you have the ability to wear a skirt

Fang Zilu didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he insisted on playing the role of a domineering president pressing his lips.

As a result, Jian Liangyi almost bit off a piece of her thumb with a single mouth before she got addicted to her hands.

"Are you a dog?!" The villain Fang Zilu complained first, and threw his hand out of the afterimage with his eyes wide open.

Jian Liangyi seemed to wake up again, and stared at him.

Beautiful eyes with a hint of blue.

"Still have the strength to stare at me?" Fang Zilu covered Jian Liangyi's eyes with his hands, but he was still afraid that he would burn out his brain, so he carried him out like a sack.

Jian Liangyi turned her head and feet upside down, she subconsciously grabbed something, and when she caught it, she died, without any intention of letting go.

Fang Zilu struggled for a long time without pulling him out, Jian Liangyi grabbed the door frame, stuck there like a tug-of-war, causing several surrounding dormitories to watch.

Jian Liangyi was exhausted and exhausted, and there was a panting sound of "huchihuchi" in her throat, which attracted Jiang Sheng.

Damn it, Fang Zilu was unhappy in an instant.

"What do you want?" He was trying to resist Jane's coolness, and when the door closed, he was grabbed by his arm and bit him again.

It's just that the bite was not heavy, leaving only two neat teeth marks.

The top and bottom are quite symmetrical, much better looking than Fang Zilu's little tiger teeth.

"Are you still biting? Are you really a dog?" Fang Zilu rubbed his arm, "Jian Liangyi, do you know what kind of virtue you are now? You were fucked by Jiang Sheng... Forget it, I will take you to the hospital now, don't come What the hell happened!"

Jian Liangyi didn't seem to hear it, he put his palm on the ground, and slowly put his forearm on it.

As if feeling the coldness of the floor, he gradually bent down again, and his whole body was about to lie on the ground.

"What are you pretending to be Voldemort?" Fang Zilu took Jian Liangyi, who was hot all over his body, into the bathroom, took off the shower and poured some cold water on his arms, "Do you feel better?"

Unexpectedly, the next second, Jian Liangyi, who was dying, suddenly got excited, snatched the shower and sat down in front of Fang Zilu, and poured cold water on his own head.

"Hey!" Fang Zilu quickly stopped, "I have a cold!"

Jane coolly tore open her neckline, and cold water poured down her chest.

The shower was thrown aside, and after a few turns, it sprayed water into the sky.

The sound of water continued, rustling, Jian Liang leaned herself into the corner of the wall, hugged her knees and buried her face in her arms.

His eyes were black and white, his mind was groggy, his ears were ringing and his ears were ringing, and all his senses seemed to be infinitely magnified.

Fang Zilu's voice seemed to come from the depths of the sea through a thick water film.

"I know you're suffering—but—let's go to—the hospital—"

The darkness buried deep in the memory surged out, covering all perception in an instant.

The man's laughter, the woman's scream, and the strange noise of "Zrazla" from the TV were finally stopped by the sound of "click" when the shutter was pressed.

His skin was suddenly touched and then clenched.

Jian Liangyi was startled, and threw away that hand like crazy.

"Bastard," his voice trembled violently, "I'll kill you."

Half an hour later, the exhausted Jian Liangyi finally passed out.

Fang Zilu dried the man and put him on the bed. He just took a set of clothes and prepared to change him into the hospital, but Jian Liangyi fell asleep with his head tilted like a normal person.

"Is he all right?" Liao Ming lay on the side of the bed, looking eagerly at Jian Liangyi who was lying on the bed.

"Ghost knows," Fang Zilu was in a bad mood, and was so angry that he squatted on the balcony smoking a stuffy cigarette.

"37 degrees," Liao Ming pulled out the thermometer from Jian Liangyi's armpit, "Is this normal?"

Fang Zilu twisted the cigarette butt on the ground vigorously, turned and entered the room: "Almost."

With a "creak", the bedroom door was opened. Tang Xiao put his chin in his pocket and pointed out the door: "Jiang Sheng has gone down, the bathroom."

Liao Ming suddenly felt bad: "What are you doing?"

Fang Zilu clenched his fist with his right hand, and pushed it into the palm of his left hand, the joints were pressed so that there were two "crackling" sounds.

