Chapter 1: Confess you hit it, I like to hit the key

Chapter 1: Confess you hit it, I like to hit the key

"Brother Yu, that little bunny hasn't bothered you these days?"

Pei Yu ignored Zhou Yang, rubbed the cotton handkerchief between his neck with his slender and fair fingers, and wiped the slender neck with the pure white towel pressed against the pulp of his fingers.

The tennis racket held in the other hand swayed in the air, and with a glance, Zhou Yang touched his nose and took the tennis racket with interest.

Pei Yu changed his hands and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He had just exercised vigorously just now, and the thin sweat wetted his back, outlining his thin and slender back. Under his almost translucent white skin, there was a trace of abnormality. flushing.

"Cough-cough-"

There was something strange in the throat, dense itching came up, and Pei Yu couldn't help coughing twice.

Wiping his sweat, he walked to the locker room.

Zhou Yang didn't care about Pei Yu's indifferent appearance, he followed behind him chatteringly, just like the peacock's opening screen.

"I see that little **** is not quite right these days. After class, he always runs to the fourth get out of class. I have seen it several times!"

"Ning Shan is in class four."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yang snorted coldly and muttered with some disdain, "Who in school doesn't know that Ning Shan is under your cover, and I don't know what the **** is going on."

Pei Yu wiped his sweaty hands and looked back at Zhou Yang. Under the backlight, he outlined his cold outline, and Zhou Yang couldn't see his expression clearly.

Pei Yu took a step back, the itch in his throat became more and more obvious, like the tentacles of a butterfly scratching gently, dancing on it reluctantly,

"Cough-cough-cough-"

Unable to control, Pei Yu coughed more intensely.

Reaching out to cover his blushing lips, the strong cough made his dark pupils moist, and the bangs that were ruffled by the towel were scattered and drooping in front of his eyes, with a kind of fragmented beauty.

Zhou Yang couldn't see that the beauty was uncomfortable, and immediately became anxious. He walked forward quickly and wanted to help Pei Yushun lower his back.

"Oh, ancestor, the doctor said that you don't have to go to gym class and don't exercise vigorously!"

He was very distressed, but the movement of concern was ruthlessly stopped by the beauty's fingers on his chest,

The itch in his throat gradually subsided, and Pei Yu's fleeting sense of vulnerability also disappeared. With his fingertips up, he pressed his palm against Zhou Yang's approach and reached out to push it away. He pursed his lips, a little ruthless,

"You smell so bad and smell like perfume."

His voice was cold, like green mint in a soda.

Zhou Yang just came back from the basketball court and was wearing James' No. 23 jersey. He was sweating profusely when he heard Pei Yu's words, and immediately lowered his body and sniffed at himself, except for the smell of "manly", where is there any perfume the taste of?

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"Brother, don't wrong me!" Zhou Yang reluctantly spread his hands and approached Pei Yu reluctantly, wanting him to smell his own body, "Who the **** is spraying perfume all day!"

Hearing Zhou Yang's words, Pei Yu stood still and looked at Zhou Yang, his dark eyes staring at him for a moment.

Seeing Pei Yu's eyes, Zhou Yang felt a little guilty for no apparent reason. He pulled up his jersey, buried his head in it and took a deep breath, as if he really smelled the inexplicable fragrance of flowers.

Brother Yu has asthma and can't smell these smells.

"Hi-", Zhou Yang took a cold breath, "Stop talking about that."

Zhou Yang quickly took two steps back and moved to the safe area, and also changed the topic along the way.

Where did you just say? right! Yun Qiao's little turtle grandson!

He began to shout again, gnashing his teeth,

"It's not me, Yun Qiao's little **** must have been thinking about Ning Shan recently. He runs to the fourth shift when he sees the sky, and he has enough eyes on you every day. It doesn't matter if he wants to grab food and clothing. , it's not that bad, now that it's better, even no one will be spared."

"In addition to robbing you every day, going against you, and pretending to be pitiful in front of your dad, what else will he do!"

"Your dad spoils him again! It's so biased towards grandma's house."

