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Ming Zheng was unmoved by being scolded with foul language, and after all the other people left, he and Jiang Qi were the only ones left on the desolate mountain.

"Let go!" Jiang Qi glared at him angrily, and pulled his arm. The railing behind his back was a cliff of ten thousand feet, and the howling wind below was loud.

"Jiang Qi." Ming Zheng tugged at his neckline, and suddenly pressed close to him. His dark eyes were bottomless, his thin lips slightly curved, and he said in a soft and creepy tone, "Tell me, this barren mountain Damn, if I put you first, then S, and then dump your body in the wilderness, will anyone know?"

The cool night breeze gently brushed over the skin of the two of them, leaving a trace of coolness.

"..." The hairs on the back of Jiang Qi's neck stood on end, and Jiang Qi's clear eyes stared at him fiercely: "Murder is against the law, madman!"

"Heh." Ming Zheng snorted coldly, "It's illegal for you to commit suicide!"

Jiang Qi: "Are you sick? If I really commit suicide, what is the law?"

Mingzheng couldn't pretend to be calm anymore, and yelled at Jiang Qi: "It's against my law!"

"You... um..." Jiang Qi was about to spray back, but his lips were blocked suddenly, the fiery body in front of him kept pressing him, and half of Jiang Qi's body was hanging out of the railing, as if he had stepped on his body. empty will fall.

Jiang Qi's nerves were tense, his breathing was slow, and he didn't dare to move.

Mingzheng took the opportunity to kiss him wantonly, pinched his cheek, opened his mouth, and sucked desperately. In the end, it was no longer a kiss, and he almost bit Jiang Qi's lips with gnawing force. Mouth spread.

After a while, Ming Zheng let go of his lips.

Seeing the cold sweat on Jiang Qi's forehead, Mingzheng sneered, and said mockingly, "Are you scared? Huh? Why aren't you afraid of the desperate turn and acceleration just now?"

Jiang Qi's face was dark, and he remained silent.

Mingzheng looked at him bitterly. When he was young, Jiang Qi had such a stubborn temper. He obviously had the face of a good student and had the grades of a top student, but he only did things that bad teenagers would do.

The first time Mingzheng saw Jiang Qi fighting with someone was the second day after he transferred to another school. He passed by an alley and heard the fighting and scolding inside. Curiosity prompted him to take a look. The fragile new deskmate.

He watched Jiang Qi single out the three of them with the mentality of watching the show, and paid the price of his cheeks, and easily trampled the three of them under his feet. Just as he was about to applaud, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him. The visitor did not know Mingzheng, but Jiang Qi's enemies, they didn't distinguish between indiscriminate, and based on the principle of "anyway, they are not his own people, so they should be beaten together", so they beat Ming Zheng together.

The two were forced to fight back, and they had a [-]/[-] fight. Mingzheng was hit with a plank on the back of his head. After that time, Jiang Qi's attitude towards his new tablemate was a little better. Although he was still so cold, at least When the stupid big deskmate is called up to ask questions, he will help and remind him.

Later, Mingzheng discovered Jiang Qi's many sides, staying up late to work multiple part-time jobs, listening to music while sleeping in class, helping people in the society drive illegal car races to earn money, living at home with an illegal iron roof...

Ming Zheng didn't know why he paid so much attention to him, but he just cared.

As soon as I heard that he was short of money today, I immediately thought that he might drive a black car to compete. Although he didn't have time to stop him, at least he caught someone. When he thought of Jiang Qi driving along the edge recklessly, his palms were still slightly twitching. sweat.

Jiang Qi didn't know what he was thinking, licked the wound on his lips, and cursed: "Get out!"

Ming Zheng dragged him back to the surface, bowed his head and was about to pick up the helmet, but was caught off guard by Jiang Qi's punch, and was ridden up again.

"Try to go crazy again? I'm working hard to make money, what does it have to do with you? I live by the sea at home, does it matter so much?" Jiang Qi slashed his bow left and right, and punched his handsome face twice before he finally relieved his hatred.

Mingzheng received two punches silently, his eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and warned, "Jiang Qi, it's not because I can't beat you that I don't fight back."

"..." Of course Jiang Qi knew, because Ming Zheng said he would not beat his wife.

Jiang Qi didn't want to recall the past, he stood up and wanted to go down the mountain.

Ming Zheng took two steps forward to stop him, "The matter is not over yet."

Jiang Qi shook off his hand, "What is there to say? Or do you want to pay me for him?"

Ming Zheng: "Yes."

Jiang Qi: "..." He looked at Ming Zheng suspiciously.

Mingzheng: "As long as you swear that you will never touch a racing car again."

Jiang Qi quickly and perfunctorily said: "I swear I will never touch a racing car again."

Mingzheng: "..."

Mingzheng stared into his eyes and said, "Tell me, I swear I will never touch a racing car again, I will die without a whole body."

Jiang Qi rolled his eyes: "I swear I'll never touch a racing car again. I'll die without a whole body, okay? Here's the money."

Mingzheng patted his hand away: "It's not you, it's me."

"?"

"If you touch the racing car again in the future, Mingzheng will die without a whole body."

"..." Jiang Qi lost his expression and stared back at him.

Ming Zheng: "Say it."

Jiang Qi's throat tightened, he glanced at him, turned around and left: "I'm sick."

After walking two steps, Ming Zheng caught up with him, carried him on his shoulders, and dragged him into the woods. He tore off the tie around his neck, and tied Jiang Qi's hands back to the tree trunk.

Jiang Qi's wrist struggled so much that there were red marks, but he couldn't break free.

In the wilderness, Jiang Qi thought of what Mingzheng said just now, and looked at the man's gloomy face, Jiang Qi couldn't help but swallowed, feeling his hairs stand on end.

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