surrender to her

Chapter 25 Ceremony
He Liang raised his head slowly, the smooth line drawn by his tight and thin jaw was as sharp as a blade.

The protruding Adam's apple has a beautiful shape, shaking up and down, and the blue veins on the side of the smooth white neck are protruding and pulsating, and the exhaled breath is rapid with the accelerated heartbeat.

Sweat seeped from his forehead, mixed with the wet drops of hair, and slid across his face, leaving a trail of wet water, which dripped onto the sunken collarbone in the neckline, and was quickly dried by the clamoring heat in his body.

His brows furrowed and then loosened.

His blood was on fire.

The dead and desolate wilderness also has a vigorous vitality at this moment.

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Although He Liangchi's attitude was specious that night, neither saying yes nor bad, but in the next two days, Meng Cheng could clearly feel that he had listened to those words, and he was slowly accepting her approach.

The opening ceremony for freshmen was scheduled for Friday, and the auditorium was noisy.

Song Xinyuan borrowed a set of Ruihua's school uniform and mixed in with Meng Cheng and the others.

Class [-] was arranged at the far end on the left side of the auditorium. The circular structure and part of the equipment for a certain event last time had not been dismantled. It was almost half of the blind spot for the leader of the stage colonel.

Song Xinyuan put her knees against the seat, stretched her neck and looked around, not to mention how eye-catching the new purple eggplant color was: "Let me Kangkang, where is the handsome ramen guy?"

"It should be in the back." Xiang Zhao answered and looked back.

Before the person was found, Song Xinyuan suddenly said in surprise: "I rely on you."

Xiang Zhao: "What's wrong?"

Song Xinyuan hissed, "I've stayed enough in our school's smoky place, so I'll come out to clean up for a while. I didn't expect your school to be even more critical. How dare you engage in bullying under the noses of the leaders?"

Meng Cheng was fiddling with his mobile phone at first, and it seemed that something was wrong, but when he heard this, he paused and turned his head to look.

The huge elevated lighting facility covers a corner at the back, where a few people without school uniforms can be vaguely seen through the slightly wider gap, blocking a boy inside. He is taller than the skinny people surrounding him Tall, he was pushed and shoved several times while speaking.

That boy is also a master who is not afraid of danger, not timid or afraid, silent, as dull as a cold and hard stone.

When this kind of person is beaten, the blood is also swallowed into the stomach.

Song Xinyuan commented while watching the play:
"Looking at his size, this buddy will definitely have no problem leaving them alone."

"It doesn't look too bad. Do you think I should come to the rescue and bring a boyfriend back?"

Gao Wenbo and Xiang Zhao said in unison: "It's not your turn."

"...?" Song Xinyuan glanced at them both, "What do you mean?"

Without waiting for an answer, Song Xinyuan caught a glimpse of a familiar figure suddenly appearing in the aisle outside.

He was taken aback for a moment, then looked around, and saw that Meng Cheng was not there.

Whoops, good guy.

When Meng Cheng passed by, the crowd had dispersed. Li Yuan raised his fist in the air at He Liangchi as a warning, and then led the others to sit in the last row.

"Are you okay?" Meng Cheng walked up to him and asked worriedly.

He Liangchi met her eyes, his originally calm and indifferent eyes flickered in panic, and lowered his head a little.

She saw it again.

He has been through all the terrible things, and the vain tactics of those people are not worth mentioning to him. Of course, He Liangchi has no intention of using cruel tricks, he just feels ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

He was trampled in the mud once, and the bone-piercing pain came from somewhere in his body, but no matter how painful it was, he just gritted his teeth and pushed it out. He didn't care about anything before, but now, he only thinks about this kind of thing. Don't let her see her embarrassed look.

This appearance fell into Meng Cheng's eyes, and she consciously imagined his mental activities. He was so wronged, a poor little guy with no one to support him, and he dared not speak up after being bullied. ribcage.

