If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?

I was eating breakfast. Su Yan suddenly came in from the outside. When he saw me, he said happily: "Mur, can I wear this look good?"

"Okay." I nodded casually and felt the cold and cold eyes from a certain direction. By the way, I added, "I don't have a good look at my home."

Zhong Yuan proudly raised his chin and looked at Su Yan provocatively.

I have seen narcissism, I have never seen such narcissism, despise him>__<

A group of people in the crew came to a nearby meadow in a mighty way. In the setting of this movie, Zhong Yuan and Su Yan did not know each other, so the first thing they saw was a fight.

Several people discussed it and started shooting. Zhong Yuan and Su Yan stood on the side of the road and argued a few words. The two people became more excited and suddenly twisted together. Zhong Yuan punched Su Yan's face, and Su Yan waited for his fist to touch his face, and quickly grabbed Zhong Yuan's hand, pulling his arm and flipping it, trying to hold him. When Zhong Yuan saw it, the body followed and flipped, and kicked a kick to the belly of Su Yan to get rid of the clamp. Su Yan let go of Zhong Yuan, back, and looked at Zhong Yuan with a calm face.

I leaned over to Xiaojie and sneaked out: "Who is the action guide of the pipa team, and he fell down."

Xiaojie suddenly looked at the two people who had been fighting from the roadside to the grass, and shook his head and said, "Hey, there is no action guidance."

I was shocked and looked at the gorgeous movements of the two people and said, "Don't say it, how do these two people look like martial arts masters, and if they move faster, they can catch up with those action movies."

Xiaojie shook his head incredulously. "I don't know. I told them yesterday, just pretend that it can be. Anyway, this is a love movie."

At this time, the two dedicated people had already played hard to understand. Zhong Yuan pressed Su Yan onto the grass and sat directly on his body. Then he punched him on his face. I could see the cold breath. At the same time, I saw that there was a red thing in the nose of Su Yan. Both of them were red-eyed, like the beasts, and it was quite frightening to watch.

I patted Xiaojie’s shoulder and said, “Who is the props of the cockroach, it’s quite in place, even the blood bags are ready.”

Xiaojie is a little panicked. "No... I didn't prepare for this..."

I am stupid, this thing seems a bit bizarre.

At this time, Xiao Jie, who responded quickly, suddenly yelled: "Not good! Hurry up and pull them away. These two people really fight!"

Then the onlookers rushed to the top and pulled the two men apart. The two people who were ruled by the violent factors were still struggling under the pressure of the masses of the people. They were red-eyed and they had to rush each other. Fortunately, the masses were more powerful and did not let the gangsters succeed.

Xiaojie grabbed my back collar and said, "Mul, go!" Then I pushed me between the two.

I cursed Xiaojie while pulling up Zhongyuan and ran. Zhong Yuan’s cockroaches still give me face, no struggle. Of course, I think that this should be regarded as a comparatively important task. Anyway, staying here and only being part of the mass crusade is not as good as rushing away. The rest of the matter makes Su Yan a top.

......

I and Zhongyuan are sitting in the small garden near the pharmacy. I took the medicine and gently used the cotton swab to help Zhongyuan with the corner of his mouth. His mouth was green, but it was not broken. Besides, the other places were intact.

Zhong Yuan sighed and sighed. I stopped and asked him, "Huh?"

Zhong Yuan shook his head slightly. "It's okay."

"The pain has to endure," I continued to help him with the medicine. When I thought about the scene, I couldn’t help wondering, "How come it really?"

Zhong Yuan bent his mouth and this action touched his wound, which led him to breathe again. His eyebrows provoked, his eyes were smiling, and he replied, "Is it not to be realistic?"

I turned my eyes helplessly. "Are you too dedicated?"

"It's okay." Zhong Yuan was stunned and did not feel guilty as a perpetrator. He licked his lips and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you go to pull the suicide?"

"I see it, it is you who beat people first."

After being exposed, Zhong Yuan did not speak. When I applied the medicine, he whispered, "Thank you."

