Saving The Villain Boy

Yan Qiwei held back a smile, and was about to lift him up from the ground, and suddenly there were layers of fluttering shadows beside her. When she looked up, she realized that it was Liang Xiao.

He glanced at her quickly, and his tone was a little hurried and low for some reason: "I'll do it."

"But you're not..." She paused to consider her words, "Don't you like to be in contact with others?"

Liang Xiao pursed his lips and shook his head, put Zheng Zeyu's right arm on his shoulder and stretched out his hand to embrace his spacious back.

A bit of secret dryness has long been born in the spring air, and the body of the strange male emits hot body temperature, like a sharp needle pierced into his arm, making him subconsciously want to frown and move away. But Liang Xiao finally resisted the nausea that surged upwards, and whispered: "You are too weak."

Cut, the hard-mouthed petty kid, doesn't it just want this girl to touch other boys.

Zheng Zeyu slandered himself secretly, and did not expose him kindly.

Guo Mengmeng also rushed to his side at this time. She inevitably felt a little timid when talking with this always fierce deskmate, and her tone was light and slow: "I will accompany you too."

Zheng Zeyu yelled out almost immediately: "Don't follow me!"

When he spoke, he turned his head and glared at her, his voice cold and fierce, merciless.

Even Yan Qiwei beside him was shocked.

This plot is not going well. Zheng Zeyu likes Guo Mengmeng almost all the time, but his attitude now is not like facing the girl he likes, but more like preparing to fight her to the death.

She smirked and tried to save the scene: "I think what he meant is... You just experienced that thing, and you must be very uncomfortable in your heart, so let's go home and take a good rest."

Guo Mengmeng was also taken aback. After a while, he pulled out an extremely reluctant smile: "Thank you. Then I will go back first."

Yan Qiwei watched her back go away, and looked at Zheng Zeyu dumbfounded: "What are you doing with her?"

The expression of the latter vividly interprets what it means to cry without tears. He originally killed the cold facial features and wrinkled into a pitiful ball, like a crumpled dough, his voice was much weaker: "I...too shy, I don't know what to say."

Zheng Zeyu's wailing sound resounded throughout the infirmary.

He had fractured hands and feet, and his knee was broken because of the fall. When the nurse was laying his bones, Yan Qiwei seemed to hear a cruel clicking sound.

"I threw you chocolate, jumping dragon and fat basilisk in the infirmary! It hurts, ah-!"

"Classmate, can't you be a little manly?" The little nurse smiled and joked while rubbing the medicine. "The male protagonists in film and television dramas are injured and never say anything."

"Sister, you don't understand this." After the medicine was over, he gritted his teeth and replied in a trembling voice, "Masculine is for the girl I like. I am a worm now, waiting to meet her , You can become a dragon."

Yan Qiwei was tossed with his howl and her brain was blank. Hearing these words, she couldn't help asking: "Do you like Guo Mengmeng?"

He widened his eyes: "How do you know!"

Realizing that I had missed it, I quickly added: "Where is it? I think she is pitiful and want to help her."

Thinking about it again, I had leaked the stuffing since the beginning, so I just broke the jar and nodded: "Forget it, I do like her-I transferred to this school for her."

Yan Qiwei expected him to be interesting to Guo Mengmeng, but she didn't expect that this kid would have deep-rooted affection for a long time, and would even transfer her to another school.

Seeing her look surprised, Zheng Zeyu continued: "She works part-time at the cat cafe I often go to, um... well, I fell in love with her at first sight, hehehe."

He said embarrassedly and laughed.

This person looks fierce and vicious, even though he intended to smile shyly at this moment...but no matter how you look at it, it looks like the bloodthirsty and dangerous sneer that a perverted murderer would show his victim. Hey! And why do you often go to cat cafes? Shouldn't the standard equipment for bad school bullies be bars and internet cafes!

Yan Qiwei was frantically complaining in her heart, and she couldn't relax her mouth: "But judging from your usual behavior, you can't tell that you like her at all. You never laugh at her, and you rarely take the initiative to say things."

"Didn't I tell you," Zheng Zeyu sighed, "I'm ashamed to talk to her. Every time I see her, I get dizzy and my brain is cooked like I can't remember anything."

This is also a poor child who quietly loves someone else's family.

Yan Qiwei suddenly felt a sense of intimacy from a stranger from another country, and then he said: "And you will unconsciously have a hot face. You want to say something to her, but also paradoxically hope that you can be as quiet as a chicken. Was exposed."

Zheng Zeyu was very excited: "I can't think of being a fellow man! Shake hands and shake hands! Let's counsel the family!"

Liang Xiao didn't speak, her eyes darkened under her drooping eyelashes.

"In order to chase her, I deliberately stayed up all night for a month and read hundreds of romance novels." He said more and more vigorously. "I have summarized three routines in total. You can help to see which one is most suitable. Do not?"

Yan Qiwei nodded.

"The first is that the cold school bully fell in love with me. The usually cold and bad boy is only gentle with the heroine. I am taking this route now." Zheng Zeyu is serious, "Girls seem to like to be held down by the school bully. Kissing on the blackboard on the tree on the wall, unfortunately I don't dare to kiss her."

