Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 75

Which is more important, the mouth or the life?

Definitely the latter.

Xue Yu's nasal voice was muffled, and his calves were trembling. When he squatted down in front of the man, the fragrance gathered at the tip of his nose, causing the man's hand holding the knife to pause.

"Where did I kiss?" Xue Yu had no experience of kissing someone on his own, so he held his shoulders at first, and then changed to holding his collar. He made a lot of small movements, and it was obvious that he was very nervous and a little reluctant.

After all, every kiss he has ever experienced has a negative impact on his feelings.

The man lowered his eyelids and watched Xue Yu moving uncomfortably, like a quail. He wanted to reach out and pinch his face, but he held back: "Mouth, very deep."

He emphasized the last few words, as if to say that only if it was deep enough would the hostage exchange count.

Xue Yu: "..."

The student rolled his eyes and were already showing signs of being listless and about to faint, so Xue Yu could only stiffen his skin and respond, "But you're wearing a mask."

If the kiss is deep, the mask must be taken off, but the hidden danger is that he will be exposed.

The man also thought about this, his expression gloomy, between hesitation and irritability, until he thought of a solution: "You can owe it to me first, I will come to the dormitory to find you when I am free later."

As for the people, he can kill them later.

He made a quick decision, spread his hands flat, and hit the back of the student's neck hard. The student's limbs were trembling for a few seconds, and then his head tilted, completely turning into a soft mud without any consciousness.

Xue Yu was all stunned, swallowing his saliva silently, his soft palms were full of sweat from fear.

"Why are you sweating so much?" The man freed his hands and pinched Xue Yu's face like a floating log. He gently pinched Xue Yu's face and said, "You're not wearing much clothes."

Xue Yu curled up his fingers, not daring to point out that he was afraid of him, and lied, "Maybe it's because it's too hot."

After hearing such a clumsy lie, or perhaps because the footsteps outside were getting closer, the man did not delve deeper into the topic.

He stood up, his shoulders were broad and his waist and abdomen were as steep as a mountain. The muscles vaguely exposed at his collar were stained with shiny sweat. The hand that had committed the crime was pinching Xue Yu's face addictedly.

After kneading for a while, the man suddenly said, "Stay away from Lu Dou from now on."

Xue Yu's face was sore from being pinched by him. Suddenly, he heard a familiar name and subconsciously asked, "Why?"

The man's eyes were dark, his voice was rough, and every word he said was full of cruelty, "I hate him."

"He's a single-celled organism with a bad temper, but he's actually a friendly person. What's good about him? He's afraid that no one knows he's rich, so he donated buildings to build houses, and even bought out the school. He's so ostentatious and high-profile. Without money, he's nothing."

"Every time you follow him, you want his stinky face."

“……”

Xue Yu kept his mouth shut, not having the courage to seek justice for the object of his pursuit. He listened with his head down. Sometimes when he was forced to answer if he had listened, he would just say “hmm, hmm” twice to indicate that he had listened.