Before the first year of high school was divided, Gu Fei was still in Class 1. At that time, there was a fool in the class. When he was in self-study, he chatted with the girl who happened to be in the last row, probably with his elbows in contact with each other. After self-study, the kid went to the bathroom.

It is said that the blood and Qi Fang were hard to ejaculate himself by touching his elbow, and went to the bathroom to throw his underwear.

The people in their class couldn't get through this for a semester.

At that time, Gu Fei felt quite funny, but now he feels that they are all the same.

He lowered his eyelids and looked at his left body. Jiang Cheng's left hand was still on his waist. At first, he was frightened by Gu Miao and grabbed him. Later, it was probably because Gu Miao kept holding the seat and his hands were left without a place, so he half-sticked the floor and never left the part of his waist.

This kind of contact that could hardly be felt without eyes. For Gu Fei, under normal circumstances, there would be no feeling. There were more people brought by him on the back seat of his bicycle and motorcycle, and this kind of contact was just ordinary for men and women.

But now this person is Jiang Cheng.

Now when he saw Jiang Cheng, he sometimes thought of his body as faint or clear as Ding Zhuxin's crazy-like ragged design.

His legs, his waist, his back, and even his scarred ribs and broken lips.

To sum it up, Jiang Cheng's hand on his waist is now one.

As long as it explodes, maybe it can also destroy a pair of his underwear.

After riding for a while, he saw a group of people in the team in front and the girls in the back seat of their car.

Gu Fei stretched out his right hand, his palm back, and then pinched the brake. As soon as the speed of the car dropped, Gu Miao's face hit his palm, so he pressed his hand against his hand and then reduced the speed of the skateboard.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked behind him.

"Take me." Gu Fei leaned back and looked back at him.

"You're tired?" Jiang Cheng got out of the car, "You're very sad, you can't pedal the car in one game."

"Why didn't you find out you talked so much before?" Gu Fei got out of the car and threw the car into his hand.

"I have never cooperated with Ermiao," Jiang Cheng got into the car, "I won't fall to her, right?"

"If you fall, she will get out of the way," Gu Fei sat down in the back seat, "Let's go."

"It's so hard to pedal on the spot, you can't wait for me," said Jiang Cheng.

"No, I can't pedal the car in one game, and I can't run anymore." Gu Fei said as he took out his phone and started playing.

"Fuck." Jiang Cheng cursed quietly, and could only pedal the car on the spot.

Gu Miao first left him two steps away and rode the skateboard. After a while, he came over and continued to grab the back seat and slid forward.

Jiang Cheng almost kicked for a while and caught up with Wang Xu's group of people in front of him.

"Here," Guo Xu turned around and looked at it, "You guys are running very fast."

"I'm hungry." Jiang Cheng said.

"Jiang Cheng." A girl on the left called him.

He turned his head, and the girl's phone was clicking, and he sighed: "Don't you know if you turn off the sound when you can take a secret photo?"

"This is not a secret photo." The girl covered her mouth and laughed for a long time with a little embarrassed look.

A group of people were chatting while riding their bikes. The distance from here to the city center was quite short. They took up all the lanes in a noisy way. When motorcycles and electric bikes overtake, they had to squeeze in and smile foolishly.

He is so old that he can laugh after eating shit. Jiang Cheng looked at the people in front and behind.

If these people were to be put before, they were basically the kind of people who were complained about by him and Pan Zhi. They were a bit rustic and quite terrible, but now, he is riding a bicycle with these people on the road.

It's just that there wasn't a single giggle, but he and Gu Fei couldn't count the number of times they smirked foolishly.

Gu Fei kept silent, and looked unsociable, lowered his head and played with his cell phone behind him.

When the girl wanted to take a secret photo, Gu Fei directly pushed his forehead to his back.

"Stop taking photos, just say you want to have a photo of who they are," Wang Xu carries Yi Jing, looking full of energy, and is full of energy. "I have it here, I even have photos of Jiang Cheng eating pie."

"Your uncle." Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"Send it to see!" A girl shouted immediately.

"I can't send it casually, I can't beat Jiang Cheng," said Wang Xu, "I can only sell it, 20 yuan a piece."

"You are willing to take a beat for 20 yuan," said Lu Xiaobin.

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter.

"Shut up!" Wang Xu glared at him, "Can you settle the score? Ten people buy 200 yuan!"

"Yes," Lu Xiaobin was stunned, "That's quite a lot. Now Jiang Cheng has many fans. If you make one, you will make a lot of money."

"The IQ of you people," Guo Xu sighed. "A photo can be sold at most once, and you can just copy it. Who will buy it here?"

"Get out!" Wang Xu roared, "You have high IQ, right?"

"This business is good," Gu Fei whispered behind him, "I have different things here, high definition, and face-to-face,"

"Do you still have some professional ethics as a professional photographer?" Jiang Cheng turned around and whispered.

"Yes, so I didn't sell it," said Gu Fei, "I'll wait for a high price."

"Believe it or not, I'll throw it away for you?" Jiang Cheng said.

"Don't believe it." Gu Fei replied.

Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

"I can't get through one level," Gu Fei raised his phone next to his face, "Did you help me pass it later?"

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng was speechless, "Are you still competing with Li Yan?"

