I turned my face to the side angrily, and my eyes crawled on the window pane in confusion. Mobile

The man sitting across from me didn't realize that he had made a mistake, and his two shrewd glances stuck to half of my face more than the stickiest kraft candy.

"Wu Xiaoqi, can I ask, did you sneak away from Zuo Lan's house without greeting you tonight, was it because you were angry? or jealous?"

Jiang Beisheng asked happily, I didn't let my eyebrows go, and sneered.

"Whether I'm angry or jealous is my private matter. Not inquiring into each other's private affairs seems to be a clause in the contract, you shouldn't have forgotten, right?"

Treat others the way they do, and I'm happy to pick up his teeth and wisdom in front of him.

Jiang Beisheng's posture of supporting his face with one hand still hasn't changed, the only thing that has changed is that his other hand has been lowered from under the table to the table at some point.

When I swept over, the hands on the table were in a half-clenched fist, loose and saggy, like the old man who was holding a corner and listening to the play, intermittently, knocking out a residual sound regardless of the depth or light.

Although it is a residual sound, the tone is particularly festive to listen to. This blatant auditory conflict all reveals that the owner of this hand is in a good mood at the moment.

If he is good, I will not be able to do anything.

Especially right now.

"Wu Xiaoqi, you are a person," the residual voice was still in the middle, and the man criticized very sincerely: "Typical unloading and killing donkeys, employing people to face forward and not people to face backward ......"

"What are you doing?"

A scream.

"Smack"

A crisp slap.

"Bang dang" "Bang dang"

A few raindrops of dense collision.

In less than twenty seconds, it was all in full swing.

I can't tell whether I rushed out first or Jiang Beisheng. Anyway, I tried my best to only hug half of my body with black nail polish, but fortunately, Jiang Beisheng was strong enough, not only did he not move the milk tea boy, but he was also able to drag the milk tea boy back ten steps quickly every time the black nail polish approached.

Otherwise, this pair of boys and girls don't know what kind of trouble they are going to cause?

……

Thirty minutes later, the fight turned into a roundtable negotiation.

Jiang Beisheng looked at the milk tea boy on his left side seriously, and then looked at the black nail polish on his right hand side more seriously, and finally, he hated iron and steel, and looked at me who was paralyzed directly opposite him.

"You," Jiang Beisheng retracted his gaze, clenched his right hand into a fist, and knocked heavily on the table in front of the black nail polish: "Go and pour a glass of warm water for Aunt Xiaoqi." ”

"Huh~" The little girl rolled her eyelids, glanced at me very compassionately, and then quickly turned to Jiang Beisheng: "Uncle, how old are you this year?"

"I'm asking you to pour water, not asking you how old I am. Jiang Beisheng's face sank, and the terrifying fierce light made a comeback again, so terrifying that even the milk tea boy couldn't help but shrink his neck.

A timid boy like a mouse, he likes a bold girl.

I looked at the unbelieving smile on the corner of my black nail polish mouth, and my sympathy for the boy began to flood with it.

He gritted his teeth and straightened his waist: "I'm not thirsty, let's ask the point." As soon as I finished saying seven words, I had to stop and lick my dry lips before continuing: "Which of you two will say it first?"

"Whoever likes to talk about it will go first, anyway, I don't have anything to say. The black nail polish shook his head cynically.

"You don't have anything to say?" I frowned, "Okay, then you say." I turned to look at the milk tea boy, and as soon as my eyes touched his quiet and well-behaved face, it immediately softened like water: "Tell us, did she slap you? Why did she hit you?"

The boy's face flushed after I finished asking.

She ...... She ...... "hesitantly", which is even more pitiful: "I saw her, she spit into your iced tea...... Spit out ......"

"Boy, do you dare to talk nonsense? Look at Lao Tzu, I won't smoke you to death!"

"Since you don't want to settle privately, let's report the case. Jiang Beisheng said coldly: "Let the police inform your parents to go to the police station to ransom people." ”

"Che, what kind of adults are you who threaten us children if you don't have the ability?" The black nails slapped the table in a hurry, Jiang Beisheng was unmoved: "I'll give you ten seconds to think about it, one, two, three, four, five, ......"

"Okay, okay," black nail polish suddenly cried, "I admit, I spit a mouthful of phlegm into her cup......"

I closed my eyes, and all I felt was a sea of discomfort and nausea in my stomach. I can't help but shout in my heart: What is the matter with today's education? What kind of teacher and parent can teach children like this?

"Xiaoqi?" I couldn't hear any superfluous sounds, and my mind was full of "Do you want to smoke her to death"?

When Jiang Beisheng's face changed abruptly, he ran around most of the round table to me, supported my shoulder with one hand, held my wrist with the other, and pressed and pinched me, and my heart for murder calmed down a little.

"Are you okay?, was she kicked by mistake when you were trying to fight just now?"

It seems that only at this time is Jiang Beisheng wholeheartedly good to me.

"Well, what do you say?" My mind had just cleared up from the chaos to six points, and the black nail polish jumped out and harmed my nerves: "You rely on me if your own wife's body is useless?" I tell you, even if you hand me over to the police station, I am not afraid, Lao Tzu is sitting upright, and if he doesn't kick, he doesn't kick. I will not be coerced by you!"

"In that case," I finally relieved myself and gave Jiang Beisheng a look: "You can call your cousin." Didn't you say last time that your cousin was transferred to our neighborhood police station as the director?"

"Oh, I really forgot about her if you didn't mention it. Tell me first, where did she kick you? I'll talk to my cousin when I call. ”

"You...... You guys...... I, I'm underage. ”

A fierce child is not fierce in nature, but a child.

From the undisguised fear of black nail polish, I saw a girl who was reckless and simple-minded, and couldn't help but smile faintly: "Although sixteen years old is underage, it is not a problem to go to the juvenile detention center." The iron gates there will let you know that heaven and earth can also be very narrow. ”

"Hey...... Hey......"

The black nail polish finally broke down to the point of trembling.

When Jiang Beisheng saw it, his eyes flashed, and a faint smile just rolled up at the corner of his mouth quietly, forgetting to stretch. If you are not familiar with him, you will not be able to find this smile that is more subtle than the stars.

Right now, this is the case with the milk tea boy and the black nail polish.

One turned pale, and the other cried nervously and crampedly: "Okay, okay, where did you say I kicked you, I'...... I'll admit that I kicked you, you, don't send me, just send me to the juvenile detention center. That, that, what?" the little girl panted intermittently: "Medical expenses, you, how much do you want? ”

Jiang Beisheng and I looked at each other and smiled.

"You," I pointed to the milk tea boy, who looked up at me uneasily, "Do you know her?"

The boy shook his head.

"Come here...... Drinking milk tea?"

The boy nodded.

I was right.

"Tell me the truth, what the hell do you hate about him?"

I turned to black nail polish.

"He doesn't know me, but I know him. The little girl twitched and twitched: "His girlfriend is my classmate." Yesterday at school, I said in front of the whole class that I was not educated because my mother could not teach. ”

There's nothing wrong with that.

"So, you're pouring your anger on him?" Jiang Beisheng glared at me who was laughing, and then asked.

"His girlfriend regards him as more important than herself, I don't beat him, who do I beat?"

Oh my mother, it's such a strong logic.

"Your mother'......"

"Xiaoxiao, why did you come here?" Before the words were finished, an impatient woman rushed in, and the black nail polish just glanced coldly: "I'm in a hurry, my little yo, I'm not allowed to come next time, do you hear?"

When a mother always thinks that her child is good, but this mother ......

I patted my forehead: This, isn't this the wife of my lover?