Little crying bag always wants to tag me

There were still tears on Xiaokubao's face, the moment he saw Yiling's face, he reached out and grabbed Yiling.

Yi Ling was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, his wrist was firmly grasped by the boy.

"I've been waiting for you there for a long time today and you didn't come," the little crying bag said with aggrieved voice, "You lied to me."

Yiling opened his mouth in surprise and couldn't speak for a long time: "No, kid..."

That's right, isn't it?So this kid can also see it?

The little crying bag blinked twice, her delicate eyebrows were pulled into a ball, and her big eyes were full of doubts: "Aren't you the sister from yesterday?"

"Um, I'm a man." Yi Ling bit the bullet and lied: "Did you admit the wrong person?"

The little crying bag didn't seem to believe it, and stared stubbornly at Yiling's face for a long while, and finally let go of his hands as if discouraged, hugged his knees and huddled into a ball of grievances.

Yiling recalled what happened yesterday and understood.The kid was so honest that he couldn't hear the polite words, so he took his sentence "Go back to him later" as the truth.

The guilt in Yiling's heart instantly rose.

"How long have you waited?"

"I don't know." The little crying bag's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know how long he had been crying.

"I guess that person is just fooling you, so don't be fooled so easily next time?"

"She's not!" Xiaocui corrected angrily, her cheeks were swollen into white dough, her face was still full of tears, but her eyes were very serious: "She's super nice! Help me drive away the bad guys, He even touched my head to comfort me."

Yi Ling laughed softly, this kid tried his best to maintain his appearance, why - it feels a little cute.

"You seem to like that person very much?" Yi Ling raised his head and looked sideways at the little boy.

The little crying bag nodded, lowered its head slightly, its long eyelashes covered its eyes, but it couldn't stop the slight flush on its face: "He looks good, I like it."

Yiling's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes couldn't move away from the blush on the boy's face.

What did he and Xie Feiyu say that day?

Well-behaved, obedient, sweet and soft.

Although Xie Feiyu is not a good person, he is indeed right in saying that alpha has a courtship instinct.

The corner of Yiling's lips curled up, and he quietly looked at the eyebrows and eyes of the little crying bag beside him.

"How old are you?"

"fifteen."

"Already fifteen?" Yiling was a little surprised, Xiaokuibao's face was tender, and he still looked like Twelve Thirteen.

These words stimulated the nerves of the other party for some reason, and the little crying bag immediately raised his eyes, staring at him very dissatisfied.Those eyes are not only not lethal, but also a little milky.

"I didn't mean to laugh at you. Fifteen is pretty good, he's already a teenager." Yi Ling smiled, and subconsciously wanted to touch the soft hair on the top of the opponent's head, but his hand froze in midair.

No, that masked weirdo did this.

Yiling immediately turned around, and gently hung up a teardrop that was still hanging on the face of the little crying bag with the knuckle of his index finger.

"Why are you crying?" Yiling casually looked at the tears on his fingers, and gently rubbed them away with his fingertips: "If you really like it, just go for it bravely, try your best to exhaust your likes, or let it go if you can't get it. Nothing to cry about."

Xiaokubao blinked, as if he didn't quite understand what Yiling meant.

Yiling smiled: "You will understand later."

The little crying bag looked down at his knees half-understood, Yiling looked at that delicate face, and suddenly liked it more and more, there was a small tear mole under the little crying bag, Yiling looked at it Itchy.

"What's your name?"

Xiaowaibao looked at Yiling warily: "Why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing." Yiling patted the dirt on his pants and stood up.

"I, Yiling, No. [-] middle school bully, school bully, school grass, anyway, there are quite a lot of titles in a mess. Anyway, if someone says these in the future, you know it's me."

The little crying bag blinked in a daze.

Yiling tilted his head, and smiled at the other party: "From now on in No. [-] Middle School, I will cover you."

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[From now on, in No. [-] Middle School, I will cover you. 】

Within a few seconds of sending this message, Yu Man sent a series of terrified expressions.

【Fish: Brother Ling, don't scare me, what am I doing and you want to cover me? ? ? ?Who wants to beat me QAQ? ? ? 】

Elder God Yiling replied with a note【What do you think of this sentence as a confession to Omega? 】

The teacher on the podium was reading the text from the textbook, and Yu Man in the front row took this opportunity to turn around and give Yiling the middle finger.

[Fish: If you have a question, can you finish it all at once? ? ? ? 】

【Fish: Do you really have someone you like?Who? 】

[Yipiaoer's father: keep it secret. 】

【Fish: Huh, it's boring. Let me ask Gao Jianyang for you. This kid just said goodbye to his predecessor. I heard that he recently had an affair with a little O from the cheerleading team. 】

[Yipiaoer's father: You ask. 】

【Yipiaoer's father: But don't say it's me. 】

【Fish: Roll your eyes, I know. 】

Yiling put down his phone, tilted his head and looked out the window, where he could see the sculpture of the junior high school in their teaching building.It has been almost a week since the last time we met by the lake, Yi Ling sighed, in order to impress the other party with a handsome back, after saying that, he left gracefully.

After all, I still have no experience, so I should stay a little longer and get the basic information ready before leaving.

It would be great if there was someone in the junior high school who could inquire.

Yi Ling flipped through the WeChat friend list quickly, but couldn't find a suitable person, but his eyes stayed in front of an id named Yi Xiao.

This person sent a message.

[Brother, I am studying in No. [-] Middle School, Class B of the first year of junior high school. 】

Yiling never replied to this message, and he didn't remember when he added Yixiao.

Yiling silently stared at the word "Brother". The more he looked at it, the more boring he felt, so he raised his head and poked Jin Siming in the front row: "Is your brother also in the junior high school?"

