Walking Horse Jincheng West

Qiao Huai felt something was wrong when he opened the door. Usually, Jiang Wentao and his servant were always noisy in the dormitory, and his insolent laughter could be heard through the door, even the housekeeper couldn't help it.

But today, when he walked to the door and opened it, he didn't hear a sound. Qiao Huai thought to himself, didn't he come back?

As soon as the door was opened, it was pitch black, the curtains were tightly drawn, not letting in any light, a hand slanted in and grabbed Qiao Huai's collar and dragged it, and the door closed.

Qiao Huai didn't react, and was punched in the stomach, accompanied by a ferocious voice: "Hmph, you bastard, dare to pry into the corner of labor and management, labor and management will kill you!"

It's Jiang Wentao.

The next punch continued to hit Qiao Huai's stomach with the roar of the wind. They still had a bit of brains and knew that they couldn't hit the face.

Qiao Huai closed his eyes, thought indifferently, and caught the punch with incomparable accuracy.

The wizard was lying on the table doing homework. The little fat man licked a popsicle in one hand and asked curiously, "Wizard, you haven't said anything yet. You said Qiao Huai practiced it?"

"Don't make trouble, I'm doing my homework." The wizard calculated seriously, but he still couldn't figure out the solution of this equation, and he was just getting annoyed.

It's also fortunate that the dormitory has air conditioning, if it's in a stuffy classroom, I don't know how annoying he will be.

"Oh, this is not due tomorrow, why don't you show it to me first!" Tong Xiaopang didn't understand Xueba's mind, and pestered him persistently.

Cheng Yulu was also doing homework, a little unhappy and said: "Tong Shiyao, can you be quiet, we are all doing homework. If you don't study hard, don't delay us."

Tong Shiyao couldn't stand Cheng Yulu turning on the dick mode, so he immediately raised his hands and returned to his place in despair.

Seeing that Tong Xiaopang looked a little unhappy, Yin Su approached him with a smile and asked, "Pangpang, do you have any popsicles? Give me one?"

Tong Xiaopang's family doted on him very much. The school didn't have a washing machine, so they got him a small washing machine; they didn't have a refrigerator, so they got him a small refrigerator, and they gave gifts to the principal and dormitory management separately, just because they were afraid that his family's little pang would have a bad life.

The little fat man happily gave him a popsicle, and then the two chatted together in a low voice, occasionally laughing, but they both knew to take it back immediately.

After the wizard finished his homework, he stretched contentedly, and when he turned his head, Tong Xiaopang and Yin Su stopped talking and looked at him eagerly.

He "slapped" the mosquito that tried to suck his blood to death, and said slowly, "What are you two doing?"

"Brother, please, please clear up the confusion for us!" Tong Xiaopang clasped his hands together, Xing Xing stared at him, and nearly knelt down.

Yin Su was also curious, and even Cheng Yulu, who was holding a heavy Ci Hai, couldn't help looking at him.

The wizard felt a lot of pressure in an instant, and he almost didn't overwhelm him.He tremblingly said: "You, don't look at me like this, I am Alexander."

After a pause, he sighed, suddenly cupped his face and said shyly, "It's all because I'm so beautiful~"

"..."

The expressions of the other three people were very exciting, wanting to vomit, wanting to laugh or not, suffocating to death.

The wizard waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not teasing you. Qiao Huai grew up in martial arts. To be honest, a guy like Jiang Wentao can't survive three tricks under his hands."

"So awesome?!" Tong Xiaopang yelled, envious.

Boys all yearn for this kind of skill of punching Mount Tai and kicking Wudang. The hero who saves the beauty cannot be a fat man who runs a step and takes three breaths, or is gentle and only plays tricks.

"Yeah." The wizard looked at his cheeks and said depressedly, "When I was a child, I always couldn't fight with him. I still thought he was cheating, but I realized later that he had tried his best to let me go, otherwise it would be easy to suffer."

"It's amazing, I want to learn it too." Tong Xiaopang said yearningly.

The wizard cruelly broke his fantasy: "You? Forget it. Do you know how hard it is to learn martial arts? There are nine cold days in five yellow months and nine cold days in June, and there is no rest all year round. If you have time, you have to practice, or you will die. He used to be Get up after five o'clock and do a set of punches, and then wake me up after making breakfast. Now it's inconvenient to let it go at school, and it's probably all born."