In a small half-closed corner, the air was inexplicably silent and frozen. Just as He Liangchi raised his eyelashes and looked at her again, he suddenly felt the back of his hand warm up. Her soft palm covered him, holding him, and pulling him out.

Then I heard her curse: "His grandma has a leg."

"..."

Meng Cheng was very angry, but the ceremony was about to begin, and she knew that this occasion was not a place to lose her temper, but when she passed by the area behind, a group of people laughed mockingly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, do you want to rely on women for soft meals?"

Someone yelled at him directly: "Hey, little boy, if you're a man, just be tough! We'll be waiting for you anytime."

"Hahahahaha..."

He Liangchi acted as if he had never heard of it, but he turned his eyes slightly, and noticed an unscrupulous gaze lingering on Meng Cheng's body with a special meaning. A layer of coldness instantly formed in his eyes, and he couldn't suppress the ferocity. come up.

When Meng Cheng heard those words, she felt the people behind her pause. She slowed down and glanced sideways, yo, there was a flower arm sitting in the middle, he must be their leader, no wonder the fart a few days ago They didn't even dare to utter a word, they became insolent today, especially that yellow-haired Li Yuan.

The flower arm was swaying Erlang's legs leisurely, and when Meng Cheng looked over, he whistled, and then, whistles and booing came one after another.

Meng Cheng wanted to vomit on their faces.

She looked at Huang Mao's most snarky face again, and couldn't hold it back anymore. She raised her delicate and small chin, a natural arrogance emanated from her bones, and the lazy, sneering tone fell to everyone's ears Li: "They're all dogs, they're just different breeds. Do you have to fight so hard?"

"I'm not afraid to wag my tail off, because I won't be able to find the next master."

Li Yuan: "..."

The frivolous smile at the corner of Huaji's mouth froze.

After Meng Cheng finished speaking, he ignored them, and pulled He Liangchi to sit in front. Many people in class [-] saw the two holding hands tightly, and began to gossip in disbelief.

Li Yuan added fuel to the fire: "Boss, she actually called you a dog!"

Huo Qizheng scratched his chin with his thumb, stared at the two people, he heard that his thick black eyebrows frowned, and gave him a sideways glance: "My mother heard it, don't remind me again."

Li Yuan was listless: "...Oh."

After Meng Cheng sat down, Song Xinyuan tilted his body, poked his head past her, and glanced at the silent beautiful boy next to her several times, half curious and half appreciative.

"Have you seen enough?" Meng Cheng straightened his body to block her sight, and said coldly.

"Hey, look at how stingy you are, this is not a golden house, what are you hiding? You have no love, don't you?"

Song Xinyuan pursed her mouth, knowing that she was so angry that she didn't have time to talk, put her shoulders on her shoulders, and talked about the flowery arm: "Just that Huo Qizheng, he is a strange creature, he has a little ability in his family, he has almost gone to Beihe's school, and he is still a high school student when he comes back. One, people are not only ruthless, but also shady, and it is not a good thing to be seen by such people."

"If you are really upset, find someone to deal with him?"

Song Xinyuan looks sweet, not tall, with a purple double ponytail tied like a waxy loli in a Two-dimensional anime, when she actually started a fight, her short legs kicked and fell down.

She and Meng Cheng are a little different from the three of them. After graduating from junior high school, they didn't get promoted to general high school. They randomly found an unscrupulous vocational school and completely let themselves go. On weekdays, there are groups of foxes and friends, and they have fun. There are people in the gangster circle. .

Xiang Zhao couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and said on the sidelines: "That's right, fuck them!"

Song Xinyuan pushed his head away: "Go, go, don't interrupt the children when adults talk."

Xiang Zhao plunged into Gao Wenbo's arms and complained, "Brother, she bullied me."

Gao Wenbo: "..."

"Forget it this time."

Meng Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Promise Lao Meng not to cause trouble."

(End of this chapter)