A little sweetness is always in him

Not long after Zhang Zitong and Chen Xiaoyu left the lotus pond, Qiao Mu immediately followed.

The two went to an abandoned warehouse nearby. The place was a bit remote, and it looked old, and it hadn't been properly disposed of.

"It's really a dog's guts!"

Zhang Zitong stopped abruptly, and stared at Chen Xiaoyu fiercely under the moonlight.

Changed from the normality of gentle and laughing little girls in the past, and put on a rare air.

"That's what you said, talk about it?"

She said again coldly, glaring at the person in front of her and the large group of people standing behind him.

"Thinking of your brother helping me, but your brother doesn't listen to good words... Zhang Zitong, as his sister, how much weight do you have in his heart?"

Chen Jin-Woo suddenly laughed.

"And I do have something for you, that's why I treat you so well."

Zhang Zitong took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with a look of disdain, and lit one without haste.

She took the cigarette in her hand, took a big puff, and slowly entered her lungs.

It was like feeling the delicious taste of nicotine, which made her feel refreshed a lot.

"So much nonsense? People like you can't get along with my brother, just give up! And I don't care if you like me."

Zhang Zitong took the last puff, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it fiercely.

Chen Xiaoyu was immediately laughed at, but immediately a voice came out.

"Wait..." Qiao Mu slowly walked out from the dark, scanning everyone on the field. "I still have accounts to settle."

"You little boy... Hahaha, what are you doing here? I'm afraid you'll be beaten down right away if you don't come up!"

Chen Xiaoyu smiled immediately, and the people around him echoed.

"That's right, this thin arm and leg broke without being folded twice."

"Let's go back early, don't try to be a hero to save the beauty!"

"Evil God? Why did you come out too?" Zhang Zitong's tone softened.

Qiao Mu stepped over, still with a cold face as usual.

"What are you going to do? I can't leave it to you right now, after all, I have limited time now."

Zhang Zitong just didn't want to give it much thought about this matter, Chen Xiaoyu was really too helpless.

"Ah...then you first...?"

Zhang Zitong didn't want to give up, so he had to fight behind him.

Qiao Mu thought seriously for a second or two, then nodded in agreement.

Chen Xiaoyu, who was far away, suddenly lost his temper, listening to the two of them treating themselves as something and discussing how to hit him...

"Hehe, you are so loud! Even if you two fight together, you may not be able to beat so many of us!"

Chen Jin-Woo stood there and continued talking.

Qiao Mu rushed forward and kicked him hard.

Chen Xiaoyu fell to the ground mercilessly by this force.

Seeing this, the surrounding people gathered around one after another.

With a left punch and a right punch, he intends to parry Qiao Mu.

Zhang Zitong immediately came back to his senses, and also participated in the melee.

Qiao Mu reacted quickly and pulled away immediately.

Although there are only two of them, they are still handy for this group of people.

Qiao Mu knocked down two or three people that Chen Xiaoyu had shaken to the ground, and walked towards him with a gloomy look.

Chen Xiaoyu was punched by Qiao Mu quickly again, and his head suddenly went into a trance.

He took a few big steps back, then slowed down and rushed towards the tree.

However, Qiao Mu kicked him to the ground again.

Chen Xiaoyu was trampled on the neck viciously, and his whole body was beaten terribly.

Zhang Zitong had already dealt with Chen Xiaoyu's people, and seeing the people lying down in a pile, he felt a dark feeling in his heart.

Qiao Mu took the cigarette from Zhang Zitong, lit it, and put it in his mouth.

Chen Xiaoyu gasped and asked: "I don't have any bloody feud with you! Could it be that you like this woman and come to help her fight?"

Qiao Mu's eyes were sharp, he let go of his feet, sat gently on the ground and grabbed Chen Xiaoyu's hair with one hand.

He held a cigarette in one hand, shaking the ashes on his face.

"Ha, you moved my people. You just made yourself boring, and you want to feel the care of the Kwai Gang when you go back to Zijiang?"

Zhang Zitong and Nanze have never seen Qiao Mu look like this before, so bloodthirsty... Really, is Qiao Mu who usually doesn't even say a few words, but will prove it with actions?

This is clearly what two people look like!

Qiao Mu smoked a whole cigarette, and finally pressed the end of the cigarette firmly on the back of Chen Xiaoyu's hand.

"Be careful what you say in the future, and don't provoke people you shouldn't."

After he finished speaking, he got up and patted his clothes, and then said to Zhang Zitong: "The time is up. You can figure out the rest, I'll go first."

Zhang Zitong squeaked, and walked towards Chen Xiaoyu.

Qiao Mu glanced at the time, and there were still about ten minutes before the evening self-study.

Originally, Nanze wanted to come with him, but Qiao Mu strictly prohibited him from coming.

Nanze had no choice but to stay at school and stay in the classroom obediently.

Now I look a bit tainted with the smell of blood and smoke... Nanze will definitely be angry if he finds out!

Qiao Mu thought of a way to enter the school again, and rushed back to the dormitory.

But as soon as the door was opened, light burst out of the room.

There are people inside... Qiao Mu is very sure.

The movement of preparing to push the door froze, and the whole person was a little at a loss.

But the next moment, the door handle was pulled open.

A face he was all too familiar with appeared in his perspective.

It's Nanze... He's not in class, why is he here?

Nan Ze pulled him over and closed the door behind him.

"You went to fight?!"

Nanze's voice soared, and he seemed a little angry.

Qiao Mu nodded blankly, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Nan Ze then dragged Qiao Mu to sit on the bed, and walked around him carefully a few times.

"It's not hurt there, is it?"

Nanze continued to speak, with a worried look, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Qiao Mu shook his head and swallowed a few times.

"No……"

After the fight, before he could deal with the smell on his body, he was caught in the act...

Nanze sat aside comfortably, and couldn't help reprimanding him.

"You see people like him still running out... What if you get injured in a fight? Is he responsible or are you responsible?!"

Qiao Mu lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Nan Ze.

Nanze immediately stopped talking and took him into his arms.

"You have to tell me! Something happened to you, what should I do?! I..."

Nanze's tone became calmer and sad.

Qiao Mu caressed his face and stroked his hair upwards.

It took a long time to spit out three words: "I was wrong."

Nanze really couldn't do anything about him, so his anger disappeared on the spot.

"If you hit it, hit it, don't mention him. The teacher just sent out the test paper, and I got your copy back."

After Nanze finished speaking, he pointed to a large pile of test papers on the table.

"I am only two points behind you, and there is a lot of room for improvement compared to last time."

As Nanze said, he was about to ask for a reward, but Qiao Mu kissed him helplessly.

But he was also afraid that the smell of smoke in his mouth would be noticed, but Nanze didn't care at all, and just enjoyed the kiss.

This time, Nanze just tasted it.