Zhou Yang is not convinced, how can there be a person who raises other people's sons and treats his only biological son as grass.

His eyebrows were furrowed together, and his expression was not as condescending as before, with some sincere doubts,

"Tell me the truth, is he really not your father's illegitimate child?"

Since the old man of the Pei family found out that his Bai Yueguang and Yun Qiao were so unique, he immediately brought him back from the countryside and kept him by his side. Now he is fond of his own son, but Yun Qiao is not a safe person. , everything has to compete with Pei Yu, the serious son-in-law, and now he is paying attention to Ning Shan.

No one dares to think about it, and they don't even look at their own bad looks or not! ?

He coughed just now, Pei Yu's expression was sullen, the blush on his face slowly faded, he retracted his eyes, and was noncommittal about what Zhou Yang said.

I really hope it's an illegitimate child, but obviously, the fact that he is the son of that woman has already allowed the old man to spoil him like a jewel.

The two turned the corner, Pei Yu stopped by the vending machine, took out a few coins from his pocket and threw them in, and a can of Sprite rolled down.

Pei Yu threw the cotton handkerchief to Zhou Yang, bent down and picked up Sprite, his fair and slender index finger stretched into the pull ring and gently pulled, white bubbles burst out, Pei Yu looked gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhou Yang was attracted by the maroon head surrounded by the crowd not far away.

Chestnut Head was crowded against the wall outside the locker room door.

Chestnut head seems a little dizzy.

As soon as Yun Qiao opened her eyes, she found herself being stared at by countless pairs of eyes. At a glance, a group of strong men surrounded her aggressively and slowly approached.

Yun Qiao had a splitting headache at this time, she couldn't understand the situation at all, she only felt that the eyes of these people looking at her became more and more excited.

Like a hungry tiger rushing for food, she was so excited that it scared her.

The sense of oppression was too strong, Yun Qiao couldn't bear it, and with trembling steps, Yun Qiao retreated again and again, until she was abruptly pressed against the cold tiled wall.

The golden sunlight filtered through the corridor, penetrating her dark chestnut short curly hair, leaving the outline on the white wall.

It was not until this time that Yun Qiao, who was shivering in the corner, noticed that there was a cute girl with long hair standing in front of these 1.8 meters tall men.

Yun Qiao was in a daze, and the two dull hairs on the top of her head were raised a little uncontrollably.

The strong and strong Zuo Hufa has asked Yun Qiao with his rough voice that swallowed mountains and rivers,

"Why are you in a daze? Didn't you hear what Shan Shan asked you?"

The momentum was so fierce that Yun Qiao shivered with fright, but the beautiful girl waved her hand, directly stopping the fierce man from making things difficult. She glanced at Yun Qiao lightly, her voice sweet,

"You let him speak for himself."

The beautiful girl's small voice is also soft, but don't say it, it's quite easy to speak, the tall and big fierce man immediately fell silent when he heard this, as well-behaved as a little chicken.

Yun Qiao was still stunned just now, but now that she saw the loli and the fierce man in front of her singing and reconciling, she understood in an instant, and then took a deep breath.

School violence is in front of me?

Me, day, my day!

The opposing forces tightly surrounded Yun Qiao. Under the watchful eyes of the public, there was no way to escape. Yun Qiao's brain was running fast, and the final result was that if he started now, it would not be a fight at all, it would be a group fight! It's a gang fight! There is no chance of winning!

The forces of the two sides have been deadlocked for a long time, and the big eyes of the beautiful girl looked at her in a flash, as if looking forward to Yun Qiao's answer, and Yun Qiao also knew that if she did not answer well, she would be fat, the arms and legs were missing, and she would lack her arms. The little face that lost her beauty.

嘤TAT

But she didn't even know what the beautiful girl asked.

The atmosphere was stalemate for a long time. From the tense atmosphere, Yun Qiao noticed that the other party was almost unable to hold back the urge to hit her. At the critical moment, Yun Qiao decided to play stupid to save her life.

