phantom hand

Han Mukun was choked by Li Chuang and lost all interest, let him go, he is not reconciled, but he rushes, and immediately thinks about the few days when the woman...

In the end, Han Mukun surrendered to the great lesbian.

With lingering fears in Li Chuang's heart, he observed for a long time, and finally confirmed that his own or Zhao Qingyu's or whoever it was, that Xiao Hua'er would not be destroyed anyway, so he was relieved, and limped to the bathroom to change into pajamas— ——I twisted my foot when I was fighting a pervert.

Looking at himself neatly dressed in the mirror, Li Chuang really couldn't understand why Zhao Qingyu had so many styles of pajamas in his closet. Well, he was actually more troubled by another problem, which was why he had to wear it to sleep when he was a big man. clothes!

Li Chuang was extremely sad.

"I said, is there any treasure in the toilet? It's like you're hunting for treasure again and again," Han Mukun yawned angrily when he saw the little thing coming out of the bathroom, "If you say I'll let you go, I'll let you go." , don't always play tricks on me."

Li Chuang drooped his head and decided not to talk back, fearing that if he didn't say something well and offended people again, he wouldn't be able to rest assured all night.So sadly, he climbed onto the bed like a kitten, pulled off the thin quilt, covered himself tightly, and then smiled shyly at Han Mukun: "Brother, good night."

Li Chuang's "brother" made Han Mukun cry to the bone, and he lowered his head and blocked the little thing's lips. First he kissed him long, then he gnawed and gnawed, and finally he even had the aftertaste of rubbing his ears and temples.

Now Li Chuang was much calmer, and he could feel the delicate touch of his delicate skin being scraped by the dregs of his beard without any fuss, making him look like a corpse.

"You can't fucking respond." After tossing all night, Han Mukun was also a little tired, bit the little thing's face hard, and looked satisfied with the tooth marks on it, before reaching out to turn off the bedside lamp.

Darkness fell, and everything slowly returned to silence.

I don't know how long it took, Li Chuang felt the person around him turn over, and the next second he fell into a generous embrace, and then he heard the man humming softly with deep dissatisfaction: "Next time, fix things for me again." Son, I can't kill you."

The voice is not loud, with sleepy drowsiness.

Li Chuang is in a mess...

Why is this still a fellow?Hungry drop MYGOD! ! !

Li Chuang, who fell asleep after a long, long, long, long time, had a very childlike dream. In the dream, he turned into a little girl with shofar braids, wearing a flower skirt, jumping rubber bands on the playground between classes, and the school broadcast "The little bird is leading the way, the wind is blowing towards us, we are like spring, come to the garden and come to the grass..." Then he was lifted up by a wretched little fat man.

For Li Chuang, this was a tangled night, no matter in reality or subconsciously.

Time was reversed until Li Chuang called Zhao Qingyu for help in the toilet, and the space was transferred to a certain city thousands of miles away.

Zhao Qingyu got separated from the debate team as soon as he got off the train. Fortunately, this city is not as big as the place where he used to live. According to Li Chuang's guidance, he changed buses and arrived at the school gate. It only took five to ten minutes in total.After arriving at the door, Zhao Qingyu wanted to call Li Chuang to ask about the specific location of the dormitory, and there were some other situations. The two of them are basically squeezing toothpaste now, because no one knows when they will change back, so they all subconsciously encounter problems. Information resources are shared and then problems are resolved.

But as soon as he touched his pocket, Zhao Qingyu was stunned, and his phone was gone.

The streetlights at the school gate were very bright, Zhao Qingyu sneezed in the cool north wind, and when he got off the train, he was busy finding his way, so he felt a little cold at this moment.

Retreating under the fence on the side of the school gate, Zhao Qingyu took off his backpack and searched carefully. The keys and documents were still there.He breathed a sigh of relief, a little glad that Li Chuang just threw the change and mobile phone into his trouser pocket at random.

I would like to add that Li Chuang's currency consists of only small change.

So Zhao Qingyu, gorgeous and penniless.