The sudden politeness of Zhong Yuan made me a little uncomfortable, so I said haha: "No thanks, anyway, it is your card to buy a medicine brush."

Neither of them spoke. The autumn wind is blowing, there is a hint of coolness. I stared at a cluster of golden chrysanthemums that were not far away, and there seemed to be something in my heart that seemed to be surging. It felt weird.

......

The electives at night are very boring, listening to people who are sleepy. I was kneeling on the table and boringly circled the notebook. On the side of the clock, Zhongyuan came over and saw that my notebook was not a note but a bunch of circles, very disdainful.

I had to look at the ceiling melancholy. "I'm bored."

Zhong Yuan nodded. "Take something interesting... or let us practice the script."

I turned my face. "Now go to class, practice what."

Zhong Yuan took out the script and turned it over. "The play in the classroom... Hey, there is one that I told you to fall asleep and kiss you."

My scalp is numb, and he said, "The second guy is too unreliable!"

"I think it's not bad," Zhong Yuan puts on the script. "So, let's practice?"

I grabbed my hair and said helplessly, "Let's practice it, anyway, sooner or later."

Zhong Yuan nodded and asked: "So, where do you want me to kiss you? Cheeks or lips?"

Uh? I don't understand, "I didn't say it in the script?"

"Nothing."

Khan, I despise Xiaoji on my own behalf. "Kiss my face, I want to keep my first kiss."

Zhong Yuan smiled fascinatingly. "You didn't kiss at first."

I suddenly remembered the thing that Zhong Yuan had done to me in the summer vacation. It was suddenly violent. "That is not good!"

Zhong Yuan ignored my dissatisfaction and gently pressed my head to force me to kneel on the table. "Get started."

So I had to take back my emotions and kneel on the table to sleep, waiting for Zhong Yuan to kiss my face.

I was lying on the table, suddenly a little nervous, my heart was so powerful that I could jump out at any time. The voice of the teacher and the voices of the people around him seem to have been isolated. The only thing I can feel is that I don’t have a steady breathing, and a heartbeat like a drum. I am constantly comforting myself, stabilizing, and stabilizing. Isn’t it just being kissed by someone? I am dedicated to art...

I closed my eyes and could feel that Zhongyuan was approaching me. His breathing hit my face and it became clear. I feel that my face is itchy, and there is some heat, as if I was in a fire, and even the breathing began to be unsmooth.

Zhong Yuan is very close to me. I can clearly feel his breathing until now, but he has not had any further movement for a long time. I closed my eyes, my body was a little stiff, I waited for it to collapse, and I didn't wait for his intrusion. So I finally didn't hold back and opened my eyes.

Zhong Yuan’s face was almost stuck with my face. At this time, he was looking at me with his eyes closed. His eyes were black and bright, like black pearls under the night sky. Long eyelashes were like two small brushes. Itching. His eyebrows are soft, his face is faint, and his eyes are deep, such as the lake in the late autumn.

Zhong Yuan stared at me so straight, there was no intention to leave. I think the atmosphere between us is a bit strange. I just wanted to talk, but I heard him whisper: "You are blushing." When he said this, his eyes kept staring at my eyes.

My face is like a fire, hot, and there is a tendency to burn more and more.

Zhong Yuan bowed slightly, gently printed a kiss on my face and licked a kiss from the water. I breathed a stagnation and my heart almost jumped into the eyes of my throat.

His lips were soft and cool, but my face was not cooled by his cool lips, but it was getting hotter.

Zhong Yuan sat back in the seat, one hand on his chin and looked at me with a smile. "Your face, how red is like this."

Nonsense, are you being tried by a heterosexual pro? I was a little embarrassed, too lazy to argue with him, twisted my face and went to the table, ignore him.

Zhong Yuan reached out and put it on my shoulder, shaking me gently. "What happened?"

I avoided him and didn't talk.

There is an irrepressible smile in Zhong Yuan’s voice. "Are you shy?"

In a word, I am even more embarrassed. I really hope that I can get under the table and never come out.

Zhong Yuan sighed very narcissistically and said, "Wood, do you like me?"