villain public enemy

After finishing everything, Juss was exhausted. He was lying on the sofa, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, which made him very uncomfortable, so he simply rolled it back, revealing his smooth forehead.

A little sweat dripped down the collarbone from the chin, the boy's eyes were slightly closed, the eyelashes like crow feathers covered a pair of shining eyes, the shallow and thin lips were slightly parted, and the tip of the pink tongue was faintly visible.

As soon as Scott opened the door, he saw this visual feast. His heartbeat almost stopped for a moment, and he even forgot to breathe.

The cool night breeze blew the crimson curtains, the tassels swayed in the wind, and the scent of violets sneaked into the house along with the wind. The flowering season is coming to an end, but the violets are blooming even more at this time, as if they are going to be mad at the end of life. Take a gamble.

For a moment, Scott seemed to have returned to the classroom that day, which was just an ordinary summer afternoon.

Professor Charles was pushing a wheelchair to give a lecture. The violets outside the window were in full bloom. The blue violets were dazzling. .

Juss was rubbing his eyes and waking up from a nap. Those eyes were clearly blue, but he suddenly felt how similar those eyes were to the violet...

"Scott??" Juss poked Scott who was standing at the door stupidly. Are you tricking me?

When Scott came back to his senses, he was startled, and it took a moment for him to fully react.

"What the hell did you just do?" Juss asked suspiciously, crossing his arms over his chest.

Scott pursed his lower lip. He dared to say it, but Juss definitely didn't believe it, "It's getting late, do you want to stay and sleep? Or go back to the apartment?"

Qiu Si tilted his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already past 11 o'clock, "I want to go back, please tell the professor for me, I will come later tomorrow."

"Oh, okay." Scott was a little disappointed, and he even cleaned the room next to him, unexpectedly, Juss would not stay.

Juss picked up his backpack and was about to open the door. As if remembering something, he turned around and said to Scott, "Scott, what's your cell phone number?"

He asked for my phone number?Could it be that he finally got the hang of it?Countless thoughts flashed through Scott's mind. He read out his number excitedly. At the end, he looked at Joss dumbfounded, and said, say what you haven't said yet.

Joss carefully saved Scott's number and gave him a name: Little Silly Team.

Well, a super apt name, Scott seems to be a very reliable person, but Juss found that sometimes, Scott would secretly giggle by himself inexplicably, and once he even stared at Juss for a long time. , causing Qiu Si to keep thinking about how he offended him that day.

"Then I'll go first. If I have any ideas, I'll call you." Qiu Si shook the phone in his hand.

Scott nodded dejectedly, like a poor husky.

Qiu Si couldn't help touching his hair, um, it felt good, he retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and waved: "See you tomorrow, good night."

"Good night." Scott's eyes lit up in a second, and the previous depression was swept away. He really is interested in me... probably.

It was late at night, and the gentle evening wind made people drowsy. The neon lights on the street were colorful, and the green light on the sidewalk was turned off and turned into a red light. Vehicles flashed past one after another.

Jus swiped his phone, and the Winter Soldier had already sent him a text message, making an appointment at a relatively easy-to-find bar.

He curled his lips, the Winter Soldier is really only allowed to set fires by state officials, not to allow people to light lamps, and not allowed to drink when he is invited to a bar, awesome, this is top-notch!

"Give me your bag and mobile phone!" A hoarse male voice sounded from behind, and something hard like a gun was pressed against his waist. Qiu Si narrowed his eyes and turned his fingers, pretending to hand the phone back, The moment the person behind touched the phone, Qiu Si ruthlessly retracted the phone, hit the man's ribs with his elbow, and quickly snatched the penis.

Pulling the safety catch, Qiu Si stepped on the man's abdomen, pointed the gun at the robber and said with a smile, "Now, I should say, give me your money, right?"

"Puchi", Nighthawk almost laughed out loud. Originally, he planned to help the boy, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he changed completely. The prey became the hunter, and the hunter became the prey.

"Sir, please come out for a while." Juss looked sharply at the corner, and Nighthawk came out of the darkness with a paper bag in his hand, smiling lightly.

In fact, if Nighthawk hadn't laughed out loud, Jus would have almost missed him. His complexion is really a natural invisible killer.

"I'm just passing by." Nighthawk shook the paper bag in his hand at him, and the smell of tuna sandwich came from it, "This is breakfast."

Qiu Si glanced at him. Although this guy was sneaky, he really had no murderous intent.

He turned his head to look at the person he stepped on, tsk, a typical street gangster, "Hey, buddy, where's your sincerity?"

Qiu Si looked at the man with mischief, the man's face was ashen, he thought he didn't expect to step on the "thorn head", and took out the wallet from his pocket.

"Thank you, I think the children in the orphanage will like their new schoolbag very much." Juss said with a smile after weighing the wallet, moving his foot away from the man's belly.

Just when the robber was relieved, a smile suddenly appeared on Qiu Si's face, and he pulled the trigger forcefully.

"Ah..." The man screamed and shivered.

However, the gunshots did not ring out, and the imaginary pain did not happen.

He opened his eyes again, the boy had disappeared, and the so-called passerby had also left.

"Chocolate?" Qiu Si took a bite of the gun in his hand. The strong taste of chocolate makes people feel happy physically and mentally, and the "dried fruit" in it has just the right crispness, and the combination of the two is absolutely seamless.

He was nibbling on the chocolate gun while walking, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

"Mr. Passerby, what do you want to do with me?" Qiu Si turned his head, half of his face was in the dark and half in the light under the streetlight, with an unpredictable expression.

"How did you do that?" Nighthawk didn't find an excuse to explain his behavior, but looked curiously at the gun in Joss's hand.

Based on his years of experience, he can be 100% sure that this is a real gun, but just now when Juss pressed the trigger, no bullet came out, and he even gnawed half of it.

Shaking the remaining chocolate gun in his hand, Qiu Si tilted his head, "You mean this?"

"Yes." Nighthawk said.

Qiu Si raised his brows jokingly, and said, "Why should I tell you?"

Nighthawk smiled and shook his breakfast, "I trade with you?"

Juss glanced at the paper bag, wanting to change it for a tuna sandwich, it's just...

marvelous!The taste of tuna is really delicious!Qiu Si took a bite of the sandwich and thought happily, it's a pity that there is no wine at this time, otherwise, the sandwich and beer couldn't be more delicious!