"Heads-up!" He raised his chin and pointed at him with his index finger, "Dare?" ”

He glanced at his movements, sneered, and took a few steps forward.

Yang Yingyun was happy, and shouted to the little brother behind him eagerly: "No one is allowed to help!" ”

"Come on, boss, teach him a good lesson!" A group of people was immediately excited.

"Tell him how to write if he's afraid!"

"Brother Yun won the treat!"

"Come on, Boss!"

I'm very confident.

"What a noise!" An upstairs resident opened the window and cursed.

"it, it's your business!" Immediately, someone scolded back, not to be outdone.

The man closed the window and said no more.

For a long time later, Yang Yingyun remembered the fight he had with Zhou Lishi, and he could also say with great pride that we had a fight, but I lost.

The two approached, without foreshadowing, and went straight to the point.

Yang Yingyun swung his fist and threw it at him, but he always seemed to be able to dodge it deftly.

Immediately annoyed: "Zhou Lishi, you have the ability not to hide!" ”

"That's right, if you can't beat it, kneel down and call Dad, and keep hiding a fart!"

"I thought he was so capable, Ma De Laozi squatted for several days, grass eggs!"

A whisper of discussion erupted

"Tsk." The young man dusted his shoulder, didn't seem to hear, and bent his eyebrows, "If you don't fight yet, go on." ”

"Good!"

……

Yang Yingyun barely reacted to how he moved his hand, until he was lying on the ground and felt the pain, only to find him standing next to him with a calm face.

The others gasped as they watched.

After being beaten, I felt that somewhere on my body began to ache again; I haven't been beaten, and I feel like I've been refreshed from the world.

They are all gangsters, and they are all wild people in the fight, and if you punch me, I will punch you.

The reason why Yang Yingyun can be the boss is because his ancestors have practiced boxing, and to sum up, he can fight better than ordinary people, and it hurts to beat people.

And every move of this young man seems to be careless, but he can catch the loophole of the person at once and easily subdue the person.

What the fuck......

Handsome.

"You can." Yang Yingyun gritted his teeth and stood up, and immediately a small group of people stepped forward to help him, but he dodged.

Zhou Lishi wiped a small opening on the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and a little blood stain remained on his skin, burning and gorgeous.

He hooked his lips, as if he was not the one who had a fight with someone just now, and shook his right hand, noble and elegant, without any so-called hard stubble:

"You're not bad."

He seemed to think for a moment, "It's rude to point a finger at someone." ”

“……”

The two switched directions when they fought.

Yang Yingyun saw something and spoke: "Small-"

Then I found myself doing more.

Huang Mao pounced, tripped under his feet again, and fell into a dog pit mud.

Zhou Lishi glanced at him, the corners of his lips curled, but his eyes were indifferent. The two were so close that he stepped forward and stomped on the back of his hand.

"Grass, you're sick!" He let out a cry of pain and tried to withdraw his hand, but he didn't move, "Ah, you let me go!" ”

"Stupid, it hurts Lao Tzu to death!"

But he was unmoved, he lowered his eyes, his eyes were not shocked, the corners of his lips were shallow smiles, and in a blink of an eye, he became more evil, like a demon fiddling with toys in the abyss, and like a goblin:

"It's true that the face looks good, but it's ......"

"Disgusting?"

"Dog stuff?"

"Kneel down and call Dad?"

Every time he said a word, he pressed the heel on his finger and added a little strength, and he looked very relaxed and happy to chat, but every movement scared the person to death.

Under the ink-colored eyebrows, there seems to be a hidden demon in the dark, bright and evil, bewitching and wild.

Yang Yingyun realized that he was just doing it with himself, and he was simply teasing him.

It's so ruthless.

Rumors don't deceive me.

"Zhou Lishi, you let him go."

He looked at him without replying, leaned over one hand on one of his knees, and leaned closer: "Hey, if you dare to touch her......"

The last few words came out slowly, his face was flat and with a smile, "Just die." ”

Angel-like appearance, but he can't hide a demon bone.

Until he turned to leave, everyone could not recover for a long time.

Yang Yingyun eased up, stepped forward and pulled up the yellow hair, and thought of something and "snorted" heavily: "You can, you're quite good at sneak attacks." ”

said that it was a heads-up, didn't it slap him in the face?

His lips squirmed: "Boss, didn't I watch him beat you......"

This reminded Yang Yingyun of his embarrassment just now, and cursed in a low voice.

On the campus of No. 1 Middle School.

Cheng Nuan hummed a tune, glanced at the class, and then walked in and pulled out his place and sat down.

I flipped through today's homework, closed the page, and put my face on the table in a daze.

There was a faint pain in her lower abdomen, and she pressed it with her arm, and her face was a little unpleasant.

Massive hemorrhage.

Of course, it's not a miscarriage, it's menstrual cramps.

Most of the girls stay in the sun for a short time, and when they see that the time is almost up, they feel cool back to class.

Seeing her, she was stunned at first, and then reacted: "Nuan Nuan? Are you okay, I heard you're not feeling well? ”

Under the weather? Oh damn it, the human mouth is poisonous.

"It's just that my stomach hurts a little, but it's okay." She replied weakly.

"It's okay." A girl with a better relationship came to her side and asked with concern.

She shook her head, unscrewed the cup from the drawer, took a sip of hot water, and lay down again.

"Cut, it's really hypocritical." Someone has a yin and yang strange airway.

She rolled her eyes on the spot and silently scolded "sick" with her mouth.

Zhou Li Nian entered the class door and saw her lying on her stomach, and raised her eyebrows silently.

I thought it was like it.

It wasn't until after school that she didn't know that it wasn't pretending.

"Hastily, it hurts the old lady to death." Cheng Nuan couldn't wait to pinch a piece of meat off his stomach, twisted his little face together, and walked out of the school gate, muttering all the way.

Lin Yun'er tugged on the strap of her schoolbag and smiled: "It's okay." ”

She shook her head and nodded, sighing, "This ice cream has a lot of energy." ”

"Die for yourself." Zhou Li commented and looked at her with disgust: "You can't go to physical education class, what kind of ice cream do you go out to eat." ”

"That's right, my aunt doesn't pay attention to it, and she still eats such cold things."

"You don't understand." She waved her hand and said seriously, "This is called the pain of love, and I am happy to die of pain." ”

"Hey, the pain of love is still in love, and I have goosebumps." Lin Yun'er rubbed her arm, and her aunt smiled: "Why did you fall in love and hurt?" ”

Cheng Nuan looked around and said mysteriously, "I suspect that you are doing Huang color." ”

"!" She nudged her.

Zhou Linian gave Cheng Nuan a look.

She immediately understood, and stood still: "Lose money!" ”

"Okay, you, it's warm, it's going to be warm, and you're going to touch the porcelain." Lin Yun'er made a gesture to step forward and kick her.

Cheng Nuan immediately wanted to hide.

"Yo-it's pretty hilarious." A discordant voice interjected, a little coquettish and coquettish.