Yun Qiao stuck her body rigidly against the wall, trying to stay away from the group of people in front of her, with a positive smile on her face.

"Hey, beauty, are you going to the toilet too?"

Ning Shan: "?"

From the doubts in the eyes of the other beauty, Yun Qiao could see the big characters "Are you going to be beaten right now".

Yun Qiao didn't want to be beaten, she opened her big, flashing eyes, and the tea-brown eyes were almost transparent in the sunlight, she wanted to continue to confuse the topic,

"You didn't bring any paper, what a coincidence—"

"I didn't bring it either!"

Woohoo, let me go, my little body can't be beaten.

Yun Qiao put her performance on hold, Ning Shan glanced at her unpredictably, and said angrily,

"Yun Qiao, if you don't like me, just say it straight, you don't need to perfunctory me like this."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't like—" Yun Qiao was immersed in the grief of being beaten up, her brain was a little hard to turn, and when she heard the other party's boss speak, in order to save her life, she immediately agreed, but.

!

Did she hear something amazing?

Yun Qiao took a deep breath: "What did you just say?"

Ning Shan looked at her, her **** and white eyes were a little misty,

"I said, if you don't like me, just say it, you don't need to humiliate me like this!"

"You." Yun Qiao paused, not knowing why she was suddenly flustered, and even her voice trembled.

"You mean you like me?"

But I don't know you at all.

The other party's crying voice came to Yun Qiao's ears again, and she was confused. Yun Qiao only felt that she seemed to say those four words, but it didn't seem to be the case. There was a tearing pain in her mind. Her scalp was tingling.

When she looked up again, Yun Qiao was a little stunned. Details she hadn't noticed were taking root and sprout into her eyes.

The square is bright and covered with white marble in the corridor, and the group of beautiful girls on the opposite side are wearing tailored school uniforms, and then look downstairs.

The entire campus was clean and bright, with red orange sunlight shining brightly in, which was completely different from the narrow and old high school in her memory.

Consciousness gradually returned, and Ning Shan had already shed Qing Lingling's tears. The tall and dark-skinned Right Protector beside her couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Yun Qiao with a sloppy accent.

"We Shannier said we liked you, but you pretended not to hear you? Do you want to be beaten!?"

I heard.

However, how can you like me, not only do I not know you, but I am also a girl.

I'm a girl too?

Yun Qiao suddenly felt wrong, very wrong

Just now, the guardian left called her a brat, and the guardian right called her a brat. Is this a name for a young and beautiful girl?

Facing the disapproving gazes of the 1.8-meter strong men, Yun Qiao took a deep breath and stretched out her hand.

Yun Qiao: pupil-hole-earth-quake-

Help

What the **** is this?

Yun Qiao didn't care so much, and was not afraid of being crushed. Wearing a brown chestnut hair, he squeezed directly into the crowd, squeezed out a crack and rushed into the locker room.

Just kidding, in the face of this matter, is it important to be beaten up?

Yun Qiao pinpointed the direction of the toilet and plunged into it. When she passed the mirror, she felt a chill in her heart. Since Yun Qiao had leukemia, she had already shaved all her hair due to chemotherapy, and her bare head was as white as a little egg. .

And who is this boy with curly chestnut short hair in the mirror?

Yun Qiao almost fainted out of breath.

Resisting the strange feeling in my heart, I hurriedly ran into the toilet.

Yun Qiao sat down on the toilet and looked down at her zipper. Yun Qiao, who had just been filled with righteous indignation, was stunned.

To pull or not to pull?

Yun Qiao's eyes stayed on the stall, her heart was struggling, but before she had time to think, someone kicked open the toilet door and broke in.

There was silence for a moment after the door was broken open. Yun Qiao held her breath. At this moment, there was no sound in the toilet, only Yun Qiao's heartbeat and the broken sound of the wooden door. Yun Qiao even thought that she had heard it wrong. .

Until that indifferent voice sounded,

"Cloud Joe"

"Come out by yourself, don't make me say it a second time"

The voice was cold and cold, like thin ice slicing across his throat, and a few sounds caused Yun Qiao's heartstrings to tremble.

