Immersive play dumb beauty

A heavy rain suppressed the scorching heat that lasted for half a month. The old streets were full of rain-washed dark colors. Puddles accumulated on the uneven tiles, and water droplets were splashed by the passing bicycles.

"The people in the south of the city haven't finished class yet?"

"Damn, this fight is still going to be fought."

More than a dozen tall and burly teenagers crowded at the entrance of the narrow street and shouted loudly.

The two schools in the south of the city and in the north of the city are only one street apart, and there are constant disputes.

The group in the south of the city is dragging the teacher after class today, and the north of the city can only wait here under the fire.

Diagonally in front of it is a string incense that has been open for more than ten years. Jiang Suban is leaning against the old cash register glass cabinet. His skin is milky white. He wears a peaked cap to cover most of his face, and white stockings wrap a well-proportioned calf. On the top are knee-length shorts, and occasionally walking around can reveal a little straight and beautiful thighs, which are so tender that they can fall over if they are pushed.

No one would have guessed that this is the legendary Raksha who subdued all the gangsters in the north of the city in junior high school.

Seeing him not daring to kill, in fact he is more ruthless than anyone else in beating people, but he is very righteous and usually has a good temper. Everyone respects him and treats him like a younger brother jokingly.

Jiang Sui asked, "The people from the south of the city haven't come yet?"

Zhao Ziwu nodded and took a look at him: "It's too hot here, you go to hide there first."

Jiang Sui paused for a moment, but he didn't say anything, and was silenced by a burst of approval from behind. The group of people frowned and stared at his legs.

Because Jiang Sui is so big, he can't hold back the crowd, and he is not aggressive enough, so he usually fights with Chengnan in full armor and covers him tightly, but today is too hot, the outdoor temperature is close to 36 degrees, and he wears a mask The hat almost melted him, so it was cooler to wear.

Jiang Suiqi smiled, glanced at them with his lips parted, grabbed a copy of "Three Thousand Words in English Must Be Memorized", controlled his strength, and beat them one by one like a gopher: "You, you, me, me?"

This boss has no dignity at all.

The group of people yelled all the way, shut their mouths for a second, and looked away in a self-deceiving manner.

I don't know who called out: "Chengnan get out of class is over."

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the school gate.

Jiang Sui moved his wrist briefly, and was about to raise his fist, when he raised his eyes, someone firmly clasped his wrist.

The temperature of that hand was very low, like ice cream just taken out of the freezer, Jiang Sui's fist loosened from the cold.

Before he could realize what happened, he pulled his wrist hard, and when he regained consciousness, he and the other party had already hid in the narrow alley.

The breathing of the two overlapped, and there was fine dust floating around. It was dark and completely isolated, with only a narrow light slit to observe the outside situation.

Looks like a pretty safe hiding place.

wrong.

Jiang Sui reacted abruptly.

He just came here to fight, why hide? !

Thousands of angry words swirled in his mind, he grabbed the man's hand, turned around and twisted his wrist halfway, facing the man's eyes behind him.

My mind suddenly went blank.

The man was wearing a blue and white school uniform in the south of the city, neat and tidy, with almost no wrinkles, thin and narrow eyelids, cold white skin, light amber pupils, alienated and indifferent, unattainable, half-closed eyes, tired and lazy The air hit his face, and the gentle temperament that only belonged to scholars couldn't be hidden. No one in the first grade would feel sorry for this face.

Just one word.

handsome.

Jiang Sui changed the course of his movements within a second, and the hand pinching his wrist went down, half loose and half tight to the base of the opponent's fingers.

Was thrown away by the opponent.

Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows.

A gangster like him who has always been on the tail of the crane has a natural admiration and affection for this kind of academic bully who looks cold and sullen at first glance.

Lu Cheng took the "Three Thousand Words Essential English" in his hand, and said calmly, "Don't move."

He paused and explained, "There's a fight over there."

"I……"

Jiang Sui wanted to say that he was good at fighting, and he wasn't afraid of [-]v[-] at all.

As a result, he opened his mouth and was covered again.

At the same time, the clean scent of soap locust on the clothes was mixed with the faint scent of mint into the tip of his nose.

He opened his eyes slightly.

It was still those cold hands that gently covered half of his face.

In the slit of light, two vague figures looked around with something in their hands.

The distance between them was less than ten meters, and a slight movement could attract the attention of the other side.

If it were someone else, they would probably be too frightened to speak if they encountered a big scene like a group fight and were watched by people carrying things.

The person behind him was still chatting with him calmly.

"Scared?"

