"Hehe, what are the consequences of provoking you?" When Morlivan kicked Weekend's head, Weekend suddenly smiled coldly.

There has always been only sympathy for Wu Dalang who was kicked by Ximen Qing, and no one cheered for Wu Dalang to clench his fists, so that Wu Dalang was kicked upside down and got up again, waving the flat shoulder in his hand to beat Ximen Qingtaya.

Similarly, the people here on the weekend did not shout cheers for the weekend, and the big fat man, Dawei and others shouted in unison: "Boss, be careful!" ”

Yan Qingcai's little pink fist was clenched tightly, and the nails that had been smeared into transparency were deeply embedded in the flesh, and the blood red was clearly visible.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Mo Liwen's kick stopped, and on the weekend when his hands were on the ground, the whole person suddenly stood up, and his head grazed the soles of Mo Liwen's feet, like a bent pine, because he couldn't bear the pressure, he suddenly rebounded.

Without waiting for the body to stand up straight, the big hand of the weekend slashed horizontally at the calf and ankle of Morlivan, hand knife!

"Click!"

The crisp sound resounded very abruptly in the large classroom, and in the next second, Mo Liwen let out a terrible scream: "Ah! ”

is like Wu Dalang who was kicked out of the door by Ximen Qing, he tampered with the plot and subverted the setting, the fart bounced up as soon as he hit the ground, raised the flat pole in his hand to carry the cooking cake, and smashed it on the head of the invincible Ximen Qing.

The calf and ankle were broken by the weekend's hand knife, and as Morlivan screamed, his body lost his center of gravity and fell backwards with a bang.

"I said, I'm going to break your mouth!" Before Mo Liwen fell to the ground, Zhou Zhou suddenly grabbed one of his hands and pulled it hard, and Mo Livan, who had already fallen, was pulled to his feet again.

Ignoring the look of horror in Morlivan's eyes, the hand that had just broken Morlivan's ankle with a hand knife was swung out again, and it was not until this moment that everyone present noticed that the hand was black, as if it had just dug coal, and a punch slammed into Morlivan's mouth.

At the same time that his front teeth fell to the ground, the hand that Zhou Zhou held on to him loosened easily, and Morlivan fell to the ground straight and straight, and the flesh around his mouth was blurred.

"Big fat man, take this stupid fork away, Dawei, call and ask Mo Laodao how he wants to play!" It wasn't until this moment that the weekend had the time to raise his hand and wipe the nosebleed, which had already solidified, and when he wiped it, his mouth and chin were black.

Yan Qingcai, who was originally quite aggrieved, didn't think about it at this moment, took out a pack of toilet paper from her schoolbag and greeted her: "Brother Zhou, give!" ”

Raising his eyes to look at Yan Qingcai in front of him, his cheeks were moist on both sides, and his little nose was twitching, and it could be seen that Yan Qingcai was still aggrieved.

After a pause, he raised his hand to pick up the tissue handed by Yan Qingcai: "Thank you...... Thank you ......"

After all, the trembling hand failed to take the tissue handed by Yan Qingcai, and the weekend felt that his steps were vain, and he almost fell into Yan Qingcai's arms.

"Brother Zhou!" Yan Qingcai was very close to the weekend, and naturally found that the weekend's body was shaky, she couldn't help but exhale softly, and her hands subconsciously wanted to help the weekend.

"Let me put on a fork!" After saying this to Yan Qingcai lightly on the weekend, he turned around and turned his back to those Morlivan's companions in the Taekwondo Club, "I said, I just came to find Morlivan, a big fool, classmates, continue to practice your taekwon!" ”

His steps were small, but his body was steady, and he walked step by step to the door of the big classroom, which was really a bit of the charm of the horse's eye.

"Brother Zhou, wait!" Yan Qingcai hesitated for a long time and caught up.

"Something?" Didn't look back over the weekend, but stood still.

"I'm going to light a cigarette for you!" Yan Qingcai, who is usually shy enough to blush when she sees the opposite sex, after catching up with the weekend, the schoolbag in her hand was thrown directly on the ground, presumably she also saw that standing like this on the weekend was strong, and most of the support would fall down soon, so Yan Qingcai's movements were very urgent, and she was half-kneeling on the ground all of a sudden, and her knees in jeans looked particularly exquisite.

Yan Qingcai poured all the things in her schoolbag to the ground, there were Kang Yin's textbooks, paper and pencils, and of course, there were also embarrassing tissues used by girls every few days of the month, but if there was anything most conspicuous about what she poured out, it must be the one-dollar plastic lighter and the three-dollar pack of cigarettes.

No one knows why Kang Yin's school flower, plain and quiet, and shy to the point of blushing when she sees someone, why she has a lighter and cigarettes in her cute yellow schoolbag, and it is still the cheapest lighter for the inferior cigarettes, and the uncle who sells breakfast at the school gate is more expensive than Yan Qingcai's.

The pack of cigarettes was not new, but opened, and at most only half a pack remained. At this point, even the weekend is unexpected, is Xiao Nizi smoking?

Ignoring the strange eyes that came from the weekend, Yan Qingcai blushed her cheeks with shame, took out a cigarette in a panic, and then held it in front of Weekend with both hands, but when she saw that the hand stretched out by Weekend was full of bruises and scarred nosebleeds, Yan Qingcai hurriedly changed her movements and directly stuffed the cigarette into Weekend's lips.

On the weekend, his mouth was touched by a nosebleed, giving people a very rough feeling, but when he opened his mouth to pick up the cigarette, Yan Qingcai still felt hot.

Yan Qingcai's movements were faster, as if she was in a hurry, she hurriedly raised the lighter again, she tiptoed slightly, and the lighter snapped into a pale yellow flame.

