The little brat he looked at turned out to be the gong

In Ji Si's eyes, only Mo Chenyang was lying on the ground and did not respond.

Xiao Ning leaned over to block Ji Si's gaze, and pulled her lips with a pale face: "Brother, I..."

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound interrupted Xiao Ning's words, Ji Si pinched Xiao Ning's neck, he really wanted to strangle him to death, his heart was burning with anger, Ji Si looked at Xiao Ning, and said word by word: " How dare you hit him?"

Xiao Ning burst into tears, his face was flushed due to lack of oxygen, he struggled, and opened his mouth with difficulty: "Brother, yes, it was him, he hit me first."

Ji Si took a deep breath and threw Xiao Ning aside.

His feet seemed to be filled with lead, he raised his steps with difficulty, walked over, and picked up Mo Chenyang from the ground.

The little kid's face was pale, the bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat, and his lip was bitten, and blood oozes out.

He glanced at Xiao Ning, who was leaning against the wall and coughing, and went out with Mo Chenyang in his arms.

Shang Zhehua was right outside the door.

"Call for an ambulance," Ji Si said coldly, and he handed Mo Chenyang to Shang Zhehua: "Help me for a while first."

"You hurt people on purpose, you know the law." Shang Zhehua knew what Ji Sisi was doing, and reminded him with a frown.

Ji Siman glanced at him, and evoked a cruel smile: "They deserve it."

Shang Zhehua looked down at the fainted young man in his arms and no longer stopped him. He understood Ji Si's mood. If he was beaten like this, it would not be impossible for Chen Qi to kill those people.

Ji Si lowered his head and kissed Mo Chenyang's forehead lightly, then took off his coat and covered the boy.

Shang Zhehua didn't need to look at the monitor to know how miserable those people's fate was. He and Ji Sicong realized that this was the first time seeing Ji Si get angry.

"Shang Ju, is this okay?" A policeman looked worried at the closed door of the detention room.

Shang Zhehua shook his head: "Cut this surveillance."

"Shangju."

"Do as I say, and I will take care of what happens." Shang Zhehua said patiently.

Ji Si hadn't come out when the ambulance came, Shang Zhehua raised his leg and kicked the door: "The ambulance is here, come out."

The door was quickly opened from the inside, and Ji Si walked out with a cold face.

He took Mo Chenyang from Shang Zhehua's arms, and walked towards the medical staff waiting at the door: "I owe you a favor by locking them up for a few more days."

Mo Chenyang didn't wake up in the car, his hands were clutching Ji Si's sleeves, his fingertips turned white.

Ji Si tried to pull it, but it didn't come out.

He straightened Mo Chenyang's messy hair, held the boy's cold hand, and didn't let go until he got out of the car.

register, check...

Ji Si finally stopped, and was called over by the doctor as soon as he sat on the stool.

"Are you a family member?" The doctor pushed his glasses with sharp eyes.

The doctor's voice was very serious, stern, without a hint of a smile, Ji Si subconsciously stood up straight, full of sincerity: "I am his teacher."

The doctor frowned, obviously not wanting to talk to him any more.

Ji Si quickly said, "Just tell me what's going on. His parents are very busy."

"This child needs to be hospitalized for observation. His current physical condition is not very good. There is nothing wrong with the trauma, but there is a small amount of pleural effusion and air accumulation inside the body." The doctor paused and continued to formulate.

If Mo Chenyang was not still in the hospital, Ji Si would have gone back to the police station and beat those people into concussions.

"Okay, okay, hospitalized, I'll go through the formalities now." Ji Si responded directly.

In order for Mo Chenyang to rest better, Ji Si chose a single room.

The boy was lying on the hospital bed with bruises on his face, which looked very pitiful with his pale complexion.

Ji Si sat by the bed, holding the young man's slightly cool hand.

There were more twists and turns in his heart than twists, and now that he calmed down, he realized that something was wrong with the little brat.

Is it...

Ji Si looked at Mo Chenyang's face, his eyes moved from his eyes to his nose and then to his mouth.

Then he leaned over and bit Mo Chenyang's lips.

The boy's bones were hard and he was too arrogant, but his lips were soft. Ji Si held his lips gently for a while before sticking out the tip of his tongue.

After licking around the seam of Mo Chenyang's lips, Ji Si grabbed his chin and stuck his tongue in.

This was the first time he kissed someone so softly, and it was also the first time he just wanted to kiss someone without a hint of lust.

Mo Chenyang, a young man, planted a seed called "love" in his barren heart.

When Ji Si left Mo Chenyang's lips, his face was reddish. He looked at Mo Chenyang with a self-deprecating smile - he could only taste the taste of a brat under such circumstances.

Although he didn't respond, he was very satisfied, happy and sweet in his heart, he took a breath, let go of Mo Chenyang and went out.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

The boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils were filled with dark and unclear emotions.

He woke up early, before Ji-suk kissed him.

He just didn't know what to say to Ji Si, so he continued to pretend to be asleep, but he never thought that Ji Si would kiss him.

The man's kiss was like spring rain, and when Ji Si's tongue penetrated into his mouth, he became shamefully hard.

Mo Chenyang stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, it was sweet, with the milky smell of big white rabbit candy.

This is the taste of Ji Si.

Mo Chenyang was not at ease, and even became more anxious. He was eager to know what Ji Si meant.

He knew what kind of person Ji Si was. This man was passionate and promiscuous, and he probably slept with more people than he had in his first and second year of high school.

Thinking of this, his teeth itch with anger, especially the picture of the man lying on his bed with the boy, which made his whole body burn with anger.

He really wanted to tie that man to the bed so that he couldn't get out of bed.

Mo Chenyang took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He stared at the ceiling for a while, and when he heard gradual footsteps, he quickly closed his eyes.

As footsteps approached, a faint smell of smoke entered Mo Chenyang's nostrils.

Ji Si stood by the bed and looked at Mo Chenyang with serious eyes.

Mo Chenyang clenched his hands hidden under the quilt into fists, and he couldn't bear the overly hot gaze.

"Mo Chenyang."

Ji Si spoke suddenly, his voice was very soft, like a murmur, but it startled Mo Chenyang, who was pretending to be asleep, and he pinched his legs with his hands to maintain the current state.

"What should I do with you!" Ji Si sighed, and retracted his raised hand, but finally did not touch Mo Chenyang's face.

Mo Chenyang's brain was running fast, comparable to an electronic leap, and he was trying his best to digest Ji Si's two sentences.

After a long time, he came up with a half-truth and half-false answer - Ji Si also liked him.

Soon, he denied the answer. Maybe Ji Si just wanted to sleep with him, but due to his status...

Mo Chenyang felt that he was going crazy, so he gritted his teeth so that he could not jump up and grabbed Ji Si and asked him "what does it mean?"