"...What do you say about banana biscuit sticks and hammers all day long, and the school bully who reads English learning materials even walking?"

"I'm a student, don't I have to fight all day without studying? Isn't that asking for trouble. Besides, we are all members of the Communist Youth League. Speak more civilized."

This person's brain circuit is really unusual. Yan Qiwei glanced at him again and raised her chin: "All right, you go on, Banana Hammer."

"The second kind, the wealthy and domineering to win love. He, arrogant and evil, holds the lifeblood of the job-writing transaction in the Imperial Capital No. 1 Middle School. He is the most mysterious and domineering existence in the Communist Youth League. Twenty yuan premium package. When he met her, it caused a bloodthirsty affair. From now on, you are my prey, and the man’s dark pupils are full of predatory killing intent. She gritted her teeth, Zheng Zeyu, you are so cruel !" He paused, speeded up his speech, and dubbed the hero and heroine with different voice lines by the way, "I want everyone in the school to know that the Qiao Lezi in the commissary has been contracted by you. Mengmeng, the kidney is for you, Give me your heart."

Why did it suddenly become a horror movie of heart-digging and kidney-digging?

Yan Qiwei was dumbfounded when he spoke attentively and ecstatically, his tone was calm and frustrated and not perfunctory.

Looking at Liang Xiao next to her, her eyes widened slightly, her thin lips lightly opened, but she couldn't say a word.

He has never come into contact with messy novels, and he has never heard of these routines. After listening to Zheng Zeyu's extravagant, earth-flavored campus romance plot, his eyes flashed curiously.

"Stop stop!" Seeing that she was walking in the wrong direction, she quickly interrupted, "Where are you and where are you, don't use old abuse texts to damage our family Liang Xiao. Guo Mengmeng was bullied before, so surely not I like boys who are too domineering, can you be normal and gentle?"

"This is my third set of characters! A gentle and warm male type. In order to make her happy, I also specifically asked my brothers for a lot of affectionate words. Let me tell you about it."

...Has a not-so-good premonition.

Zheng Zeyu coughed and looked at Yan Qiwei: "Do you have body odor?"

Yan Qiwei shook her head trying to blast his desire.

"Then, why are you as charming as a little fox?" He smiled shyly at his own words, "Romantic, right?"

Yan Qiwei looked at him with a little sympathy in her eyes: "Are your friends still telling you that they should always tell girls to drink more hot water?"

Zheng Zeyu nodded obediently: "They said this is an almighty phrase, and I also think it's very warm-but Nuan Nan has always been the cannon fodder number two in the novel, I can't repeat the same mistakes, or the domineering boy is more suitable for me."

Fine.

You deserve to be unable to chase the girl.

Yan Qiwei sighed with hatred for iron and steel, and gently touched Liang Xiao with her elbow: "Don't follow him."

The latter answered "Yes."

"I'm telling you, chasing girls can't be impatient, just be yourself, the key is that you have to learn to tease her intentionally or unintentionally, and a little bit to improve her affection for you."

Zheng Zeyu tremblingly took out a small book and a pen from his schoolbag: "For example?"

"such as…"

Yan Qiwei paused for a moment, her eyes lightly drifting to Liang Xiao's face beside her.

He was actually looking at her too, and hurriedly lowered his eyes at the moment his eyes met.

Perhaps it was the discussions that had just been in full swing that inspired her little courage, or perhaps the ambiguous and soft air of the spring fascinated her mind and made all her reckless adventures traceable.

She didn't know how to stretch out her hand, raised the boy's cold white chin with her index finger, touched it with lightning speed, and then quickly retracted her arm. The white fingertips drew a light circle in the air. Shaped arc.

Yan Qiwei persuaded, after realizing what she had done, she quickly turned around, pretending to calmly fix her gaze on Zheng Zeyu.

"That's it."

She must have blushed, her voice was trembling, and there was a slight smile.

Compared with her, Liang Xiao, who was caught off guard, was even more at a loss.

A flash of red tide rushed to his cheeks, and the soft touch of the girl's fingertips was softer than a breath of wind, and it remained faintly in the place where the two of them briefly touched, like a spark, burning his face.

For the first time, he was so attached to someone's touch.

Zheng Zeyu thoughtfully looked at the two people who blushed at the same time, as if their slender eyes could perceive everything.

Yan Qiwei wanted to continue teaching him a few ways, but she didn't expect her heart to beat violently at this time.

The tearing pain quickly spread from the chest to the whole body. She knew it was a sign of traveling through time and space. When her consciousness was about to be blurred, she subconsciously moved closer to Liang Xiao: "I'm a little sleepy, maybe I have to sleep for a while..."

When the voice fell, she lost her voice, and leaned her head on Liang Xiao's left shoulder.

He shook his whole body and held his breath.

The fluffy hair slipped through the neck fossa, and it seemed to have a little scattered breath.

It's a little itchy, warming it into a ball, like a cat's paw gently scratching on his heart.

The teenager who always hated touching didn't push her away.

The author has something to say: Ah, ah, friends of the college entrance examination, come on! Give my European gas to everyone!