Tong Shiyao opened his mouth wide, and stammered: "This, so, how did Qiao Huai persist?"

The wizard was silent for a while, and the boyish eyebrows and eyes became a bit dignified, and the atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly became serious.

After a while, I heard the wizard say: "Qiao Huai, he probably has a hero complex."

"..."

The corners of Cheng Yulu's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head to continue reading; Tong Shiyao and Yin Su looked at each other, and suddenly felt itchy hands, and wanted to punch someone.

The next day, Qiao Huai brought a bottle of oil and went to the wizard's dormitory on time to wake them up.

Yin Su got up early, and when he went to open the door, he saw the oil bottle and almost slammed the door shut.

Qiao Huai held the door with one hand, looking at him inexplicably.

Pointing at the oil bottle, Yin Su stammered, "He, he, why..."

Tuoyouping is a delinquent boy with dyed blond hair. His facial features are not bad, and he is very handsome. Unfortunately, his right eye is black and blue, and the corner of his mouth is wounded. .

Tuo Youping raised his hand, smiled brightly at Yin Su, dragged the wound, and wailed immediately.

Qiao Huai walked into their dormitory, frowned and said, "Don't pay attention to him, there's something wrong."

"??"

"Oh, the boss is so handsome, a left hook, a right hook, and a roundhouse kick, all of which directly blasted Jiang Wentao!"

The wizard was brushing his teeth in a daze, and his ears were full of narrations of the adoration of the blond-haired boy.

Qiao Huai raised his forehead: "It's pitch black, can you see a ghost?"

The yellow-haired boy didn't dare to open his mouth to speak because of the injury at the corner of his mouth, so his voice was a bit vague, but he said firmly: "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, boss, your brave and heroic demeanor has been deeply engraved in my soul!"

"..." Yin Su thought, this child is not only sick, not serious, but also stupid.

Qiao Huai didn't want to talk to him, and turned to look at the wizard.

The boy had already brushed his teeth, his eyelids were drooping, and he was taking off his pajamas.

It was the time when he was pumping, and the wizard looked a little taller and thinner than before, his ribs were clearly visible, and his fair skin was a healthy pink.

He took off his pajamas, and went to take off his pajama pants, revealing two smooth white bare legs. The thing wrapped in the underwear was sleeping peacefully, it was bulging but not big, Qiao Huai knew that it was also beautiful It's pink, small and cute, he saw it when they were taking a bath together, the boys would inevitably compare things, including the birds, and they even grabbed each other jokingly.

For some reason, Qiao Huai's face suddenly burned, and he hurriedly turned his head away, suspecting that the punch he received yesterday was not in the stomach, but in the brain.

"...Qiao Qiao, what's the matter with that person?" The wizard didn't wake up until he got to the classroom, and asked Qiao Huai very slowly.

Qiao Huai pretended to turn over the textbook without looking at him, and said, "Yesterday, Jiang Wentao called a few people to show me some color, but I beat them all up, including him, and then entangled me."

The sorcerer propped his chin, and said "oh" slowly: "It's normal, you are the material to be a male god. But why are you slapping your face, what if they sue the teacher."

"Nothing to do. They turned off the lights, so I couldn't see clearly, and I didn't notice that I was beaten in the face. Will the teacher help them?" Qiao Huai took out the book for a long time, and finally found it when the wizard couldn't help but want to help find it. He took out the book and said with a dry smile, "It's too messy."

The wizard looked puzzled: "Chaotic? This is unscientific, what about your cleanliness, what about your obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Qiao Huai calmly pushed away the wizard's face trying to find out what happened, and said, "Lesson is about to start."

The wizard hurriedly retreated to look for the book, he really put it in a mess, so he found it when the teacher came in.

The yellow-haired boy's name is Jiao Shaoqing, a literary and artistic name, but it's a pity that he completely destroyed it by himself.

"Boss, let me tell you, you must be careful of Jiang Wentao. Our Azure Dragon Gang... Oh, no, their Azure Dragon Gang knows a lot of people in society, and Jiang Wentao will definitely ask them for help." Jiao Shaoqing touched it immediately after class. They came to class and told them that they had quit the Qinglong Gang stubbornly and had been with Qiao Huai ever since.