"Brother Lu!" Liao Ming stood up abruptly, "Brother Lu, calm down! Fighting in college is a demerit!"

Fang Zilu ignored him at all, pushed the door and walked out.

Liao Ming sprinted for [-] meters and ran out, but Tang Xiao stopped him directly: "Can you ignore his business?"

"Brother Lu is angry!" Liao Ming's voice faded away from behind, "It's over, I'm definitely angry!"

Fang Zilu didn't go to fight, he went to reason.

But if others are unwilling to reason with him, there is no way to fight him.

"You don't admit it?"

In the bathroom downstairs in the dormitory, Fang Zilu grabbed Jiang Sheng by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little nurse on duty slipped away quickly, pointed at Fang Zilu and warned, "Which dormitory do you live in? Who is the counselor!"

Fang Zilu didn't bother to talk about it at all, and approached Jiang Sheng a little closer: "Don't you fucking pretend to me, where did the medicine come from, tell me."

"Let's go out and talk," Jiang Sheng pulled the corner of his lips, "You don't mean to fight here..."

Before he could finish his words, he was punched unpreparedly.

With wounds on Jiang Sheng's face, he threw himself on the table with a bang, almost knocking over a plate of glass potions.

"I'm fucking asking you something."

"You're crazy!" Jiang Sheng turned around and cursed in a suppressed voice, "Do you want everyone to know about this?!"

Fang Zilu grabbed the hair on the back of Jiang Sheng's head and pulled his head back: "Are you afraid now?"

His hands were so strong that Jiang Sheng's scalp was almost torn off.

"Old Fang!"

"What are you doing this is!"

"Let go, let go! Let me go!"

The students who arrived later poured into this small clinic, hugging their waists, clasping their shoulders, and quickly separated them.

"What the hell are you pretending to be a good person?" Someone stopped him, and Jiang Sheng gained a lot of confidence in an instant, "You make things big, and neither of us can get away with it."

Fang Zilu ground his back molars, and with a jerk of his arm, he directly removed the arms of the two boys who were holding him.

Chopping the back of the neck with the knife in his hand, and then pushing it along the hollow of the knee, the young man was so powerful that he kicked over a group of weak people eating melons with a lift of his leg.

The people opposite him stared wide-eyed at the smooth flow of water, and no one dared to stop him.

So Fang Zilu successfully grabbed Jiang Sheng's hair again, and slapped him on the table like a cucumber.

"Okay," he snapped, "Let's enter the game together—"

"Fang Zilu!"

A voice temporarily interrupted his movements.

Fang Zilu still had one foot on the crossbar by the table, and subconsciously let it go.

"Go back to the dormitory." Jian Liangyi supported the door frame, her voice was panting, as if she might die at any moment.

Fang Zilu paused, then let go of his head.

He stood there for a few seconds, and then said "Oh" slowly: "Why did you get down?"

Liao Ming hid behind Jian Liangyi, his expression was like seeing a ghost.

"What's your name?" Fang Zilu strode towards the door.

Liao Ming turned his head and ran away in fright: "Brother Xiao!"

Jian Liang frowned, and her fingers on the door frame slid a little.

"I'm sorry," Fang Zilu looked at the little nurse, "Didn't I scare you?"

The little nurse took a step back and almost ran after Liao Ming.

Jian Liang glanced at the staring crowd in the room, and then at Fang Zilu, who was full of simplicity. She didn't know what to say, so she turned around and went upstairs.

His steps were a little weak, and he had to hold on to the wall.

"I'll send the person back first," Fang Zilu stretched out his hand, not daring to touch it directly.He sent a few back and forth tentatively to Jian Liangyi's arm, then turned his head and said to the people behind him, "Come down later."

Jane coolly pressed the elevator button, and quickly raised her arm.

Fang Zilu understood immediately, and put his dog's paw into his trouser pocket.

If you don't touch it, don't touch it.

What a big deal.

"Don't come down for a while." Jian Liang said softly.

The elevator door opened and he walked in.

"Oh," Fang Zilu didn't hesitate for half a second, and walked over, "Then don't come down."

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The author has something to say:

The dog is angry: woo woo woo.

Not abusive, Yiyi has always protected herself very well.