sister, which school are you from, let's make friends."

"Yeah, meeting is fate, please leave a call."

"Be polite, both of you, and don't scare my little sister."

The three of you talked one after the other, and the girl surrounded by the corner was trembling with fright, shaking her head and looking at them in horror, "You, don't, don't mess around, otherwise, I, I shout people!"

Those little bums seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed one after another. One of them, a short man with a row of pierced ears, stepped forward and grabbed her hand, saying confidently: "Little sister, here Not even a dog will pass by, and the lights are out, who are you calling?"

Chi Xingle couldn't help complaining about the old-fashioned plot and the old-fashioned lines. The times are progressing, why haven't these hooligans evolved yet?While gnawing the watermelon in his hand, he counted the number of hooligans in front of him. There were three surrounded by people, and there seemed to be one standing a little farther away to let the wind pass. He couldn't see clearly. Only four didn't count. many.

Seeing that the girl was about to cry in anxiety, the other two laughed even more unscrupulously. Just as they were about to have sex, a piece of watermelon rind was thrown over and hit the short man on the back of the head.

The sticky watermelon juice flowed down the hair, the short man's eyes widened in an instant, he turned his head and glanced at the empty alley, he roared angrily: "Who the hell is plotting against me, get out!"

The night wind blew through the treetops, bringing a rustling sound, and the small black alley was very quiet, not even a ghost.

The fat man next door to the short man touched the goosebumps on his arm, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Brother, it must be haunted, I heard that there was a murder case here before, a young woman died This alley was robbed and killed, and the murderer has not been found yet."

The short man's face changed slightly after hearing this, and he suddenly thought of something, raised his hand and slapped him on the head, "Stop talking nonsense here, have you ever seen a ghost who can eat watermelon."

The watermelon rind on the ground is still very fresh, and the red meat on it has not been eaten clean. It would be a fool to believe that it was eaten by ghosts.

The fat man touched his head aggrievedly, "If it's not a ghost, then who is it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another piece of watermelon rind was thrown over at the corner, and it was hung on his forehead with great precision. The fat man took the watermelon rind off and felt the sticky juice with his hands.

The short man took two steps in the direction from which the melon rind was thrown, and found a person squatting behind a half-person-high trash can at the corner. Because of the angle, they could not see it at all from where they were just standing, so the first piece of watermelon When the skin was thrown over, they thought it was a supernatural event.

"Hey! Are you looking for death?" The short man stepped forward and kicked the trash can, and the crumbling garbage on it was dumped to the side immediately, and all kinds of unpleasant smells mixed with vegetable juice and fish bones were scattered all over the ground in an instant, squatting The person who was caught stood up quickly and took a step back, which survived.

The dim light in the distance shone, and the tall and slender figure of the man was reflected on the wall. He had dyed yellow hair, and the ends of the hair were too long to cover his eyebrows and eyes. He was still holding a half-gnawed Watermelon skin, with his head down, his jaw line looks good, his skin is so pale that it is almost transparent, his lips are red, and the corners of his mouth are still stained with red liquid, whether it is watermelon juice or human blood. The endless alley made people feel that he looked like a vampire looking for food at first glance.

Before the short man could speak, the fat man next to him immediately grabbed his arm, his voice trembling, "Brother, brother, we, we won't really meet ghosts, will we? I'm scared!"

"Ghost, ghost, how tall you are!" The long hair on the other side of the short man couldn't help but yelled at him, "Which ghost have you ever seen has a shadow, howling all day long."

After he reminded him, the fat man trembled and lowered his head to look at the ground, and found that there was indeed a shadow of the man, so he gradually stopped shaking, and after letting go of the short man's arm, he cursed angrily: "Fuck, you grandson!" Dare to scare us, see if I don't kill you."

He stepped forward cursingly, and just two steps away, the man threw another piece of watermelon rind at him, and it blinded his eyes all at once. Just as the fat man was about to take it off, he felt a heavy kick in the abdomen Feet, the whole person bowed uncontrollably and fell to the ground. There seemed to be a burning pain in the abdomen, and cold sweat came down in an instant.

Chi Xingle took a pityful look at the half-eaten watermelon on the ground, then loosened the muscles and bones in his hands, and beat up the remaining short and long-haired people in two or three strokes. .