The wizard ate the bread slowly, and nodded seriously when he heard the words: "This is correct, Qiao Qiao is much more reliable than that Qinglong Gang."

Jiao Shaoqing nodded approvingly, caught a glimpse of Jiang Wentao's gloomy eyes at the end, and hurriedly said: "No, I'm serious, Jiang Wentao will definitely go back and ask people in the society to help. Of course, I know that the boss is good at it. They are nothing, but they have a lot of people, and they will definitely use weapons, the boss is unarmed, so what if he eats a cold stick."

The wizard frowned, this is indeed a problem.

"It's okay. If those people really dare to come, I'll ask my elder brother to come forward." Cheng Yulu looked dull, but his mind was very clear. A person who usually never leaves his seat unless necessary, probably because of this thought, he came out. I traveled thousands of miles to listen to gossip.

Hearing what he said, several people were stunned.

Tong Xiaopang looked at him in surprise: "Book, bookworm, what are you talking about?"

On the contrary, the wizard thought of the limousine that day, and probably understood, so he said seriously: "Chengzi, please."

Because of his personality, Cheng Yulu didn't like to talk to people since he was a child. Wizards and them are his only friends so far, so he really hopes that he can help no matter what.

But the wizard's solemn thanks made him a little overwhelmed.

Qiao Huai patted Cheng Yulu's shoulder and said with a smile: "It's not so serious, it's just a few punks. The wizard is too nervous."

In fact, wizards are justified in worrying.

Jiang Wentao was born in a divorced family, and his parents set up new homes separately. He only paid money on time every month. No one cared about him since he was a child, so he was naturally lawless.In fact, that Xiao Xiao was not his girlfriend at all, he just thought she was pretty, so he ran to confess, but Xiao Xiao rejected him.

It's okay to reject him, but he still confessed like Qiao Huai's little boy.

What's so good about that little boy!Apart from face and grades, what else is there to show off!

Jiang Wentao actually knew very well that apart from Qiao Huai's face and grades, his personality and skill were also outstanding.But a man can never admit that other men are more powerful than himself, so when he asked those people in the society for help, he lied that Qiao Huai had practiced a little, and that he alone was no match.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, your skills are so good, and these brothers have weapons at your side, so I'm afraid he will have a hammer!" Jiang Wentao flattered, and handed it to the person called Brother Zhang. A pack of Yuxi cigarettes, this is the genuine product he had to endure the heartache to buy Qiao Huai.

Brother Zhang took it, opened it casually, and found that it was indeed true, raised his eyelids with a little satisfaction, glanced at Jiang Wentao, and said with a sneer, "It's not worth such a big fight for such a small thing. Call a few brothers and wait for it." Just in case."

Jiang Wentao didn't know how good Qiao Huai's skill was. Originally, all he could talk about was not top-notch, and the people around Brother Zhang were naturally much better. So he thought about it and thought that it should be almost the same, and said: "Then Please trouble Brother Zhang! It would be best if this kid didn't appear in front of me."

He couldn't help it, and seemed to hope Brother Zhang would kill Qiao Huai.

Brother Zhang snorted: "Killing people is against the law. You don't know how to talk, Guawazi. But it's still okay to break his legs. Well, let's bring a steel rod. You said just now, when is it convenient? Do it?"

"Next month, next month's monthly holiday, Qiao Huai and his friend will definitely go home. The traitor had a relationship with them before he betrayed us. He followed them and said that there is a small street that is suitable for fighting. Right behind that clinic."

Soon it was the next month's vacation, and the wizard sat on a chair and watched Qiao Huai sweat profusely as he helped him pack his things.

"Qiao Qiao, don't always treat me like a three-year-old child, okay?"

Qiao Huai didn't look back, and his subordinates didn't stop, and replied: "Really? Then who got out of bed this morning and almost fell off?"

The wizard said angrily: "I said it was an accident!"

Qiao Huai was helpless: "I'm also very afraid of accidents. When you were packing up, you didn't notice that you were hit, what should you do if you hit it?"

"It's not that you are in pain..." the wizard said angrily, "Hurry up and clean it up."

Qiao Huai whispered, "My heart aches."

The young boy didn't know what the strange emotion surging in his chest was, but he subconsciously wanted to treat that person better and better, wishing he could pick off the stars and moons for him, to express his feelings that he couldn't even explain.