The table next door seems to be playing with a card game. The table is full of wine glasses. After a round, the person who loses picks up the wine glass and does not want to drink or can't drink it. The princesses were worn less, and they couldn't take it off a few times. They were coquettish, and the winners told them to get kiss on their faces.

Imagine the pictures of the two high mountains on the left and right, and I couldn't help but fight.

"Just chat, I don't know how to drink, and I don't play games." I said.

Perhaps it was professional needs. The two mountains looked like a cold man, but they would chat abnormally. After a while, my career, age, and native place were set up.

It may be that I can speak well, and I am very obedient. The two are no longer as restrained as they are at the beginning, or even ...

"I have a special temperament when I look at it. This is really a big violin, my hand is really beautiful." Takayama 1 pulled my hand to my eyes to observe carefully, and the breathing was spit on my fingertips, which made me very uncomfortable.

I just wanted to pull my hands, and the other side of Takayama 2 suddenly came over and entangled my other hand: "How did the Qin Bow take it? Is this that? You teach me."

I didn't know who hooked up on my waist, and my scalp exploded all at once.

At first, he was kissed by Ran Qingzhuang. Although he was shocked, he may not have the relationship between his behavior. I did not feel uncomfortable. I thought that men would not have any special feeling. But now, I feel like I have stepped on the vomit in barefoot, and I feel uncomfortable from the inside out.

Is this that I have always felt uneasy expectations?

I know that this is a high -level club. Everyone comes to find fun. The young master himself is the profession of wipe the ball. It is normal for the intimate contact with the guests to have some physically.

Ran Qingzhuang was very relaxed, and the two young masters did not see him shook his face to him. I want to do it like him too, but I can't.

But if I suddenly withdrew the person who was prepared by Kong Tan, Kong Tan was afraid that I would feel that I had deliberately settled his face and embarrassed him.

Ran Qingzhuang said that he couldn't get out of trouble today. At the beginning, I had to bear it.

"Next time I have the opportunity to perform again." I broke the entanglement on both sides and got up from the card seat. When I saw Ran Qingzhuang, they did not notice me. After asking the waiter's bathroom, they walked out of the box quickly.

I couldn't help but breathe the fresh and elegant air outside.

I washed my face slightly on the washing table, wiped their hands with a paper towel, and a young man with blue -gray hair in the compartment.

The hair was too picky. I couldn't help but look at it with an involuntary, and as a result, I was right in the mirror with the other person.

"Ah! Ji Ning?" He opened his almond eyes slightly in surprise and called out my name accurately.

know me?

I looked at each other blankly, and my mind was blank, and I couldn't remember the name of the person who could face his face.

"I, Zhaofeng!" The other party pointed at himself and said an unexpected identity. "Zhaofeng, who is in the southern vocational, you will give me up a class at the high school, and you will not forget me Bar?"

His name was like a magical key, which opened my dusty memories at the moment of hearing, reminding me a lot.

I held the hand -washing table, and the whole person was a little stunned.

It turned out that before I reported Ran Qingzhuang and Lin Sheng, Ran Qingzhuang hated me.

Chapter 22 that is just a dog

I did bury Little Black with Ran QingZhuang.

To be more precise, Little Black is dying before us.

Ran QingZhuang likes Little Black very much. Since this little stray appeared near the school, Ran QingZhuang can't help but stop to touch it and play with it for a while when he sees it.

My seat is beside the window, facing the back door of the school, where it is near the cafeteria, and it is also the daily cleaning area of ​​Ran Qingzhuang's class.

For a while, I don't know if Ran Qingzhuang had offended their class teacher and was punished. I could see him sweeping the floor downstairs every day and five days. It is not appropriate to say that the sweeping floor is not appropriate, because he just plays the broom lazily, or stands out of the broom.

At that time, I just knew that he had such a person, but he was not familiar with him. In the cognition, except for the students of our school, he and the South Vocational and Southern Vocational who could not do business all day, and it was not much worse. If it wasn't for his performance, it may have been fired by the school long ago.

Every time he sees him, he is either criticized by the teacher or a penalty station outside the office. Although there was no rumor to bully his classmates, whenever he had a injury on his face and a stinky face passed through the corridor, the students would still be subconsciously attached to the wall to give him a way.

He always has no spirit, he doesn't care, indifferent, violent. This is all my impression of him at first.

The back door is locked all the year round, and only opens when the canteen is delivering goods, but Little Black and the raccoon cat are hard to come by.They got in and out from the cracks of the door, and they were skilled and experienced. They didn't walk away when they came in. They just waited obediently at the back door of the canteen, and there would always be a kind canteen aunt who brought out some leftovers to feed them.

And as long as Little Black appeared, Ran QingZhuang wouldn't be sleepy.

I remember that the sun was very good that day. In the morning reading, I had no intention of sweeping my eyes downstairs. When I saw Ran Qingzhuang holding a broom in her hand, I kept waving teasing the little raccoon cat.

The kitten flexibly stretched out his paw and poured the head of the bamboo broom. He even hung it on it several times, and the little black dog rotated anxiously not far away. Look.

Ran Qingzhuang laughed clearly and lightly, and the sun was sprinkled on him, falling on the corner of his rising lips, and he couldn't tell who the blessing, which made him look particularly warm.

It turned out that he could laugh like this. The inexplicable emotion flashed, just left a faint seal in my heart, and did not make me care too much.

Later, when I arrived in the second year of high school, the teacher gave me the work of Ran Qingzhuang. Although just a semester, I have been in contact, and I have changed from "knowing" to "knowing" him.