Lao Gong is a crybaby

Tan Minze gritted his teeth, an unstoppable anger shot up in his eyes, and his clenched fists trembled.

Angry?Yang Ju seemed to recall the same expression he had when he first called him "dead fat pig".

But how did it turn into fear and begging for mercy?Why do you bow your head so easily?

Humans are really cheap... Even though they are being bullied, they still beg to be let go like a dog.

Wouldn't it be good to call back?At worst, both sides will suffer, why bow their heads?

Tan Minze tried to suppress the anger in his chest, and asked coldly: "Sang Ran, did you transfer because of you?"

Yang Jue gave an exaggerated "ah", "He didn't tell you? He didn't transfer because of me, I'm a victim..."

He picked up the T-shirt, and there was a hideous scar as long as a thumb on his abdomen.

"That lunatic scratched it with glass, do you know who it was for?"

Tan Minze pursed his lips and remained silent.

"It's all done for a woman, it seems like true love..." He noticed that Tan Minze frowned, although it was only for a moment.

"You've seen that girl before, Tian Rui. I didn't expect Sang Ran to follow her as soon as she transferred to another school. Are they not together?"

If it wasn't for seeing Sang Ran fight like that for a stranger with his own eyes, if it wasn't for Sang Ran and him being together a long time ago, maybe he was really deceived by Yang Jue's two or three words.

Seeing that Tan Minze didn't respond, Yang Ju felt bored, "Let's talk about something you're interested in."

"Have you ever seen Sang Ran crying and begging for mercy?"

"It wasn't his business at first, but he insisted on being a hero to save the beauty, so he rushed over alone. I thought he was so powerful, but he was so beaten that he couldn't stand up. He knelt on the ground and begged me to let him go. "

Having said that, Yang Jue sat down, leaned in front of him and said in a low voice, "Sang Ran looks pretty good, right? Do you know what I thought he looked like at that time?"

He stuck it to Tan Minze's ear, and said word by word: "It looks like someone..." The following words seemed to have stabbed him hard with a poisonous needle.

"Boom—" Tan Minze finally couldn't take it anymore, grabbed his collar and punched him hard in the face.

He knew that it was impossible for Sang Ran to beg for mercy from him as he said, and he would never allow him to use such obscene words to slander Sang Ran.

"Damn it!" Yang Gun grabbed him by the neck and pushed him down on the sofa, "You are capable! I dare to do it!"

Although Tan Minze is not as weak as before, he is still far behind Yang Ju, who has been fighting with others all the year round, and now he is restrained by one move, but he can't break free.

"What? After following Sang Ran, you even learned his temper?"

Tan Minze pulled his arm hard, his face flushed red.

Yang Ju suddenly let go of his hand.

"Ahem..." He hadn't had time to catch his breath when he was suddenly punched in the abdomen again.

He opened his eyes, covered the sore spot with his mouth half-opened, "Haah...uh..." His face was pale from the pain, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and nose.

All the strength in my body was used to tremble.

Yang Jue easily grabbed his hair and threw him to the ground.

He knelt down, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wiped it all over Tan Minze's face, pinched his chin and twisted it hard, "Please, beg me like before, and I will let you go."

Tan Minze gave him a hard look, endured the severe pain, struggled to free his hand, curled up on the ground and sucked the air greedily, trying to alleviate the pain in this way.

"Fuck!" Yang Ju stood up and kicked him on the waist.

"Ah—" Just as he groaned in pain, he immediately bit his lower lip tightly to prevent his voice from coming out.

The empty room echoed with Yang Juan's angry beating and cursing and occasional murmurs of pain that were not overflowing.

It was already ten o'clock when I got home. Tan Shuya was looking for something to eat in the refrigerator, when she heard the sound of the door closing suddenly, her heart tightened, she conveniently hid the fruit knife behind her back and approached the hall quietly.

Seeing that it was Tan Minze, she breathed a sigh of relief in fear. Fortunately, she had a false alarm, and she thought a thief had entered the house.

"When did you go out?"

Tan Minze didn't speak, and walked straight past her. It was his limit to walk such a few steps with his back straight, and he didn't have any extra strength to answer her words.

I'm afraid that when I open my mouth, I will expose the pain of this whole body.

Should he be thankful that Yang Ju didn't attack his face?Or is he actually afraid that people will find out?

Tan Shuya got angry: "Why are you pretending to be dumb when I ask you?"

He frowned, quickly entered the room and locked the door behind him.

Finally unable to bear it anymore, he slid down the door, tears streaming out one by one.

He took out the cell phone from his trouser pocket, and it was full of Sang Ran's missed calls and text messages.

Tan Minze smiled. Fortunately, it was set to mute in advance.

Such a light smile hurt the wound, he held the phone, and couldn't bear the pain anymore.

"Sang Ran... I'm in so much pain... Sang Ran..." It seemed that calling his name would make me feel better.

On Sunday afternoon, Tan Minze came to the dormitory early. He had just put down his schoolbag, and before he could move his muscles and bones, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders and his legs trembled.

"Tan Minze! How dare you..."

"Hiss—" His whole body was in pain, as if someone had swung an ax in the middle.

"What's wrong with you?" Sang Ran hurriedly jumped off his back, and walked around to find that his face was frighteningly pale.