The slightly hoarse words seem to be curled with a little smile.

The adrenaline soared in a crisis situation, and Jiang Sui's heartbeat started to speed up, whether it was the crisis or the overly intimate ambiguity between the two.

He felt that his mind was completely confused by that hoarse laughter, and he declared a crash.

In a few seconds, the redness has spread from the neck all the way to the tips of Jiang Sui's ears.

He murmured, and made up nonsense with his eyes open: "I heard that Brother Cheng in the south of the city is tall, ugly, and has everything he needs to deceive and deceive. He specializes in bullying students passing by. Are you afraid of me?"

The person behind was silent for a few seconds, his tone unpredictable: "Why don't I know?"

"Are you doing well?"

"is acceptable."

"I guess so." Jiang Sui didn't change his face: "Students like you who are so devoted to studying, how can you pay attention to these things?"

The person behind laughed, unable to hear the emotion: "You already know?"

"Of course I know."

Jiang Sui raised his head in disbelief, and his tone carried the warning of the people who came here: "You are also from the south of the city, right? Stay away from his kind of vulgar, barbaric, unprogressive people, so as not to be led astray."

The old mainland in the south of the city was expressionless: "Really?"

Jiang Sui nodded, not seeing Lu Cheng's indifferent expression behind him.

The end of this alley is too narrow, and there are piles of debris beside it.In order not to get dusty, the two of them could only get as close as possible, and he clearly felt his arms sticking to the other's firm waist.

Looking at the gentle appearance of the other party, he should not be able to fight, and he could faintly feel the outline of his abdominal muscles when he pressed against his waist and abdomen.

Where his back was pressed against, under the thin muscle, there was a strong heartbeat.

He looks cold and jade-like, and his character is weak. He can knock him down with a single punch. It turns out that he has such a good figure under the school uniform, so he simply stepped on his directional sniper.

I don't know what it's like for him to cry.

In the few short seconds, countless scenes of the other party holding back tears while holding back flashed through his mind. It would be best to wear this blue and white school uniform neatly, which is so beautiful and impressive.

Jiang Sui blinked, restrained all the perverse spikes, and retracted into the boy's arms obediently and cooperatively.

"They're gone—well."

The hands covering his lips were lowered, and before he could relax, footsteps came from the entrance of the alley again.

His mouth was covered again.

Jiang Sui was stunned for a few seconds, feeling a little strange.

In that gap, the stick was dragged on the ground, making a creaking dragging sound, approaching the two people step by step.

One step, two steps.

As long as the plastic bag is opened, the two of them will be completely exposed to that person.

Jiang Sui cooperated with him on a whim, held his breath, and shrank back a little scared, just touching the hard abdomen/muscle of the person behind him.

The breathing rate behind her suddenly stopped, and she moved back slightly to keep a distance from him.

Jiang Sui pursed his lips, pretending to be scared, and tightened the hem of the clothes of the person behind him to hide his rising smile.

At a close distance, the cell phone that the man was holding in his hand suddenly vibrated.

"Brother Cheng?"

The man walked out while answering the phone.

"gone."

When the boy spoke, his chest trembled, and his voice was flat: "Go to the old place."

What old place?

Jiang Sui turned his head halfway, just in time to meet a boy who lowered his head and wanted to talk to him.

Two people bumped into each other.

With warm and soft lips against the cold skin, he raised his eyes and met the boy's slightly lowered gaze.

The light from the sky illuminates the man's amber eyes, making him look calm and indifferent. Maybe people with good grades are born with arrogance, high above the sky like the moon that cannot be grasped, and the way they look at themselves is very strange. It was something he had never seen in front of all his brothers.

Jiang Sui suppressed the throbbing in his heart, slightly bent his eyes, and smiled apologetically.

"sorry."

Lu Cheng glanced at his slowly flushing face, then moved away coldly, and hummed.

After a while, he said emotionally, "He's gone."

In that narrow slit, it has been a long time since I saw a figure swaying back and forth.

Jiang Sui nodded meekly.

Today, he parted his hair casually to cover his forehead, revealing a pair of beautiful watery eyes. Because the eyelashes are too long, every time he lowers his eyes, he looks aggrieved: "Thank you for pulling me just now."

The clear boyish voice, when lowered, is extraordinarily sincere, and his eyes are bright, innocent and pure like a rabbit.

It's a pity that Lu Cheng didn't like him. He glanced at him and stepped out with his legs turned sideways.

In the slanting sky, he has broad shoulders and a teenage age. He has a natural sense of oppression, which does not make people feel uncomfortable, but rather reliable, like a leader who is born to take responsibility.

