The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

Xie Ting asked Bian Jing: "Brother Jing, are you in a good mood today?"

The side scene is full of alcohol, but the person has not really lost his mind. Hearing this, he said: "You asked this question just now, and this is the second time you have asked this question."

Seeing that Xie Ting couldn't fool him: "Brother Jing is indeed a god of learning, he remembers so clearly."

Bian Jing stretched out his hand and fired a pistol, and said with a "snap", "Brother Jing is the king of memory, don't try to lie to me."

"Okay, okay, you are the best, Xueshen's head is a computer with a capacity of 120 gigabytes."

"That is."

"Then you have to tell me why I'm so happy?"

The answer of the side scene is different this time, he no longer perfunctoryly said that he made money, but took a serious look at Xie Ting, patted Xie Ting's handsome face, and then told the truth: "Because I saw you Such a handsome face."

"..."

Xie Ting only thought that he was really drunk, took his hand, and ordered the waiter to bring in some sober wine.

Looking around again, this group of people is almost drunk. Originally, high school students are not allowed to drink. However, some of this group of people are sons with the status of Xie Ting. It is too late for the KTV manager to fawn on him. stop.

After ordering the waiter to put the hangover soup on the heads, Xie Ting felt that the time was almost up, since tomorrow was New Year's Eve, the parents of this group of people would not let them play too late.

After drinking the hangover soup, Xie Ting discussed with the class monitor and a few sober male classmates to send him home safely.

Xie Ting said: "Squad leader, you send the girls back, Cao Wei, you send Yue Yang, and the rest of the half-drunk ones, if they can go by themselves, they will go together, if they can't, they will go with each other."

The squad leader nodded: "OK."

Yue Yang still remembered Bian Jing, so he staggered to Bian Jing's side, patted Bian Jing's face, trying to wake him up: "Hey, Brother Jing, wake up, you're home."

The side scene is about to be short, and there is no sound after a "huh".

Yue Yang wanted to help him up, but his hands and feet were rough, and when he touched Bian Jing's abdomen, Bian Jing reflexively let out a "呲", painful, and half rolled up while clutching his stomach.

After Xie Ting finished arranging people, he hurried to Bian Jing and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yue Yang put away his hands, patted his head and said angrily: "Fuck, I forgot he was injured."

Xie Ting stepped forward to help Bian Jing up, leaned in his arms, and looked at Yue Yang after hearing the words: "What injury?"

Yue Yang glanced at the side view, he dared not say anything.

Xie Ting knew Bian Jing's temper and gave him reassurance: "Tell me, I won't tell him what you said."

After Yue Yang was sure that Bian Jing was drunk, he said: "Even in the morning, I saw injuries on his face, probably from being beaten, and asked him who did the beating, Brother Jing refused to say."

Xie Ting wiped the brown powder on Bian Jing's cheeks with his hands, and smelled it, and soon he could smell what it was.

There's a lot of this thing on the fucking dresser, liquid foundation.

A fool who puts on liquid foundation for fear of being seen.

Yue Yang also wanted to stretch out his hand to wipe it, but Xie Ting grabbed his hand halfway, Yue Yang was also half drunk, Xie Ting was afraid that his attack would not be serious, and it would hurt the scene again.

"Don't do it."

Yue Yang withdrew his hand and continued: "Didn't I go to Hanxi River to distribute notes in the morning? The vendor over there said that brother Jing was beaten after we left yesterday."

There was a cold light in Xie Ting's eyes, he already vaguely had an answer in his heart, and asked, "Who hit it?"

Yue Yang shook his head: "The people around can't tell the name of that bastard, just hearing that the two of them talked, we can tell that Brother Jing and the guy know each other."

Xie Ting knew it.

"I see."

Yue Yang was a little worried. Xie Ting had a good relationship with Bian Jing. He heard that the two knew each other before they were in high school. He asked, "Brother Ting, if you need our brothers, just say so. We still have a hand in fighting!"

Xie Ting's eyes softened, and he said: "You don't need this matter, I will handle it, go back."

Yue Yang stood up from the sofa, went to the other end to support Cao Wei, and said, "Brother Ting, are we leaving?"

Xie Ting nodded.

After everyone had left, Xie Ting asked the side view leaning on his shoulder: "Can I go?"

Bian Jing opened his eyes and looked at Xie Ting: "Yes."

In the end, he couldn't walk, Bian Jing took a few steps, pulled the bruise, wanted to bend down to relieve the pain, Xie Ting picked him up and walked outside.

Originally, he was almost drunk, but he was being hugged and twirled, looking at the ceiling from the side view, and asked in emptiness: "Where am I?"

Xie Ting didn't answer him, went downstairs and took a taxi to his rental house.

When Bian Jing lay down in his newly rented home, he still asked that question: "Where am I?"

Xie Ting took the hot water and twisted the towel to wipe him off: "It's at your house."

Unexpectedly, Bian Jing questioned: "I don't have a home, don't lie to me."

Xie Ting paused, not knowing what to say, and just wiped his face silently.

Since when did the school bully act like a waiter, even though he has lightened his hand, it still hurts the scene.

Bian Jing let out a "squeak" and shouted, "It hurts."

Xie Ting was at a loss and threw away the towel. He found that the drunk side scene was soft, untouchable, untouchable, and too bad.

Seeing that the warm towel was not given to him, Bian Jing changed his tune and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, you need to wipe it."

Xie Ting picked up the towel again from the washbasin, went to change a basin of water, and when he came back to fetch the water, he saw that Bian Jing was already taking off his clothes.

"......"