"Let me ask you, are you a rat?" Tong Shuai raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked up and down, "Looking at your appearance, you're pretty much the same."
"You, you, you." The corners of the little black clown's mouth trembled, and he stuttered for a moment.
"What are you?" Tong Shuai snorted and laughed, "You don't look as good as a mouse."
"You, you guys." The man glared at Tong Shuai fiercely and twitched his hand vigorously.
"What's wrong? You don't accept it?" Tong Shuai exerted a little force on his hand.
The little black clown yelled "Ouch" again and said repeatedly: "I'm convinced, my hand is about to break, let go quickly."
"Why do you still have to be seductive?" Tong Shuai raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced down at the little black clown.
With this little potential, you still want to play tricks in front of him!
"What's wrong with me?" Little Heichou blurted out, looking at Tong Shuai with an arrogant look, and then at the beautiful girl beside him, "I just wanted to."
"What do you want to do?" Tong Shuai raised his voice slightly.
Seeing this little black clown looking at the beautiful girl who could play with a kitchen knife with fascination, he felt uncomfortable.
"Hey, hey, be gentle, brother." Little Heichou looked at Tong Shuai and twitched the corners of his mouth, "I just want to become a disciple, so what if I don't become a disciple?"
Hearing this, Tong Shuai chuckled in his heart, his face did not change, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "No more worship?"
"No more." The little black clown glared.
What the hell, who wants to really become a disciple? I just want to strike up a conversation because the girl is pretty.
Who the hell thought that Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway.
Little Heichou pursed his lips with some hatred, twitching the corners of his mouth again and again, and glanced at Tong Shuai, but this man was taller than him and could fight better than him.
Forget it! A good man won’t suffer the immediate consequences!
Tong Shuai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at the beautiful girl on the left from the corner of his eye, and asked again: "Are you sure you don't want to worship me?"
"I won't bow anymore. A man's words are hard to catch." Little Heichou raised his head and said, "Brother, let go, your hand is about to break."
"I'm not your big brother, don't yell."
Tong Shuai squinted his eyes, he didn't want such an ugly brother.
"..." Xiao Heichou pursed his lips and blinked, "Hero, a good man!"
Tong Shuai smiled and let go: "Okay, let's go."
Little Heichou rubbed his wrist, looked around at the pretty girl, then looked at Tong Shuai, grinning, "Hero, hero, who are you?"
"Me?" Tong Shuai was suddenly asked.
Ahem, who is he?
What the heck, is it possible that I have to come to him to compete with him another day?
Tong Shuai raised his hand and touched his chin, which had not yet grown any stubble.
If this kid really has that ability, he deserves a punch!
Tong Shuai blinked and glanced at the little Heichou in front of him.
Look at this little Heichou, he doesn't seem to have the courage. It seems that he doesn't need to tell this brat his name.
I can't stand either move!
However, I accidentally glanced at the beautiful girl who hadn't left yet, and her look suddenly flashed in my mind. Ahem, maybe I should retaliate.
Tong Shuai raised his eyebrows slightly, "I am Tong Shuai, a childhood boy, very handsome."
"Haha, Tong Shuai?" Little Heichou suddenly laughed and looked at Tong Shuai meaningfully, "This name is not bad, that is."
"What?" Tong Shuai looked at the man, waved his hand, glared, "Say."
"That's right," the little black clown laughed sarcastically, "he's not ugly either, so he's not bad."
There was a sound of "Puch" and laughter came.
The pretty girl smiled.
Tong Shuai looked at the little Heichou opposite, then at her, smiled sheepishly, and raised his hand to wipe his handsome face.
For a while, the three of them were silent.
Tong Shuai glanced at her next to him out of the corner of his eye, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Hehe, what is she laughing at?
It seems he didn't say anything.
The little black clown looked at the two people in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "Who is she to you?"
Tong Shuai: "..."
Who?
He doesn't know!
He just likes to watch her play with kitchen knives.
What did she say? She didn't seem to know him, right?
Tong Shuai couldn't help but glance at her, and when he met her smiling eyes, his heart suddenly tightened. Something slipped through his heart, but he couldn't catch it.
"Oh, I understand." The little black clown looked at him and her from side to side, nodded, and took two steps back, "Boy, you're lucky, you have pretty good taste, I won't argue with you, this
I’ll give it up to you, girl.”
Ah? Tong Shuai was startled and gave it to him?
"I've granted you permission and I'm leaving."
After the little black clown finished speaking, he laughed twice, "Hey hey", turned around and left.
Staying, he and she looked at each other speechless...
The crowded crowd seemed to be no longer in sight, and the lively noise seemed to suddenly quiet down.
The world seemed to be frozen in an instant.
There was only him and the beautiful girl in front of him in the whole world.
Tong Shuai just looked at her in front of him quietly, and she looked towards him with a smile.
"Hello, Tong Shuai, I am Zhan Yun. I spread my wings and fly up to the night sky, and the thick and light smoke and clouds show my paintings."
"Ah?" Tong Shuai was startled for a moment, feeling a little hot at the base of his ears. His eyes wandered around, and he responded, "Oh."
Is she introducing herself to him?
I heard the first line clearly, but I didn't hear the last line of the poem clearly.
Tong Shuai carefully raised his eyes and looked at her again. Under her full smile, an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged in his heart.
A little warm, a little joyful.
She was still a little inexplicably excited and nervous. Under her smiling gaze, her heart began to beat uneasily, staggering and almost jumping out of her mouth.
Tong Shuai couldn't help but swallow his saliva and lowered his eyes.
At this moment, he suddenly understood something.
It turned out that what he liked was not only her skill in playing with the kitchen knife, but also the person who stood in front of him and played with the kitchen knife.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to like it!
very nice!
He has a girl he likes!
Tong Shuai blinked his eyes, raised his hand to wipe his face, and laughed twice: "Hello, Zhan Yun, I am Tong Shuai."
"I know," Zhan Yun smiled, with big eyes, bright eyes, and two cute dimples at the corners of his mouth, "I remember you, Tong-xiao-handsome-!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Ah? Tong Shuai was stunned for a moment, is this?
He was obviously a handsome young man, but why did he become a handsome young man in the eyes of that beautiful girl?
That beautiful girl, that girl who can wield two swords, oh, no, no, no, Zhan Yun!
Zhan Yun said she remembered him? She called him Tong Xiaoshuai?
Tong Shuai looked at Zhan Yun's leaving figure, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes filled with smiles.
Could it be, hehe!
A small emotion suddenly surged up and floated in his heart. Tong Shuai raised his hand and pressed on the left side of his heart. He finally understood that that emotion was called "heartbeat".