Just like that, he confiscated "Three Thousand Words You Must Memorize in English", rolled it up in his hand and took it out.

After walking a few steps, he remembered something again, turned around and said, "Later, stay away."

"Hey."

Jiang Sui seized the opportunity to stop him, curled up his hand and grabbed the corner of Lu Cheng's clothes, afraid that if he let go, the other party would disappear in front of him.

He raised his slender face and asked, "What's your name?"

Lu Cheng snorted, turned his wrist, and the book rolled into a cylinder hit the back of his hand lightly and hard, and he let go of his hand in a flash of tingling.

The young man's clothes were sloppy, leaving only a leisurely back view of him, with a perfunctory attitude as if he was afraid that Jiang Sui would get involved with him. It was not until he turned the corner that the sloppy answer was blown into Jiang Sui's ears by the wind.

"I'll tell you next time we meet."

next time?

I thought he didn't like this one, but I didn't expect that there would be a next time.

Jiang Sui's appetite was completely whetted, he lowered his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Holding the cigarette between his slender fingers, Jiang Sui's beautiful side face was reflected by the jumping flames. The timidity just now had completely faded away, instead, there was a surge of excitement that was eager to try.

When Jiang Sui came out of the alley, Zhao Ziwu and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him.

"Why did you go there just now? When you look back, you are gone."

Jiang Sui didn't answer immediately, but remembered the encounter in the alley just now, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. In the hazy white mist, he smiled slyly, as if he had caught a very satisfied prey: "I came with someone in the alley A fierce melee."

"What scuffle?"

Zhao Ziwu said worriedly: "You won't meet that brother Cheng on the opposite side, will you?"

"Brother Cheng?"

Unlike Jiang Sui who is fully armed every time he fights for fear of being recognized by others, this brother Cheng is the current boss of Chengnan, the legendary tactician who made everyone scold him, and never fought on both sides from the beginning to the end. He has shown his face in the past and is so mysterious that everyone only knows that there is a word Cheng in his name.

Jiang Sui said, "He didn't come either?"

"Yeah, I don't know why he went."

"Brother Cheng, why did you go there just now?" Gu Yu asked in wonder.

Just now, when he turned his head, Lu Chengren disappeared. After finally waiting for a call, he heard Lu Cheng say to let him go and come to the old place.

Lu Cheng glanced at him indifferently, he was still holding the "Three Thousand Words in English" that came along in his hand, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Before he could open his mouth, the little brother behind him, Fu Zhixin, said, "Didn't you realize that the one who beat you the most is not here today?"

Everyone suddenly realized.

"I rely on that Rakshasa. When I saw him, my legs were weak, and I was scared of being beaten."

"Usually he is the most active in fighting, right?"

Lu Cheng listened to their spontaneous brainstorming, didn't bother to explain, took out his mobile phone to pass the time.

The mobile phone was pulled out of the pocket, and something was brought out, and it fell to the ground along with it.

Lu Cheng followed the voice and glanced, it was a big white rabbit toffee.

The palms of his hands seemed to still have the warmth of the other's soft cheeks. The young man looked small, but he was not particularly thin, but rather round and well-proportioned, hiding exuberant vigor and vitality.

meet again.

He twisted his index finger, and his expression returned to normal.

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When Bai Doudou was ten years old, because she failed the exam, sobbing and wearing a swimming ring, she jumped into the one-meter-high small river pond at home.

After sitting against the wall for 10 minutes, he didn't wait to look for his parents anxiously, but when he waited... a small broken magic lamp.

The little magic lamp looked as big as him, with red lips and white teeth, but a serious expression like a little adult: "You found me, and I can grant you three wishes."

Bai Doudou: "Huh?"

After the little magic lamp was adopted by the Bai family, he officially became Bai Doudou's elder brother.

After growing up, Bai Doudou's nature of talking and chatting remained unchanged, and he pestered Brother Deng Shen day and night.

The magic lamp who wrote the May [-] exercises in the world until he had a nervous breakdown endured and endured: "Don't talk."

"Today I'm &%&... um!"

Under the light, the lamp god lowered his long eyelashes, pressed his slender fingers against Bai Doudou's pouty lips, a faint white light flashed, and easily sealed Bai Doudou's mouth: "I see, don't speak. "

Bai Doudou: "Woooooooh" (You are unreasonable and you use your power to seal my mouth!)

The magic lamp pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up when he lowered his head.

Magic lamp, magic lamp, if you are really alive, please grant my three wishes.

You shall always be healthy, always happy, and always love me.