Chapter 152: What should I do if my brother is blackened (22)

The disgusting vomit sounded in the quiet space, the collar was released, and the boy almost fainted down on the toilet, with a silent look The fear, the body shivering, the mouth constantly saying the word of mercy, the nose and tears filled the wolverine face, it looked very funny.
Su Huai’s words didn’t look at him, then turned and walked in the direction of Xiao Yan, with a sweet smile on his face, and half of the glasses-like eyes were not smiling.
Xiao Yan's legs, which are dominated by fear, involuntarily trembled, but forced to maintain a calm look on their faces, and stepped back a few steps. "Su Huaiyan, what do you want?"
The delicate and beautiful young man licked his head and gave a soft laugh in his throat. The words were a little soft and innocent. "Of course it is your turn."
Seeing that all of Xiao Yan’s brain had just jumped, he swallowed and found that he had been attached to the smooth tile behind him, so he could only watch the opposite boy slowly coming to him.
That step is like stepping on his heart, and the feeling of delay is even more uncomfortable than before.
As the pupil shrinks and Xiao Yan returns to God, the whole person has been stepped under his feet.
His half face was close to the cold floor, and the wet touch made his throat violently disgusting. The other half of his face was crushed a few times by a foot, accompanied by a soft and innocent young boy. The voice, "Repeat what you just said."
The humiliation and fear come to mind, and Xiao Yan, who usually thinks about the high, can't help but put the gesture to the lowest, because you never know what the devil will do. "I'm wrong... I don't want to say that." Sister... I am damn! As long as you let me go, I can do anything!"
Su Huai’s words smashed the hoe, and the shallow pear vortex appeared at the corner of his mouth. His eyes fell on the other’s face and he lightly said,
Su Yiyi wrote a love letter to you?

Sending a heavy gasp, Xiao Yan replied, "There... no... no."
Su Huai’s words blinked, and the sound became softer.
Is there still?

The sweat on his forehead was constantly secreted, and Xiao Yan quickly nodded. "There is."
The darkness of the fundus swept up in an instant, and the delicate and beautiful teenager raised his lips slightly, and the sound was soft and harmless. "I will give you two minutes and bring the love letter to me."
Lifting the foot away from the other's face, Su Huai's slightly lazy voice slowly sounded, "1, 2..."
Xiao Yan’s nerves lying on the ground jumped up like they were tied up, and then rushed out of the toilet.
Running all the way, I don’t know how many students I bumped into, the resentment received and the countless eyes, Xiao Yan did not have the energy but paid attention to other things. He is now about to get out of his chest, fear, almost suffocating feelings all over the body.
Anyone who is familiar with Su Huai’s words knows that if he says two minutes, it will be two minutes, and one second will not work.
When I opened all the textbooks from the desk, even the schoolbags were thrown out, making a loud noise, which caught the attention of some people in the class.
Xiao Yan’s academic performance is good, but his self-esteem is very high and his vanity is enormous. Therefore, the girl's love letter will not be lost, but collected, and then in the dead of night, reading the words filled with young girls, there will be an unprecedented satisfaction in the heart.
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