Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

Two days later, Yu Chacha came to He Zhiyang, hesitant to speak: "Brother Yang, I have something to tell you..."

He Zhiyang raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"Ahem, it's about the cuju field." Yu Chacha rubbed the back of his head and said, "Didn't you guys win the cuju match before? I think the people from the Imperial College have been playing cuju these past few months. Our brothers are actually very greedy in private, when is it convenient for you, can we borrow it?"

Yu Chacha has served in Jinyiwei for a long time, and he is also the master of robbery and arrogance. Now he lowers his head and talks nicely, somewhat embarrassed.

He Zhiyang understood his reason for coming, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

This Cuju court was originally the site of Guozijian, but it was snatched by Jin Yiwei without saying a word, and Guozijian asked to return to the venue during the Cuju match.

There is only this one Cuju field nearby, and the students of the Imperial College play basketball every day, how can they not make these Jin Yiwei greedy?

Sending Yu Chacha to intercede with He Zhiyang is also for the sake of talking.

He Zhiyang waved his hand: "I have no objection, you can discuss it with the people in the Cuju field, and see when they can vacate the field."

When Yu Chacha heard the words, he happily ran over to negotiate.

When Jin Yiwei heard that Yu Chacha had set up the venue, he rushed over to kick in a hurry.

They are very busy arresting and investigating cases on weekdays. This Cuju field is close to the official school and the facilities are good. It is an excellent place to relax.

Spring was in full swing, Qiao Yue and the others lined up, tied the hem of their robes to the trousers, and began to play football in full swing.

At the end of the round, Yu Chacha wiped the thin sweat off his forehead, raised his eyelids and saw He Zhiyang in the distance, and immediately called out: "Brother Yang, Brother Yang! We just finished a round, are you coming?"

He Zhiyang was not very interested, but seeing Yu Chacha calling him eagerly, he reluctantly walked over and stood aside to watch the battle with a cold face.

Seeing that He Zhiyang had no desire to kick the ball, those Jin Yiwei no longer forced him to play.

He Zhiyang was bored and leaned on the stone pillars outside the court to bask in the sun, the sun warmed his surroundings, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

Qiao Yue couldn't help but glanced to the sidelines. He Zhiyang, who squinted his eyes under the spring sun, was teasing like a lazy cat.

Although He Zhiyang was lazy and reluctant to play, he was very willing to watch Jin Yiwei Cuju.

All of them have slender waists and long legs. When they compete to run, their tight forearm muscles and leg lines are sweating, and they are very beautiful and vigorous.

He Zhiyang's eyes unconsciously swept across Qiao Yue, and forced himself to look away.

Since Qiao Yue pointed out his thoughts to him that day, He Zhiyang has forced himself not to think about any trivial matters about Qiao Yue.

As long as his thoughts drifted to Qiao Yue, he would immediately force his thoughts to concentrate, and in this way keep himself away from Qiao Yue.

The Jin Yiwei in the arena saw He Zhiyang standing alone outside the arena in a daze, and they all yelled kindly: "Guide and guide when entering the arena, Brother Yang!"

"Come on, come on, I've reserved a good seat for you. Even if your little brother from the Imperial College didn't come, we won't bully you."

He Zhiyang shook his head and refused: "Go ahead and play, I think you are playing very well."

"You don't have to force him if he doesn't play." Qiao Yue's clear and careless voice sounded: "You don't have to pull him."

He Zhiyang paused and looked at Qiao Yue.

Qiao Yue was dressed in a strong outfit, and the cloak behind him was swaying in the spring sun, looking extraordinarily handsome.

He Zhiyang had just muttered in his heart that Qiao Yue had finally spoken human words, only to hear Qiao Yue say again: "Today, my sons and fathers have no one with us, so you stand outside the venue and show us something."

He Zhiyang looked sideways and saw a few boots, robes and other clothes outside, presumably they were the outfits of Qiao Yue and the others.

He Zhiyang snorted coldly, did this man figure out that it was Qiao Yue who was chasing him, and he dared to give orders in such an arrogant tone? !

Does this person have any basic common sense in chasing people?

He Zhiyang immediately took a few big steps in the opposite direction, and said in distaste: "What are you talking about in your sleep? You still want the young master to show you the clothes? Take it away, take it away, does it stink if you put it here!?"