Zhao Qingyu was very depressed.When he is not depressed, his whole person is a dull type. With this depression, even the soul and soul are almost melted into the darkness of nothingness.Although he doesn't like the original self and the original life, he always thinks that anyone is fine as long as he is no longer him, but Brother Chuang's life...why is he so domineering.As soon as he opened his eyes and sat on the foam, the trajectory of his life began to develop in a twisted shape. Arms were not arms and legs were not legs. Looking up at the sky now, even the moon seemed to be a triangle, which was not pleasing to the eye.

"Li Chuang—"

Suddenly there was a scream from the Fauvists in the distance, and Zhao Qingyu was shocked when he heard it.Subconsciously looking up, I saw a figure running towards me at high speed on the opposite side of the road, regardless of the traffic and people on the zebra crossing, it was just a rush.

Zhao Qingyu patted his face, trying to lift his spirits, and just about to smile, the other party had already arrived in front of him in a flash, stretched out his arm and hooked, Zhao Qingyu was strangled with his head and neck, and was dragged in the next second Go to the campus.

"Hey...student..." Zhao Qingyu was startled, staggered and staggered, and managed to adjust his pace, but he couldn't get rid of the restraint on his neck.

"Same size as your mother," the boy scolded viciously, "What did you say last time? Huh? You hit me once every time, right? Don't go out of town if you have the guts."

Zhao Qingyu's face turned red from being strangled, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time, so he could only complain in his heart.Meet once and hit once?If he could say that, it would rain red every day.

In less than half a minute, Zhao Qingyu led this unknown suspicious man into a dark corner of the campus, surrounded by nothing but unknown tall plants and trees, and the stone-paved tree-lined path was almost covered by weeds. As it is.

The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the murderous night.

Zhao Qingyu sat on the dirt and watched the man break a branch without the slightest sense of environmental protection.

"That's it, let's draw a circle on the spot and see who the hell will go first..." The boy hummed while bending over to draw, but the branch hit Zhao Qingyu's ass after a while, and the boy ran aground along the branch Looking up from the place, the four eyes met, "Uh, what are you doing sitting on the ground?"

Zhao Qingyu took it for granted: "You pushed it."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and then said blackly: "I'll fuck you up if I push you."

Zhao Qingyu was very strange: "Isn't it natural that you pushed me and I didn't stand firm?"

The moon is dark, the wind is high, and the murderous night.

The boy shivered inexplicably.

"I said you're fine." The boy simply squatted down and tilted his head to observe "Li Chuang". He didn't see any flaws for a long time. Seeing that the other party was about to get up, the boy immediately stretched out his hand and pushed again.

Zhao Qingyu was unprepared, and fell straight back to the ground.

The boy's expression was weird and tangled, and after he scratched his head irritably, his tone became extremely gentle and half-negotiating and helpless: "I said, can we play cards according to the routine?"

Zhao Qingyu is really tired. He doesn't know who the male classmate in front of him is. Obviously, this person has an "extraordinary" relationship with Li Chuang, but he really doesn't have the heart to continue exploring or thinking about it. He just wants to find a place to live. , and then when he woke up he became Zhao Qingyu again, and Li Chuang continued to be his Li Chuang.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dumb." The boy kicked him twice again unwillingly.

"Then I'll get up, you draw a circle first." Zhao Qingyu simply got up from the ground and stood up straight, stepped aside, very cooperative.His idea is very simple, to solve the matter quickly, then find the dormitory and sleep.

Unexpectedly, the boy also stood up, folded his arms and looked at him, looked him up and down for no less than 5 minutes, and finally gritted his teeth: "Are you a newly invented method of mental torture, or did you go to Beijing for two days and even your tongue I can't roll anymore. If you want to say that you are afraid of me, that's fine, but you fucking..."

"I'm afraid of you."

The boy's eyes widened.

"Is this all right?" Zhao Qingyu asked seriously.

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched and his forehead was covered with black lines: "Say it again?"

Zhao Qingyu was very calm and didn't need any ideological struggle at all: "I'm afraid of you."

