Host, You're Targeted

Su Muyang's fingers are broken off by Luo Yibei one by one. His scallion fingertips are red because of Luo Yibei's excessive force. His breaking strength is not light and heavy. Su Muyang actually has a little pain.

Su Muyang is very aggrieved. He really can't skate. He's not joking.

He is a man who can't even ride a bicycle. He can't travel on his own two legs. He is called No.11 bus. He can get to any place he wants to go.

Luo Yibei seems to be really angry. He makes great efforts to tear off sumuyang's fingers, frown and turn away.

Su Muyang was thrown away by him, almost did not stand firm and was about to fall down. He staggered a few times and held the railing on one side, which was just enough to stabilize his body.

Luo Yibei left the pace even did not stop for a while, gradually away from the back of the head to foot are full of cold breath.

Around a group of onlookers eating melons, eating potato chips, drinking water and drinking milk tea pretended not to see Luo Yibei angry. They took back their eyes and continued to do their own things.

Su Muyang sighed gently, supporting the railing to move slowly to the field.

Cabbage, yellow in the ground --

luoyibei is inhumane --

when the first "Dong" ring, luoyibei was holding a watch to communicate with the president about the shortcomings of this activity.

The two of them looked back at the same time, only to see the dense crowd around the field. No one was startled or flustered. The loud noise just now was ignored by them.

Su Muyang, who was thrown on the ground by the crowd, rubbed his ankle and continued to stand up. As wrestling in the skating rink was quite normal, people on the field did not pay too much attention to him.

Su Muyang, who is not afraid of falling, pats his buttocks and continues to slide slowly with his hands on the railing.

When the second "Dong" rang, Luo Yibei finally frowned, looked back at the crowd, and asked the members nearby what happened.

"It seems that someone has fallen down?"

The member stood on tiptoe and looked through the crowd, as if to himself: "the sound is so loud that the person who fell down doesn't come out to the clinic to have a look."

Luo Yibei took a look at the other side of the field. There were too many people around the railing, so they couldn't see anything.

"Go and have a look."

The president is about to go to class. He tells Luo Yibei that he is about to leave. Luo Yibei can't get away at the moment. He can only let his members see what happened.

When Luo Yibei continued to talk to the president, Lin Ji, who had disappeared with 20 yuan, suddenly appeared again. He saw Su Muyang standing up slowly with his teeth clenching. He only felt that his standing posture was a little strange.

"Su Xiaodi --"

Lin Ji put it across the railing and said hello to Su Muyang, "where is my brother Luo? Didn't teach you? Are you so heartless? "

Su Muyang bent down, kneaded his knees, laughed, and asked, "isn't he always so heartless? Did you know that on the first day? "

Lin Ji looked at Su Muyang holding the railing slowly, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Su Xiaodi, your walking posture is a little strange..."

Lin Ji did not finish a word, he saw Su Muyang suddenly lost his balance and fell to one side, with a red and purple scratch on his elbow.

He exclaimed, and before he could climb over the railing and rush into fusumuyang, a blue figure rushed in and blocked Su Muyang behind him.

Su Muyang's body bumps into a person's body, the ear rings a low low stuffy hum.

Then, his shoulder was roughly grasped, and his wrist was pinched by the people behind him.

"Ah

The wound on the outside of the elbow touched the visitor's body immediately because the visitor had clasped his arm. The wound scraped on the visitor's clothes, and a cone-shaped pain spread in sumuyang's body.

He ate pain to exclaim, a turn to see Luo a north is covered with dark clouds black face.

"Do you want to die?" "Luo Yibei's tone is very bad," are you a pig? If you can't skate, don't try to be brave. Why? Do you think your wrestling looks very handsome? Mentally retarded? "

Su Muyang was scolded by him. For a time, he forgot the pain of his wound, and only blinked at him innocently.

Obviously is the unconscious movement, looks in Luo Yibei's eye is like in the coquetry attire pitiful.

In his mind, he was annoyed by Su Muyang. The fire which had been forgotten for a while broke through the seal and burst into fireworks in his disordered mind.

"You don't want to die in front of me."

Luo Yibei's eyes are cold as if to shoot ice edge to pierce Su Muyang, a pair of black eyes sink like a dead sea.

"No, schoolmaster, I..."

Before Su Muyang's explanation was finished, he was roughly pushed away by Luo Yibei. The strength on his shoulder and wrist was suddenly removed, and his chest leaning on his back also disappeared. Losing his gravity dependence, he unconsciously grasped Luo Yibei's wrist and directly bumped into his arms with his strength.The boy looks hard, but his body is as soft as beach water. Luo Yi's nose tip is wrapped by the fruit sugar smell on Su Muyang's body. A sweet but not greasy fragrance penetrates into his nose, which makes him almost disappear with the explosion of fireworks, and his reason comes back.

But, this person, this younger brother, what is going on in his arms?