Those three little bastards didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble today. After being beaten hard, they supported each other and ran away. Before they ran away, they didn't forget to tell Chi Xingle to wait, what brother will come to clean up you in a while .

Chi Xingle sneered, and replied: "I'm waiting for you, don't be afraid to come."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure standing at the corner, and remembering that there was still an unresolved issue, Chi Xingle loosened his bones, then picked up the watermelon rind on the ground and threw it over, shouting: "Grandson , your boss is gone and you still don’t leave, you have to get beaten up quickly, don’t waste your grandpa’s time.”

The tattered melon belt, carrying sticky watermelon juice, hit the standing figure under the street lamp with incomparable precision.After a while, the figure moved, and Chi Xingle felt that he was about to pounce on him, so he rushed into the shadow preemptively, thinking that no matter what 21 [-], he would strike first and give him a strong beating first. With the strength of fighting in this area since childhood, usually three or two hits can knock down a person, but something seems wrong today, he just punched that person in the cheek, not only did the person not fall down, the next second he couldn't Stretching out a fist, the sharp fist hit the soft abdomen, Chi Xingle felt that his intestines were about to be smashed into knots, and he almost spit out the watermelon he just ate. Even better than his boss?Anger burned in his pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, Chi Xingle immediately fought back, no matter the tricks or methods, he thought that he must smash the teeth of this fanatic dog before giving up.

After a while, the two wrestled into a ball and fell to the ground. The moment they rolled out of the shadows, Chi Xingle finally got a clear look at the face of the dog. The person he raped was wearing a school uniform and was extremely tall. , with slender limbs, smooth facial contours, handsome facial features, a straight nose bridge, handsome eyebrows, a pair of dark eyeballs showing a bit of dark blue under the light, the whole person looks cold and indifferent, this is Chi Xingle The least hooligan-like hooligan I've ever seen, not only doesn't look like a hooligan, but also looks like a good student who loves to study, and he looks like a school bully who is particularly good at studying and can earn [-] In the same way, Chi Xingle suddenly wanted to take back the words in his heart that he disliked the hooligans for not evolving, because the unleashed dog in front of him had evolved very well, and he didn't look like a hooligan at all.

Taking advantage of the moment when Chi Xingle was distracted, the man threw him to the ground and stood up, then raised his foot and kicked him fiercely, Chi Xingle narrowly avoided the kick and rolled out a few steps , looked up and saw that person looking down at him, the other party's snow-white school uniform was printed with a few dirty marks, either red or black, and his indifferent and handsome face was also stained, Rao No matter how dull Chi Xingle's mind is, he sensed that something was wrong right now. He stood up, although he knew that he had hit the wrong person and felt guilty, but he still said arrogantly: "It's okay for you to stand on the sidelines and watch the excitement when others are fighting. Waste of my time."

The man didn't speak, his gaze seemed to be lightly sweeping across his face, but it seemed to be just Chi Xingle's illusion, his cold eyes glowed with a faint deep dark blue, and he looked extremely indifferent. After a while, the other party He raised his long legs and turned towards the side alley.

Seeing the back of the man leaving, Chi Xingle came back after feeling the pain. He felt that the corner of his mouth seemed to be broken. He licked it with the tip of his tongue and found that it was really broken. He was about to go in and get some medicine , when I turned around, I saw the girl who was being bullied was still staying in the corner motionless.

The girl who huddled in the corner and sat on the ground was stunned after witnessing all this, and completely forgot about running away. When Chi Xingle walked up to her, she raised her head following his shadow, faintly Under the bright moonlight, the boy's hair that was dyed yellow looked fluffy, and the eyebrows and eyes exposed after the bangs were thrown away were so beautiful that people couldn't help but look at them more. An almost transparent and delicate luster, although wearing a normal black T-shirt and school uniform trousers, at first glance, he is not a serious student who loves to study.

Seeing the girl staring at him blankly without speaking, Chi Xingle could only extend his hand towards her, and asked lazily and frivolously, "Are you all right, beauty?"

His fingers are white with well-defined knuckles, a light cold white in the night, and they look very beautiful, not at all like a pair of hands that can fight.