The moonlight sprinkled on the boy's face, smearing the black lines into silver threads, and after a while, a cloud floated over, covering the moon, and everything around him was hidden in the darkness.

Then Zhao Qingyu received a punch, which from the strength and angle analysis should be a left uppercut, which hit the stomach.

Zhao Qingyu squatted down in pain, but was immediately lifted up and received a second blow on his chin.

Zhao Qingyu has never met such an unreasonable person in his life, and even Han Mukun can always spare one ear to listen to people talking, which is good, let's do it directly?And, it really hurts, okay?

The clouds cleared and the moon rose.

Zhao Qingyu watched a fist hit his face again, and subconsciously turned his head to the left. Li Chuang's body seemed to still have some conditioned reflexes, so his movements were exceptionally flexible.

The boy punched the air and the man leaned forward slightly. Zhao Qingyu took advantage of the electro-optic flint to unload the backpack and smashed the bag in his hand, which hit the opponent's head. The strength of a bag of clothes, books, notes and a pair of leather shoes was not covered. , directly making the opponent's chassis dazzle with golden light.

After Zhao Qingyu smashed it, he turned around and was about to run, but he was strangled back before taking a few steps: "Damn it, you want to run when you take advantage of it?"

Zhao Qingyu struggled and shouted: "If you have something to say, can't you say it well? Why do you have to do it?"

"Can you fucking speak human language!"

Zhao Qingyu held back his anger and gave it up: "Then you fucking let me go first!"

"Well, how comfortable it is." The boy seemed to be amused, and the next second Zhao Qingyu felt dizzy, and he was thrown down with his bag and the back of his head hugged intimately with the dirt.

The boy sat on him, narrowing his eyes condescendingly: "You can run again if you are capable, you are lucky if you didn't get caught last time, and you saw me beat you once, let me tell you, I will fuck you once in the future once."

Zhao Qingyu hated this posture very much, and being unable to move made him feel restless and irritable. In addition to everything just now, in fact, Zhao Qingyu's emotions had reached the verge of collapse, but he didn't have any specific performance, but his voice suddenly became cold: "You first stand up."

The male student who had the upper hand naturally didn't have such a keen perception, and he still curled his lips proudly: "Come on, let me listen to you, brother."

Against the light, the opponent's facial features were stained with the flamboyant radiance unique to the green years. At a certain moment, they coincided inexplicably with the Li Chuang in his impression, but this could not eliminate Zhao Qingyu's anger from being beaten for no reason. The air of pain, and the air of sorrow and humiliation.Most of the time, Zhao Qingyu is a very sensitive classmate, er, very sensitive.So when these things happened after today's chaos and exhaustion, he felt that he needed an outlet to pour out.

"Hello..." The boy frowned after waiting for a delay.

Slowly, Zhao Qingyu showed a kind smile, and even his tone of voice was as soft as a small bridge: "You let me get up first."

Although that "what" almost killed him instantly, but in view of the other party's rare cooperation today, the boy still moved away in doubt: "Remember, don't fucking mess with me in the future."

Zhao Qingyu nodded vigorously, and calmly got up from the ground. He first wiped off the dust all over his body, and then carried the deformed schoolbag on his back.After finishing all this, he walked up to the boy. The two were about the same height, so Zhao Qingyu hooked the man's neck without much effort.

"Why, you fucking want to suffer..."

Zhao Qingyu didn't give the other party a chance to finish speaking, and stuck the last word "beat" between the boy's lips and teeth.Just blocking was not enough, Zhao Qingyu entangled the opponent with his flexible tongue, and played together from inside to outside for 54 seconds.

Tongue kisses are included in the fight, Zhao Qingyu has spent a lot of money this time, but when he saw the boy's body that was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, Zhao Qingyu really felt comfortable from the soles of his feet to the strands of his hair.

He doesn't think about the consequences at all now. He agrees with Li Chuang once said something, to the effect that if you bully me, I will bear it, but if you bully me again and again, then I have to beat you.But what if you can't beat it?Zhao Qingyu finally figured out the answer today - if I can't beat you, I'll hate you to death.