Jin Siming was taken aback, and whispered back from the teacher's sight: "Ang, what's the matter?"

"Ask him to inquire about someone, and talk about it after school."

As a result, as soon as school was over, before all the students in the class had left, Yiling's cell phone rang.

It was still Xie Feiyu who called.

"Come over to town, I found that ignorant kid from last time."

"Really? Who did you find?"

"Don't ask, you can just come, it's near the sweet-scented osmanthus tree at the back gate of your school."

Yiling clicked his tongue, and Jin Siming on the side just put down his phone: "I have something to do, I just talked to my brother."

"Let him go back first, and give me his WeChat message later." Yiling went straight out the door without taking her schoolbag.

That kid Xie Feiyu must have lost his head because of his anger, so he randomly found a passer-by who looked unhappy as a scapegoat. Yi Ling didn't intend to admit that he was the person that day, but he couldn't let this kid go on a rampage in Yizhong.

Yiling walked to the place Xie Feiyu said, and there were already a lot of people gathered around. Seeing Yiling coming, he shouted loudly for some good reason - "Brother Yi is here!"

When Yi Ling was a top student, others called him Yishen, and when he was fighting, he was called Brother Yi, and those who were a little closer like Yu Man called him Brother Ling. can understand.

"It's over for you, Yiling is my brother!" Xie Feiyu's voice came across the distance, and the crowd consciously divided into one path and gave way to another.

Xie Feiyu's head was still wrapped in gauze, walked to Yiling's side in two steps, put his arms around his shoulders and pointed to him: "It's him!"

The man was surrounded by several younger brothers brought by Xie Feiyu, his thin body appeared to be even weaker, obviously already weak, but the man's eyes were still firm and stubborn.The moment he saw Yiling, the boy froze for an instant, and the tenacity in his eyes instantly shattered into shock.

Yi Ling saw the little mole in the corner of the other's eye, and felt cold.

It's over, I'm going to misunderstand!

Yi Ling felt cold all over, looking at the other party's thoughtful face, he was speechless for a long time.

Xie Feiyu hugged Yiling's shoulders, and arrogantly raised his chin at the boy opposite: "Do you know? Yiling is the leader among you, and mine—"

"elder brother--!"

Before Xie Feiyu finished speaking, the other party had already pushed away the people around him, rushed over with a stride, and hugged Yiling's waist violently.

The strength of the opponent rushing over was fierce like a wronged little beast, Yiling snorted and took half a step back, and was hugged tightly by the opponent.

elder brother?

Xie Feiyu was stunned, and cursed secretly, this kid looks quite honest, and he has a lot of eyes.

"Don't fuck me here, Yiling is my brother, you think you can—"

"They bullied me," the boy looked up at Yiling with tears in his eyes, "I'm so scared."

Xie Feiyu:? ? ?

People who eat melons: ? ? ?

What about the two school tyrants who agreed to teach the ignorant transfer students how to behave?What kind of trouble is this shocking reversal going to cause?

"Ahem," Yiling coughed a few times to break the eerie silence of the scene, and put his arms around the person in his arms: "Who bullied you?"

"They!" The boy pointed his arms straight at Xie Feiyu and his group, complaining fiercely, "All of them!"

Xie Feiyu gasped angrily, pointed at the boy and said angrily, "Did I f*ck move a hair of yours? Ah? Why pretend to be pitiful?"

The boy was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his hand, and tightly grasped Xie Feiyu's clothes with both hands.

Seeing that pitiful look, Xie Feiyu gasped, rolled up his sleeves and said bitterly: "If I don't teach you a lesson today, I won't be Xie!"

"Why are you so angry?" Yi Ling stretched out his hand to stop Xie Feiyu's chest: "He is mine."

"Fart! This tm is obviously the boy who slandered me behind his back that day!" Xie Feiyu was angry: "I swore that I would deal with him, and it won't be easy for anyone to intervene today!"

"Then there is no other way," Yi Ling shrugged, turned his head and smiled at a passerby behind him: "Excuse me, call 110 and tell the police uncle that there are people gathering to bully minors here."

"Yi Ling," Xie Feiyu squinted his eyes: "What the fuck do you mean? You're kidding me?"

"Really not," Yi Ling shrugged regretfully, "I promise this kid will cover him up, and you can't be dishonest in what you say."

"I will control you to death! You must leave this person to me today!"

"Sorry, no." The smile on Yiling's face gradually disappeared, and he looked at Xie Feiyu coldly: "If you want him, you have to pass my test first."

The two school tyrants did not speak, and the eye knife flew hundreds of rounds in the air, and the air was filled with the smell of crackling gunpowder.

Xie Feiyu took the lead to withdraw his gaze, sneered and licked his mouth unwillingly: "Yiling, you have guts!"

"It's okay if I let him go, but I will blame you on this matter! Let's count it slowly."

"I'm fine," Yiling nodded, pointing to Xie Feiyu's zongzi-like head with concern: "Is your head OK?"

"Damn it, you don't need to worry about it!" Xie Feiyu's face was flushed with anger, and his whole body was like a big rooster that was angry.

Yiling shrugged and took the boy's hand: "It's okay, let's go first."

"Wait!" Xie Feiyu raised his chin haughtily, and squinted his eyes at the two people in front of him: "You just said that he belongs to you, what kind of person?"

"This one!" Yiling smiled, put his hand around the boy's shoulder and pinched his earlobe, and whispered in the boy's ear: "Cooperate."

Then Yi Ling looked at Xie Feiyu, his tone half ambiguous and half mysterious: "What do you think? She is my wife."