The girl froze for a few seconds, then handed him her hand.

Chi Xingle pulled her to stand up, propped one hand on the wall, surrounded her in a half circle, trapped her in it, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, although the corners of his mouth were broken, it didn't affect his expression at all. Good-looking, with a pair of beautiful and attractive peach blossom eyes revealing a bit of careless laziness and ruffianism, he asked, "I saved you, how will you repay me?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red immediately, the same action and the same words, if the three little bastards did it just now, she would think it was a hooligan, but if Chi Xingle did it, she She just felt blushing and heart beating, and her heart was pounding like a deer. She lowered her head shyly and said coquettishly: "You, what are you doing, why are you like this?"

The smile on the corner of Chi Xingle's mouth deepened, and he moved closer slightly, asking in a bewitching voice, "You are a student from No. [-] Middle School, right? What's your name?"

The shadows cast by the two on the ground overlapped into an intimate gesture, looking at the girl's blushing face, Chi Xingle somehow thought of the dog who was wearing the school uniform of the No. The hated Miyoshi Xuebagou, he felt that the corner of his broken mouth began to hurt again, and he lost interest all of a sudden.

When Zhou Jiacuo came out carrying a piece of watermelon, he saw Chi Xingle sending a girl away unhappily. When the girl left, she turned her head three times at every step, and her eyes were so reluctant to say anything.

"Brother Le, why do you even have an affair while eating a piece of watermelon?" Zhou Jiacuo couldn't help opening his mouth to joke, seeing the girl leaving, he sighed with emotion, "It's just that she looks average, not as good-looking as you Woolen cloth."

Chi Xingle paused for a moment, and looked at him in disbelief, "It's true, I just saw three hooligans molesting her, she should look pretty good."

Zhou Jiacuo took a bite of the watermelon, and sincerely persuaded him, "Brother Le, if you have more than 500 degrees of myopia, go get a pair of glasses. Whoever said school bullies can't wear glasses is a fallacy."

When it comes to glasses, Chi Xingle is even more unhappy. All the nerds in the first class wear glasses. The better the grades, the deeper the myopia. The lenses are as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. They are so ugly, so he doesn't want them.

Zhou Jiacuo wanted to say something else. When his eyes touched the corner of Chi Xingle's mouth with a small crack, he stopped biting the watermelon suddenly, "Brother Le, why did you hurt the corner of your mouth? It couldn't be bitten by that girl." Bar?"

He waved his hand, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, it's just annoying." He glanced at the watermelon in Zhou Jiacuo's hand, and suddenly remembered the piece of watermelon he threw out before he finished eating it. , What a pity, he asked: "Is there any watermelon in the house?"

"Yes," Zhou Jiacuo threw the finished melon rind into the trash can aside, and opened his mouth to respond, "Grandma specially asked me to come out to see if you finished eating, and she also cut the remaining half. Go in and eat, there are a lot of hooligans in the alley at night."

Chi Xingle hooked his shoulders and sneered, walked into the room and said: "It must be unlucky for the gangster to meet me, I'm a high school bully, do you understand the school bully?"

Zhou Jiacuo shook his head, "This has nothing to do with school bullies, you are good-looking." As if afraid that Chi Xingle hadn't understood, he added, "Hooligans like to tease good-looking people, regardless of gender .”

Chi Xingle: "..."

The current hooligans are really unqualified.

Behind the dimly lit Xiaowu Lane in the old town is the most prosperous residential area in City A. The single-family villas stand along the river. The western-style architectural design contrasts sharply with the ancient old town. The styles overlap, but it's rare that it doesn't make people feel too abrupt.

When Su Jishi came home, Su Wenyan was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. Wen Tingyun had just come down the stairs, and when she saw the dirty marks on Su Jishi's school uniform and the bruises on her cheeks, she was so shocked that her beautiful eyes couldn't stop. It widened in an instant, "Son, what are you doing here?"

You must know that Su Jishi not only has a cleanliness addiction, but also has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder. He can't stand a crease on his clothes, let alone these dirty marks.

Putting the key on the shoe cabinet at the entrance, as if remembering something very unpleasant, Su Jishi replied in an extremely cold tone: "It's okay, I just met a little hooligan on the road."