Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce

Chapter 3

The night breeze is cool, and it feels refreshing on the face. During the evening self-study at nine o'clock, Meng Yu rejected Jing Zewen's invitation to travel with him. He has always been used to being alone, whether it is eating or going home, he always It is comfortable, quiet, and can have free time for cranky thoughts.

There are a few not-so-bright stars scattered in the sky, and the moon is half covered by the black clouds, revealing its tip.

Until he could no longer see the school and was sure to be bumped into by someone he knew, Meng Yu took out the cigarette case from his pocket and stuffed it in his mouth.

The neon lights were flickering, the traffic flow was no less than during the day, and there were more people hanging out, the streets were bustling and bustling, and the chatter and laughter wafted past my ears, but all of this had nothing to do with Meng Yu.

He took off his school uniform jacket and held it in his hand. He unbuttoned his collar with his cigarette in his hand, crossed the zebra crossing and turned straight into a dark and deserted alley.

His mind was full of whether the transfer student would tell about his smoking.

Upset, he doesn't want to go home for the time being.

As soon as he walked into the alley, suddenly, his arm was grabbed and dragged back. Meng Yu was unprepared, swayed unsteadily, and almost fell. The expected pain did not come, and he fell into the arms of the person who was pulling him. inside.

Subconsciously looking for a support to stabilize his body, he let go, and the smoke between his fingers fell to the ground.

Meng Yu frowned tightly, stood up straight and turned around, and saw the man's face clearly through the dim streetlight.

"Why are you? Following me?" His tone was very bad, showing a bit of disgust and hostility, as if erecting a protective wall for himself.

Wei Borong stood upright under the street lamp, his eyes hidden under his bangs were playful, and a dangerous aura emanated from his body, Meng Yu, whose brain was filled with anger, didn't notice it.

Wei Bochen pursed his lips, fixedly stared at Meng Yu's irritable and vigilant face, and spoke slowly, with a low and hoarse voice: "No, take the road."

Meng Yu patted the arm he touched in disgust, because the sleeve was at the elbow, and Wei Borong directly touched his skin.

That warmth made Meng Yu feel sick.

Meng Yu looked at the empty alley, feeling that this strange transfer student lives in this alley?

Unable to tell the truth from the transfer student's words, Meng Yu didn't want to pay attention to him, and was discovered by him twice in a row. To be honest, this made him feel very bad, and he had a bad impression of the transfer student. This is not the transfer student's fault.

But since he found out, he was the one who was at fault.

Meng Yu picked up the smoke at his feet, blew off the dust, turned around and was about to leave the alley, but was grabbed by Wei Borong again. His palms were big and his strength was the same. Among boys, Meng Yu belonged to the thinner type, with no skin in his body. A few taels of flesh, wrists and arms are also very slender, Wei Borong wrapped his wrists in one hand.

But Meng Yu is not a good stubble either, he is skinny, but he still has strength, and he has never lost a fight.

"Let go!" Meng Yu's face turned cold when he held her.

Not only did Wei Borong not let him go, but he dragged him to the depths of the alley and threw him against the wall. Meng Yu, who was leaning against the sticky and wet wall with both hands, had nowhere to escape.

Wei Borong looked at him like he was looking at an animal.

Hitting his back against the wall, the pain was burning. Meng Yu was so angry that he rushed to the top of his head. He lowered his head and twisted his wrists a few times, so that people couldn't see his expression clearly.

The heights of the two are almost the same, but at this moment, Wei Borong seems to be a little taller than Meng Yu.

"Meng Yu, your disguise is good." After examining, Wei Borong sneered and came to a conclusion.

Meng Yu was expressionless, accepted his compliment, suppressed his anger and said indifferently: "Thank you."

As soon as the words were finished, the fist had already been swung out, and the wind of the fist was fierce. With the master's already gushing anger, he swung unreservedly at the opponent. Unfortunately, he had not touched the opponent's face and was stopped.

Meng Yu's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief. In the case of a surprise attack, ordinary people would have no time to react and dodge, but this transfer student easily blocked his attack.

this person……

Wei Bo smiled, and directly pressed Meng Yu's other hand to prevent him from making another move, "Are you a good student or a bad student?"

"It's none of your business!" Meng Yu was so suppressed that only his feet could move. He glared at him fiercely and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wei Borong's grip was so tight that it was likely to crush his bones. Meng Yu Gritting his teeth in pain, flames flickered in his eyes.

He raised his foot to step on Wei Borong, but he saw through him, he preemptively stepped on his instep, and a large shoe print was immediately printed on the white upper.

Wei Borong didn't intend to be polite to him at all, exerting force on his feet, the painful Meng Yu couldn't help being violent, and the scolding made Wei Borong's gloomy mood better, he hooked his lips, as if he was watching a monkey play monkey.

"Yeah, what does it have to do with me? If tomorrow the teachers and classmates know that Meng Yu, a three-good student, is a bad student who smokes and fights in private, tell me, will you be isolated, will you be asked to be a parent? Will you be expelled from school?"

The tone was obviously light and light, but it made Meng Yu tremble all over, and all his movements stopped as if he had pressed the pause button.

"You fucking despicable bastard, if you dare to speak out, I will definitely kill you!"

Since he would choose to disguise himself, it is enough to prove the importance of a good student personality to Meng Yu.

Wei Borong was just guessing at first, but Meng Yu acquiesced directly. He looked at Meng Yu's angry face, the distance between them was only as close as a fist, and their breaths met and fused in the air.

Meng Yu stared, his face was a little ferocious, he was born good-looking, and his appearance has not been affected. Facts have proved that good-looking people are beautiful even when they are angry.

It was pleasing to the eye, Wei Bo's lips moved, and he leaned slightly, resting his chin on Meng Yu's shoulder.

The lips were facing Meng Yu's ears, and the hot and humid breath brushed over the pinnae, Meng Yu trembled slightly, Wei Borong seemed to have discovered something interesting, and looked at him gently, gently ears exhaled.

Meng Yu trembled even more.

Wei Borong laughed softly, "You can try and see if you will be ruined first or I will be killed by you first."

Like the whisper of a devil, it makes people shudder.

Meng Yu has never been in such a mood, whether it is hearing about his life experience, fighting with someone for the first time, or smoking for the first time in fear of being discovered, but facing Wei Borong, he unexpectedly gave birth to A sense of fear.

"What do you want?" He didn't give up struggling, it's easy to admit defeat, but he's not the type to admit defeat easily.

Wei Borong thinks he has a handle on him, and then threatens him with a handle, so he must have an evil purpose.

Meng Yu thought, could it be possible to use this as a threat to make him do some errands?

The air is silent, the alley is filled with the hustle and bustle of the city, and the deep and dark alley is like another world, or isolated from the world.

Silence spread, and the rest of each other's ups and downs of breathing intertwined.

"How about dating me?"