"Yes," Gu Fei continued to play, "He is almost three levels of my life."

"I'll help you pass all three levels later," said Jiang Cheng. "Which is like doing a career when playing this broken game, waiting for you to save the earth."

Gu Fei laughed behind him: "Yes, I'll eliminate what I owe first."

Because it was when we set off, Wang Xu called the private room to book, and the large private room was gone. The team members and girls were about twenty of them. Finally, the waiter put three square tables into one private room.

"Turn," said the waiter, "Young man, squeeze in and make out."

"Okay! Squeeze!" Wang Xu nodded, and then pushed people into the house one by one.

Jiang Cheng pulled Gu Miao to sit on the innermost chair against the wall. He promised Gu Miao to sit in a row. Gu Fei followed him and sat down next to him.

"Aren't you sitting next to Gu Miao?" Jiang Cheng looked at it. Gu Fei was on the left and Gu Miao was on the right.

"It's too late to change," Gu Fei got up and was about to change the seats, but when he saw everyone rushing in, he quickly sat down and lowered his voice, "If you change it, you should have girls on both sides."

"No," Jiang Cheng wanted to laugh a little, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"No problem," Gu Fei said, Yi Jing sat next to him. He quietly dragged the chair to Jiang Cheng, turned his head and whispered, "I just don't get used to it."

"A boss" Jiang Cheng poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Gu Miao. "Gu Miao drank some water and took off her coat, and her face turned red."

After the private room was crowded in, a long table was surrounded by a long one, which was hot and noisy.

Gu Miao took a sip of water, then raised his hand and took off his hat and threw it on the table. He held his hair in a mess, took off his coat and put it on the floor next to him.

"Hang on that shelf," Gu Fei said, pointing to the coat rack in the corner next to her, taking off his coat and handing it to her, "hang up my brother's."

Gu Miao grabbed his clothes and hat and hung them up again, but he still had a mess of his head.

"Catch your hair," said Jiang Cheng, "You are a little girl, be careful about your image."

Gu Miao glanced at him, grabbed his head a few impatiently, and then stared at his coat.

"Oh," Jiang Cheng quickly took off his coat and handed it to her, "Let's hang it up, thank you."

Jiang Cheng took his clothes with a serious look on his face. Because she was not tall enough, she hung the clothes and Gu Fei on a hook, then turned around and sat back, picked up the cup and shrank it in the chair and slowly drank tea.

Jiang Cheng leaned back against the wall, held his arms and looked at the group of people who were talking in the room with their throats. It was very noisy and very noisy. The door of the private room was originally open, but the waiter probably couldn't stand it, so he came over and closed it.

But it was also very pleasant. He hadn't had such a party for a long time. In the past, everyone in school was a study maniac, and his family was strictly controlled. Most of the time he went home after school.

He doesn't even have a companion every time he just skips classes and doesn't have a home.

The excitement in front of him finally made him feel the warmth that spring should have.

"Eat whatever you eat!" Wang Xu took the menu and started to arrange it, "I ordered three pot bottoms, all of them are from Mandarin ducks. Is it enough?"

"Enough!" someone shouted and replied, "The bottom of the pot doesn't matter, the meat is important! It's the dish!"

"The meat and vegetables are enough," Yi Jing smiled and patted his schoolbag. "The class pay has been brought with him. Mr. Xu said he would make up for the extra part."

"Old Xu, sometimes it's quite interesting," said Wang Xu, "It's just too long-winded, better than my mother. Whatever you say will move yourself first, mutton! Fatty beef! Hurry! Say anything else you want to eat, I'll write it down!"

"I'm so hot." Gu Fei also leaned back.

When they took off their coats of basketball, they were covered with short-sleeved shirts. When Gu Fei leaned over, he gently rubbed his arm.

In this season when you can't wear short-sleeved sleeves, this sudden skin contact makes Jiang Cheng suddenly feel a strange feeling.

Gu Fei was probably the same. Jiang Cheng felt that he immediately gave in to Yi Jing, but within two seconds, he still squeezed back again.

Jiang Cheng thought it was a bit funny and he was happy at the teacup in front of him.

"Fuck," Gu Fei laughed, and simply relaxed his legs and leaned against his legs, "I'll kill you again."

"I can kill you with just one rubber band." Jiang Cheng smiled and glanced at the legs he leaned against Gu Fei under the table. Suddenly he realized that his acceptance of Gu Fei's touch was close to him and his grandson Pan Zhi.

And this feeling is completely different from Pan Zhi.

Of course, it is completely different. Pan Zhi is a buddy, a buddy who can share secrets and harm each other. Gu Fei and Gu Fei are a kind of person who has intuitive attraction and temptation to him.

Although he never thought of finding a similar person, nor did he think about keeping warm with each other, he had to admit that just like now, like now, in the bustling crowd, in the warm atmosphere, in the tiny details that no one noticed, such unknown only for the small ambiguity in front of him, he had a sense of comfort that he wanted to enjoy quietly.

"What are Dafei drinking? Isn't it white?" Wang Xu waved the menu at them.

"Yes." Gu Fei responded.

"Where is Jiang Cheng?" Wang Xu looked at Jiang Cheng, "We haven't drunk together, what have you drunk?"
To be continued...