"I didn't mean to scold you just now, I was afraid that you would rush up and help me in danger." When he leaned over to light a cigarette on the weekend, he whispered such a sentence in Yan Qingcai's ear.

Yan Qingcai was completely stunned, she turned around and limped out of the big classroom on the weekend, she was still standing stupidly in place with a lighter, it turned out that he cared about me!

"Ahh When the pale yellow flame made the lighter hot, Yan Qingcai woke up, panicked and got all the things on the ground into the schoolbag, and then chased out of the big classroom with the schoolbag.

In the huge classroom, even if the group of people disappeared on the weekend, even if Yan Qingcai floated out like a gust of fragrant wind, it was still as quiet as death, everyone's faces were black lines, the corners of their mouths trembled slightly, and the scene of Yan Qingcai lighting a cigarette for the weekend still echoed in their minds.

Yan Qingcai, who was pursued by countless men but couldn't break it, was suspected of being a Kangyin school flower with a problem with her sexual orientation, and actually took the initiative to light a cigarette for men......

Night has fallen, and the Kangyin at night gives people the feeling that the moon is under the moon, at least Yan Qingcai, who is sitting back to back by the flower platform on the weekend, thinks so.

"Brother Zhou, why don't you go back with the big fat man?" When Yan Qingcai said this, her heart was beating and beating, she could feel the body temperature on the weekend coming from the vest, and she could feel the male breath on the weekend, so Yan Qingcai felt suffocated, of course, more of a temptation.

When Yan Qingcai asked this, it seemed that she was asking casually, and it seemed that she was looking for a topic, but the soft girl knew her own motives very well in her heart, she just wanted to hear that the reason why she stayed on the weekend was to be alone with her.

Yan Qingcai's answer on the weekend disappointed, and at the same time, she was also a little depressed: "I was beaten by Mo Liwen so that my bones almost fell apart, I couldn't walk, and I didn't want them to help me, in that case, my image would plummet." ”

"Is this a death to save face and suffer sin?" Yan Qingcai was depressed and wanted to hit the weekend.

"Sort of, you have to die to save face and suffer the crime!" When he said this on the weekend, he said it with a smile, a faint smile, although Yan Qingcai and him were back to back, Yan Qingcai could feel that when he said this, the corners of his mouth rose, "However, I die to save face because of people, for example, in front of you, I won't die to save face, otherwise how can I stay in Kangyin instead of walking outside the school gate and squatting on the wall alone!" ”

"Hehe......" Yan Qingcai deliberately asked herself not to be excited by the sweet words of the weekend, she held back her laughter, pursed her lips, and asked a little timidly, "Since you want to maintain a tall image, why don't you die in front of me to save face, am I also a human being?" ”

"There's no need for that in front of you." I didn't even think about it on the weekend and blurted it out.

"Why?" Yan Qingcai asked, in a very serious tone, when she asked about the weekend, she was even ready to turn her head to look at the weekend, but as soon as her body moved, she had a tendency to lie down on the weekend, so she sat back on the flower platform again, and even deliberately approached the weekend, she used herself as a cushion for the sofa.

"Why do you have so many questions today?" When he was talking on the weekend, he really used Yan Qingcai's back as a cushion for the sofa, and moved his body against Yan Qingcai's vest, as if to make himself more comfortable, and pressed the delicate Yan Qingcai to the point that he almost fell down, "You have asked me so many questions, can I ask you one?" ”

"Ask me what?" Yan Qingcai said curiously.

"Your aunt didn't come today, did she?" He blurted out over the weekend because he was afraid that if he hesitated, he would never be able to say it again.

"Uh......" was with the weekend, Yan Qingcai obviously felt that her head was not enough, just like paste, she didn't expect that on the weekend, which is usually unfathomable and unsmiling, she would suddenly ask this very frivolous question, this sentence, the meaning of the teasing is too strong, so that the flustered Yan Qingcai didn't know how to answer, paused, Yan Qingcai sold Guanzi, "Why ask such a shameful question about the girl's family, I can refuse to answer it." ”

"No way!" The weekend was very resolute, and Yan Qingcai, who originally gave Yan Qingcai a grinning tone, became serious at this moment, as if Yan Qingcai didn't come to the eldest aunt, and he had a personal interest entanglement, "Qingcai, you can refuse to answer other questions, but this question can't!" ”

"Brother Zhou, you are so domineering!" Yan Qingcai realized that her situation was irreversible, and the soft girl who was already thin-skinned had hot cheeks at this moment, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to escape.

However, the weekend is like a roundworm in her stomach, when Yan Qingcai just had the idea of whether to run away, the weekend who was leaning on her suddenly grabbed her hand from behind unconsciously, and the weekend was probably swallowing saliva, so the tone of his voice was a little stiff: "Didn't come, right?" ”

The soft little hand was grabbed by a big hand, Yan Qingcai, who was so ashamed that she wanted to run away, was hooked, she found that she couldn't resist the breath emanating from the weekend at all, and she couldn't escape the palm of the weekend at all.

Perhaps, she herself is not willing to escape!

"Brother Zhou, go to my house!" Yan Qingcai forced her little heart beating wildly and blurted out.

In the next second, she got up from the flower platform with a bang, almost causing Weekend, who had lost her cushions, to fall.

couldn't help but say, Yan Qingcai grabbed the weekend's big hand, without the slightest pause, and walked briskly towards the outside of the school gate.

Kangyin's campus is surprisingly large, so late, the campus bus has already left work, and a man and a woman in a hurry are walking faster and faster, and the more they walk, the more they walk, the more urgent they are, and finally they are rushing out of the school gate.

"Master, hurry up!" The two got into the taxi, and after Yan Qingcai informed the taxi driver of the place name, he added such a sentence on the weekend.