The fight in high school was also on North Street.

However, the North Street of the past, and the bustling streets of today, are completely different.

At that time, there was no food court here, only dirty snack bars, even dirtier than the red light street, but there was no place to compare the liveliness there.

On hot summer nights, the smell of barbecue mixed with the aroma of chestnuts fried with sugar, the bustling crowds, all kinds of snack stalls line along the street until they are out of sight, the food stalls are always full, the waiters carry large cups of draft beer, shuttle among the diners, teppanyaki and spicy crayfish under the electric light, filled with the mouth-watering aroma of pepper sesame pepper.

Someone pulls a simple portable speaker and sings with a microphone. The girl who was selling flowers carefully leaned down in front of Ah B and asked if she wanted to buy one for the girl next to her, but Ah B raised her hand and pointed at me. I bought a rose and pretended to be natural and handed it to Chen Yiyao.

"Happy birthday."

She deliberately wrinkled her nose, patted the back of my hand, and said "cheesy", but she still smiled and took the rose, put it under her nose and smelled it.

A few street thugs with Tricky Boy hairstyles, shirts, and open arms, swaggering along the road with their toes high, whistled as they passed by our table where we were eating crayfish.

In fact, whistling is nothing, and the past is over. Shouldn't be, a guy with a cigarette shouted: "Niu'er, I have time to play game consoles with my brother." ”

"Grass! Who do you shout? Ah B was the first to stand up and curse with his neck crossed.

I kept advising him next to me: "Don't make trouble, if you beat them, the school will punish them." ”

"Yo, which school? Don't go to self-study at night, come out to clean up? ”

The other thug yelled crookedly.

In those years, "Crazy Boy" became popular in video halls all over China, and wherever there were junior high schools and high schools, students were imitating the underworld ruffians of Ekin Cheng and Chen Xiaochun. Several thugs were obviously also deeply affected, and inside the open shirt was a tattoo on half of their chest.

"Pack up your mother, XX." Officer Li, no, Li Anbang was in a hurry at that time, and he scolded when he opened his mouth.

Isn't this scene the scene of Chen Haonan and Xiao Stammering encountering a provocation?

When the other party rushed up, I was the first to kick it.

Chen Yiyao was next to me, I let Huan'er beat them, who let them dare to tease my Chen Yiyao.

A few of us are practicing boxing, where are our opponents? The guy with the cigarette in his mouth was beaten to the ground by me, and his mouth was still screaming:

"Fuck, which school do you have? I'm the fifth brother of North Street! You wait! ”

In that fight, my shirt was torn open, we lived in the school at that time, Chen Yiyao went to school, she took me home, her parents were on a business trip, and she was the only one who lived by herself.

She asked me to sit on the bed in the bedroom, dug out a box, sewed my clothes with needles and threads, and wiped the wounds on my body with medicinal wine.

I still remember it.

Chen Yiyao was like a little daughter-in-law, ordering me to lie down honestly, so I didn't dare to move shirtless, and lay my head on her lap. She leaned in front of me, pinching cotton with her fingers, dipping it in iodine and gently rubbing the bruise on my chest.

In fact, it wasn't an injury, but it was just rubbed, and there were a few blood streaks. But she gave me medicine seriously, I tensed my body, I only felt the fragrance in front of me, her slightly shy but sparkling eyes, like a pool of water, buried my whole body deeply.

The hem of her dress was loose and tickled against the tip of my nose. I rubbed my nose and couldn't help but sneeze, but all at once I blew the corners of her clothes. I only felt a dazzling light, and a strange small piece of clothing with a blue background appeared in front of my eyes, and I was stunned for a moment before I realized that it was the underwear she was wearing.

I let out an "oops" and closed my eyes nervously. She pinched my ear fiercely, scolded "Dead Ah Chen", and then put her hand on my face and rubbed it gently. My face was very hot, and I believe she was too, because when I opened my eyes, her eyes were full of smiles, her face was crimson, her chest was heaving, and she asked me what I saw, and I just shook my head, and my head was full of blue underwear, and I couldn't hold the bright moonlight.

I reached out and put my arms around her neck, and I felt that the place where I could reach was silky. She leaned down, her lips lightly imprinted on the corners of my mouth, like a dragonfly, and immediately left. I just felt like there was a volcano in my body that was about to erupt at any moment.

"I still want it." I begged softly.

"The beauty of thought!" She blushed and refused.

"It's beautiful." With a slight squeeze of my palm, I brought her head in front of my eyes. Her heart was beating fast, her breathing was getting hotter and hotter, I only knew that I was dizzy, the tip of my tongue came a soft and sweet taste, her lips and teeth were under my deep kiss, and finally I couldn't help but open lightly, I greedily took it, her taste made my heart sway, and I lost myself.

What a long kiss, and it took a long time for us to part.

My head buzzed, like a beast finally finding its home.

I gasped and uttered something that made me tremble:

"Chen Yiyao, I want you."