Sang Ran tremblingly supported his shoulders, anxious, "Where does it hurt? The waist? Let me have a look." Then she reached out to lift the hem of his clothes.

"Don't..." Tan Minze grabbed his wrist, took him into his arms, and leaned on his shoulder.

Laughed weakly, "I tripped over a chair yesterday and hit the corner of the table with my waist, and it still hurts."

He took a breath, and at least it didn't hurt so much, "I left my mobile phone on the bus. I just went to the station to find it today. I just saw you make so many calls after charging it. I'm sorry... for making you worry." gone."

There was a lot of complaining in his stomach and he couldn't say it anymore, he begged softly: "Let me see it?"

Tan Minze bit his earlobe lightly, as if coquettishly, "No, you will feel distressed when you see it, and I will feel even more uncomfortable."

"Then have you wiped it with alcohol?" He didn't want to embarrass Tan Minze, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​watching it.

"Wipe it, it should be fine in a few days."

Sang Ran complained: "Why are you so stupid? You can trip over a chair."

Tan Minze sighed, "Hey... I shouldn't have been so busy thinking about you at that time."

Sang Ran couldn't help laughing for a moment, "Ha! I didn't say I missed me before, but now I rely on me when I get hurt. Tan Minze, you are really good! I thought you were a little white flower before, but now I realize that you are a black lotus."

Tan Minze tightened his arms, playing foolishly, "It's too late, it's too late for you to regret it now."

"No regrets, no matter how black you are, I won't regret it."

He raised his head, his eyes mixed with passion and sadness, "The coming-of-age ceremony...can you give it to me now?"

He has never been so impatient as he is now. Yang Jue's appearance is like a time bomb buried beside him and Sang Ran. If he doesn't pay attention, he may be crushed to pieces.

He was afraid, afraid that when everything was irreversible, he would regret not cherishing every minute and every second with Sang Ran, and there were still many things they hadn't done together.

He wants more memories, memories he can miss for a lifetime.

"You! What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of coming-of-age ceremony do you want before you are an adult?" Sang Ran's face was flushed, and he was unprepared for him to come out suddenly, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't speak smoothly.

His eyes were erratic, and he couldn't bear to look at him.

Why did Tan Minze suddenly become so active?Although it feels a little strange, but now my mind is a mess, and I can't think of a reason.

Tan Minze held his face, forcing him to look at him, Sang Ran licked his lips nervously, but in his eyes, this move was tantamount to setting fire in his heart, Tan Minze swallowed, "Is it okay?"

"I... I'm not ready... Another day..." He hasn't brushed his teeth yet, what if Tan Minze kisses him once and he doesn't want to kiss him again?

Tan Minze smiled, "It's okay, you don't need to prepare." He lowered his head slowly, his cheekbones pressed against Sang Ran's hot cheeks, Sang Ran's heart was pounding, and his breathing became disordered.

"Sang Ran, I really like you."

"I know... um!" He widened his eyes, and Tan Minze eagerly sealed his lips and teeth the moment he spoke.

Tan Minze's kiss was menacing, but the stamina was insufficient. He was inexperienced and didn't know what to do next. The two stared at each other.

Suddenly feeling ashamed, he simply closed his eyes and sucked back and forth with his soft lips.

With trembling brows and quick and clumsy movements, Sang Ran easily saw through his panic.

ah...the idiot...

He reached out and clasped the back of Tan Minze's head, and pressed a little harder against himself. His fiery tongue pried open his white teeth and drilled in, brutally invading his territory, staining every corner with his own traces.

"Mmm... um... Sang..." He couldn't breathe, his brain became dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and his hands lost strength.

Sang Ran lowered her eyes and saw the chair beside Tan Minze, she hooked her feet and moved a few inches behind him, then supported Tan Minze's arm and pushed him down on the chair.

The lips of the two were only separated for a moment, and Sang Ran leaned over to cover them again.

"Sang Ran... don't... um..."

Sang Ran knelt on the chair with one knee, her hands stuck to Tan Minze's fragile neck, and her thumbs pushed his mandible up, forcing him to raise his head high to bear his unskilled but domineering and fiery kiss.

He stretched out his weak hands to push Sang Ran away, but it was useless. The wet corners of his eyes, the bright and blurred eyes with tears glistened, took away all of Sang Ran's rationality.

He just wanted to punish him severely.

Don't tell him if you have something on your mind.

Don't let him see when he is injured.

In order to hide his mouth full of rhetoric.

Seduced him and still want to get out?

"Please..." Even the strength to open his eyes was taken away by Sang Ran, and he could only make some broken whimpers.

The limbs became limp, the neck was stiff and sore, the mouth became numb after opening the mouth for too long, and the hand holding Sang Ran's skirt was still trembling and refused to let go.

He seemed to regard this as the only piece of driftwood in the vast and choppy sea, and if he let go, he would fall into the dark and cold deep sea.

Finally, Sang Ran let him go, panting heavily against his forehead, but her heart was still bumping on the huge waves, and she didn't know when she would calm down.

Kissing was really amazing. At that moment, he truly felt that this person belonged to him completely, and his mind floated as if he had stepped into a fairyland. The unprecedented happiness made him addicted in an instant.

He's crazy to want to keep this until two years later.