Tan Mochen shouted a little angrily, "You have to get it, I'm afraid of you, go to my house, my family's things are not expensive, just smash them, okay!" ”

Tan Mochen was finally defeated.

There's no way, who made him can't help but be timid when he thinks of Yu Luoxi's tightly knit eyebrows.

After all, when he smashed those high walls before, Tan Mochen had seen that kind of pity in Yu Luoxi's place, of course, this look was to look at the dying flowers that were smashed in the corners of the walls.

If it weren't for himself, even if he proposed, he would definitely buy some more flowers and plants to fill the flowers and plants that were smashed by himself, I'm afraid Yu Luoxi would have been angry at that time.

I don't have too many furnishings in my own home, so it's a blessing in misfortune at this time.

Tan Mochen silently made up his mind, wait a minute, he must turn this evil breath into a sharp fist, and get it back on Yu Boya little by little.

The two of them stood in the courtyard, their eyes seemed to be spraying flames, and neither of them refused to lose to the other in momentum.

Tan Mochen looked at the saber on Yu Boya's waist and spoke: "Let's fight with our bare hands, move the sword or something, in case you are injured, I really have no way to explain to your sister." ”

The contempt in Tan Mochen's eyes was obvious, and his words were full of provocations, especially the word "Sister", which dragged on for a long time.

What Yu Boya is most annoyed to hear is probably these two words.

Because he knows very well that Yu Luoxi has always loved him as a younger brother, and it is precisely because of this that he must love so forbearance, and put his whole heart in a place where the sun can't find it, so that he can hold the budding love branch from withering under the scorching sun.

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best may not be your pillow person, but your enemy.

Tan Mochen knows Yu Boya's weakness, and he can easily anger Yu Boya, and Yu Boya also knows Tan Mochen's sore spots.

The knife between rivals in love has always been where it hurts the most to stab each other.

"Yes, at least I can get Yu Luoxi's love with the title of my younger brother, even if it's family love, it's better than you who have nothing. In the future, he became the Ninety-Five, do you think that a person like Luo Xi, who is strong and dares to love and hate, will let himself live in a cage for the rest of his life? It's a fool's dream. ”

"You ......"

"What am I, where do I get so much nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Boya clenched his fists and waved them in the direction where Tan Mochen was standing.

Tan Mochen quickly moved to the side, then reached out to open Yu Boya's fist, and then shouted to stop.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute......"

"What's wrong? Scared? Yu Boya stood a little proudly not far from Tan Mochen.

Tan Mochen stretched out his hand to take off the wooden hairpin in his hair, reached out and picked out a large leaf on the tree above his head, and then put the wooden hairpin on the ground carefully and gently.

"This was given to me by your sister, I think it should be a love thing, don't be ruined by you."

Yu Boya's teeth itched, and he couldn't wait to rush over and break the wooden hairpin and slam it on the ground, so he didn't believe that it was Yu Luoxi's love gift to Tan Mochen.

Yu Boya stood in place, watching Tan Mochen put it away and patting the surrounding dust with his hand.

Wait until Tan Mochen waved his fist and shouted, "Take it!" Yu Boya suddenly shouted.

Tan Mochen knew that Yu Boya would definitely imitate his own words to stimulate himself, so he stopped his movements and stood in place with his hands folded, to see what tricks Yu Boya could play.

Yu Boya looked at Tan Mochen, smiling sly and proudly.

"This shirt, but Yu Luoxi sewed it for me with stitches and threads, and you can't tear it for me......"

There was some envy in Tan Mochen's eyes.

"This pair of shoes, Yu Luoxi also gave me a good soles and made them according to the size of my feet, in case of a fight, I kicked you and made you vomit blood, dirty my shoes......"

In addition to envy, there was also a trace of anger in Tan Mochen's eyes.

"Also, this sachet ......"

Yu Boya removed the sachet from his waist, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it deeply, and then closed his eyes with satisfaction and let out a pleasant "um" soft exhalation.

"She did this for you, too?"

Yu Boya put these things next to the wooden hairpin, glanced back at Tan Mochen, and replied quite unremarkably: "What if not?" Could you have done it for me? ”

Tan Mochen looked at the pile of things, and his tiny wooden hairpin looked extremely cold.

"What is there to be proud of, sooner or later...... Sooner or later, she will be mine. Tan Mochen retracted his gaze and looked at Yu Boya very fiercely.

Such a long prelude finally kicked off the war between the two people because of this sentence.

Yu Boya shouted: "You want to be beautiful!" Then he rushed over with his fists fluttering.

The two of them scuffled together in an instant.

is obviously a person who is unpredictable in two kung fu, but at this time, there is no rules and routines to speak of.

Swing your fist wherever it hurts, even if you have to receive a heavy blow from the other party.

There are two big men, one is strong and powerful, and the other is like a bamboo.

The two of them practiced with swords and other weapons, and it was the first time for them to go into battle with their bare hands.

In the past, the movements were as light as flying and heavy as thunderbolts, and when they danced their swords, they were like rabbits and self-falcons, and their gods were like cats catching rats, but in such close combat, neither of them could get half a benefit.

Especially when two people disregard it like this, this kind of practice of hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicting eight hundred, it didn't take long for both of them to hang up.

I don't know how long it took, both of them were exhausted, and there was no longer any strength to make themselves clench their fists and raise their arms to wave at each other, before they lay shoulder to shoulder, panting on the ground.

"You didn't win!" Tan Mochen watched the sunlight pouring down from the leaves, leaving mottled shallow shadows, and he felt extremely happy for a while.

"But I didn't lose either!" Not to be outdone, Yu Boya was not to be outdone.

I don't know how long it has been, Yu Boya hasn't fought with someone so carelessly, this is not just a competition for high and low, but more like a kind of venting, a kind of rebirth after sweating.

Neither of them was convinced, but they really didn't have the strength to continue the competition, so they each lay on the ground and turned their heads to win each other with the coercion released by their eyes.

Both of them are stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat in their eyes.

No one will back down.

No one is afraid.

"Poof......

"Poof......

The two of them looked at each other for a long time, and they laughed in unison, and the whole person trembled lightly when they laughed.