Yu Chacha and the others showed a bit of shyness on their faces, they ran out of the arena in a dejected manner, obediently tipped up the boots they changed, and prepared to put them under a tree in the distance, so as to provide Brother Yang with an elegant Watching environment.

Only Qiao Yue didn't move at all, allowing the Jin Yiwei below to remove the boots respectfully for him.

The people around all went over there to put their clothes under the tree for a while, He Zhiyang looked at Qiao Yue coldly, who knew that he hadn't made any comments yet, Qiao Yue had already said boldly: "Let you look at the boots for brother , still unwilling?"

He Zhiyang glared: "Smelly!"

Qiao Yue was so amused by him, his heart moved, he insisted on walking over to stand in front of He Zhiyang and said, "Smell it carefully, it's quite fragrant."

He Zhiyang dodged left and right, but was blocked by Qiao Yue who opened his arms all the time. He Zhiyang raised his head and said, "Brother Yue, have you been hit on the head while investigating the case these days?"

Wasn't he quite abstinent and cruel before?Why have you started to let yourself go more and more these days?

Qiao Yue fixed his eyes on He Zhiyang: "I'm very sober."

He Zhiyang: "Then please stay away from me soberly, thank you."

"It's you who insist on talking about me, of course I want you to understand."

"I've smelled it, but it still stinks!"

"It smells bad, but it tastes delicious." Qiao Yue lowered his voice, and suddenly seduced He Zhiyang: "Would you like to come and taste it?"

In front of him, Qiao Yue's strong and flexible chest muscles dangled through the thin quilt... Qiao Yue's temptation and invitation penetrated into his heart, and He Zhiyang couldn't help swallowing: "Brother Yue, you are also Calm down, can you restrain yourself in this conversation?"

With Qiao Yue's appearance now, he doesn't look like Jin Yiwei's Zhen Fu, he is not as good as Tan Chun Lou's top card!

Qiao Yue didn't speak for a long while, He Zhiyang was about to raise his head, when suddenly his eyes went dark, only the aura of a strange man filled his surroundings.

Clean and vigorous, reminiscent of leaves illuminated by summer sun.

It was Qiao Yue who covered his head with the cloak.

He Zhiyang immediately struggled to tear his hands off, and said, "Qiao Yue, is this the way you should be chasing people?"

Qiao Yue's voice came slowly through the cloak: "Chasing people? Then you teach me how to chase people?"

Qiao Yue's cloak is very long, and I don't know what tricks he used. He Zhiyang was still trapped in it after lifting it twice: "In short, you are seeking your own death by doing this."

Qiao Yue spent all his time watching He Zhiyang struggle, he was still too immature, pulling his cloak like a little fox strayed into a wild beast's net.

Every move is tempting him to attack.

"Does it still stink?" Qiao Yue held He Zhiyang's head through the cloak and did not let go, coaxing: "Quickly tell brother that it doesn't stink, and I'll help you if you say so."

How old is this man?

The cloak was tightly covered by Qiao Yue, and He Zhiyang made a muffled sound inside, without even the audacity to curse.

Qiao Yue especially liked the feeling of using one hand to force He Zhiyang, and he didn't let go for a long time.

He Zhiyang struggled for a while, and finally got out from the end of the cloak.

A ray of light broke out in the darkness, he took a deep breath, jumped up unexpectedly, and quickly put the cloak on Qiao Yue's head like a fish in a net.

The cloak, like a hijab, firmly covered the two of them.

He Zhiyang pulled Qiao Yue in, and the pleasure of revenge surged in his heart!

But he forgot that the two were in the same dark cloak, only a short distance apart.

The surrounding light was suddenly cut off, and the laughter and noise went away with the light.

It was only then that He Zhiyang realized how much he had done, but when he wanted to get out, he found that he could no longer break free.

Chun Guang was isolated, and in the darkness, Qiao Yue held the back of his head tightly.

He Zhiyang was in a mess for a moment.

He could feel Qiao Yue's scorching breath approaching, but his eyes were pitch black.

My heart suddenly shrank into a ball, beating in anxiety.

Plop, plop, the sound of the heartbeat unstoppably vented the uneasiness and heartbeat.

He Zhiyang began to struggle: "Brother, you are enough, you are so sweet, don't make trouble? Come out."