Yun Qiao didn't dare to make a sound, listening to the footsteps, Yun Qiao had no doubt that this person could immediately kick the toilet door one by one, drag her out and beat her, so that she couldn't even shout out her mother.

The sound of footsteps was coming and going. One moment, it was still in front of my ears, but the next moment it gradually moved away. After several times, Yun Qiao's little heart couldn't take it anymore.

Looking at the inexplicable mass at the stall, Yun Qiao was heartbroken and decided that even if she died, she had to die clearly.

Yun Qiao closed her eyes tightly, opened the zipper with a clatter, and a strange object popped out, frightening Yun Qiao to death, and when she took a closer look, it was a fake Jinjiang made of wood.

Obviously not good-looking at all, but Yun Qiao was so moved that she almost cried out.

At this time, she didn't notice at all, she had gradually moved away from her footsteps just now, and suddenly came in a hurry, kicked the door of Yun Qiao's toilet with one foot, and scared Yun Qiao to zip up the zipper.

The toilet door was kicked open, and a figure came down. At the boundary between light and shadow, his back was very thin, but his sense of oppression was not weak at all.

Looking at the tall and thin figure in front of him, Yun Qiao, who was clutching his pants/crotch, was a little embarrassed. The two sides were deadlocked for five minutes. Yun Qiao asked a little embarrassedly,

"Brother, are you here to **** too?"

Pei Yu glanced up and down at Yun Qiao, his cold and dark eyes clearly revealed impatience, he stepped forward and inserted his slender fingers into Yun Qiao's hair.

Yun Qiao, whose back was bent back and was forced to raise her head, was forced to face Pei Yu.

Under the backlight, Yun Qiao couldn't see his expression clearly, but felt that his whole person was a little frighteningly cold.

His hands are also cold, slender and soft, sticking to his scalp, carelessly rubbing, like a snake letter licking slowly.

He inserted one hand into Yun Qiao's hair, pressed the other hand on Yun Qiao's shoulder, and spit it out without emotion,

"Have you seen Ning Shan again?"

Because Pei Yu coughed just now, he said a few simple words, rubbing in his throat like broken ice

Ning Shan?

That girl just now?

Yun Qiao frowned, and there was a tingling pain in her mind, which made her vision a little dizzy, but inexplicably felt that the name was extremely familiar.

In a trance, her body was slowly lifted up against the wall. Yun Qiao seemed to have seen the shadow of the fist that was about to be thrown towards her.

Yun Qiao is faint, but she is not blind.

Subconsciously, he reached out to block, and between the two of them, Yun Qiao was thrown back onto the toilet.

Yun Qiao heard the crunching sound of bones.

The harder the fist, the harder it hits.

When death was imminent, Yun Qiao still decided to hold on to her respect, reached out to cover her delicate face, and then evenly protected her hard-won hair.

At this point, Yun Qiao even suddenly wanted Pei Yu to focus and wake her up from her dream.

After confirming that he covered his face, Yun Qiao generously went to death, but he ignored the movement of sitting on the toilet now, his legs were slightly spread, and in the dim toilet, the shadow of the edge should not be too obvious.

"You play, I like to focus."

Don't mess with that chirping, it's best to wake me up with a punch.

Afraid that he wasn't hitting hard enough, Yun Qiao pouted and emphasized a little stubbornly,

"Remember the heavier the better!"

It's a pity that Yun Qiao waited for a long time, but she didn't get her fist. The shadow in front of Yun Qiao's stall reflected in the young man's eyes. The young man seemed to be mad at her and laughed. He couldn't help coughing while covering his bright red lips, the blood faded away. His face was pale,

"Cough. Cough."

At a very close distance, Yun Qiao saw his sharp eyelashes tremble slightly, he squeezed his fists tighter and tighter, scolding her,

"Yun Qiao, you are really a pervert."

Yun Qiao slowly throws one?

No, you make it clear

How did it change?

Didn't you want to hit me!