Chapter 2: Fighting Back
"Stop?" The boy lowered his voice and approached rudely pinching the chin of the teenager leaning against the corner, supporting the wall with one hand, directly knocking the boy on the corner, and the shadow cast by the height of one meter eight completely enveloped the thin teenager, with a strong oppression.
Sharp eyes stared at the young man who couldn't see clearly, "What do you want to say?" The little young master of the Ye family? The words were frivolous and sarcastic.
The boy finally raised his head, and the eyes hidden in the power met his gaze, and the light of the sunlight gap happened to hit the shadows on the young man's thick eyelashes, and the boy's faint light blue eyes were like the junction of water waves and sunlight on the sea, bright and clear, and what surprised him the most was that he thought that he would see resentment, anger, unwillingness, and humiliation in the young man's eyes, but no.
Not only no, but his eyes were not shocked, even calmer than stagnant water, for no reason, people had a sense of powerlessness to hit a fist on cotton, and there was an illusion of being teased, and it was clear that the person who was taught a lesson was him, wasn't it?!
Why is he feeling a little crazy at the moment?
Just when he was still looking for why he was depressed, the young man's slender hand grasped his wrist, which was white and the fingers were as beautiful as sculptures, and he thought that if it was made into a sample, it should be a world-class eye!
The moment he was distracted, he tasted pain, a taste he could hardly experience.
His wrist was flipped with irresistible force, and when he turned around, he pressed his hand back to a position behind his back that was difficult to move, bent his knee and hit him at the elbow of his leg and pressed him to one knee against the wall, one hand grabbed his hair and forced him to hold his head high, he stared inexplicably at the young man's overly bright eyes fluttering in his hair, listening to his chuckle and playful tone, "How is it?" Is it fun? ”
All the movements were in the moment of lightning and fire, and several younger brothers in military uniforms around exclaimed, "Brother Long! ”
Long Aojie felt that his arm was completely unable to move, and the perfection of that set of actions to capture people was incredible, and the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye, which made people think back to the look of cowardice and dare not resist being slaughtered a minute ago.
I thought it was really getting more and more interesting!
With a wave of his hand, he replied, "Nothing! The boys stopped coming forward.
The young man bent the corners of his mouth, revealing his big white teeth, "It's fun!" "I tried to get rid of the boy's simple suppressive actions but found that I couldn't do it, when did Ye Xiange, a little weak chicken, have such a strong power!
Just when Ye Xiange wanted to say something, she found a young man standing between the lights and shadows not far away, and immediately loosened the clamp on Long Aojie, brushed off her bangs, tidied up her clothes, and then looked at the other party, this is the elegant etiquette in her bones, and she doesn't want her image to be imperfect!
The young man looked like he was about seventeen years old, one meter nine tall, but his figure was thin, as if he was sick all the year round, his delicate and manly face was a hundred times more perfect than a carefully carved sculpture, and the proportions of his body were very enviable, it was a scenery she had never seen before, and it was really awesome to look at such a demonic face and still sway around!
The most striking thing was the eyes, their long, curly eyelashes that hid the indifference to the extreme, and when he saw them, he seemed to only glance at them briefly, and then he left with his pockets in his long legs, and they seemed to be a non-existent backdrop in his eyes.
Honestly, this is the first time she's seen someone so boring!