Yiganlu and Yimu sat on the same bench, and he could feel the bench beneath him stirring and about to be lifted up.
If he didn't hold him down, Yiganlu would have hit him with a stool.
He somewhat regretted bringing Yiganlu, this impulsive fellow. This pampered young master, who had lived a life of luxury and privilege, had never been humiliated like this before.
But we can't let it happen now, or all the groundwork we've laid will be for nothing.
The group of people opposite me were watching a circus performance, their faces beaming with the smiles of appraising the objects, which was very uncomfortable.
Yiganlu was so angry his forehead was practically steaming.
He really didn't know what Yi Mu was thinking. How could he tolerate being bullied to this extent?
Suddenly, a hand covered his own. Iganlu, who was enraged, shuddered and turned to meet Imu's eyes.
Yi Mu's eyes are very beautiful, much like that woman's eyes. They are not round almond eyes, but long and narrow, with thick eyelashes and upturned corners.
Yiganlu's mother said that Li Xiaoyun was the kind of vixen who seduced men, and that her eyes could steal people's hearts.
But Li Xiaoyun was timid and cowardly. Her alluring eyes were usually turned down, like a stray dog with drooping eyebrows, making her very unappealing.
Her son, however, did not.
Yi Mu was spirited and youthful, with a smile often in his beautiful eyes.
If she puts on a cold face, that's even more impressive; with just a slight lift of her eyes, an aloof and elegant aura emanates from her.
The boys in the class all said that Yi Mu was beautiful and androgynous; if he wore women's clothes, he might be even prettier than the school beauty.
For some reason, Yiganlu stared into those eyes, unable to move.
Yi Mu knew he had temporarily calmed Yi Ganlu down, so he grabbed Yi Ganlu's arm and told him to stand up.
He turned and smiled at the eldest brother, who looked like a lump of fat, and the second brother, whose expression was unreadable.
“My classmate is very straightforward and overreacted. He said he was looking for men in the food street, so I guess I count too.”
The second son stared at him with amusement and nodded.
When Yiganlu heard them say that, he had a bad feeling. He took a step back, but Yimu grabbed his wrist.
Yiganlu stared at Yimu's face, which was flushed and stained with alcohol, and swallowed hard.
Yi Mu leaned closer to him and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You have to cooperate with me. In ten minutes at most, I'll make them send themselves to the police station to spend their time in jail."
Yiganlu can't hold his liquor. He had already drunk quite a bit at their table earlier, and then he chugled two more bottles here. His head was practically mush by now.
Yi Mu always speaks in a methodical and orderly manner, which makes people unconsciously believe in him.
Iganlu nodded, and the next second, a hand was placed over his eyes.
The world was plunged into darkness, and a complex smell wafted into his nostrils.
The shampoo had a refreshing scent, but also the bitter taste of the cheap cigarettes that Yi Mu had just falsely praised, and a stimulating smell of alcohol.
I couldn't see anything, but I could hear a jumble of noises and jeers.
Iganlu was more nervous than ever before. Suddenly, something warm and moist pressed against his lips.
After realizing what it was, Yiganlu reflexively pushed the person in front of him, but was stopped by Yimu grabbing his wrist.
Yiganlu's face turned bright red, almost as if it were bleeding.
Yi Mu is a lunatic! They're brothers, blood brothers!
People nearby were jeering: "Don't think you can get away with this, thirty seconds! French kiss!"
Iganlu's scalp tingled with rage. He gritted his teeth, trying to prevent Imu's tongue from entering.
Yi Mu frowned, moved his hand down, and pinched a spot lightly.
Iganlu felt a jolt of electricity shoot up from his tailbone and involuntarily loosened his jaw.
Taking advantage of the moment, Yi Mu deepened the kiss.
The three girls not far away stared in disbelief, unsure of how to react.
Thirty seconds was enough for Yi Mu to figure out how to toy with these thugs next.
Thirty seconds was enough for the still somewhat dazed Iganlu to become intoxicated by this skillful kiss.
When the time was up, Yimu let go of Yiganlu's hand, but was grabbed by him instead.
Iganlu is already addicted, grabbing Imu and wanting more.
Yi Mu's face darkened, and he pushed him away forcefully.
Iganlu, who was completely absorbed in the moment, finally came to his senses, and his neck turned red.
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