Conflicting

When it was time to leave, Jiang Cheng was suddenly angry for no reason, and he didn't even wait for me.

I caught up with him, but he questioned me.

"When did you start hanging out with that kind of person? Kissing him in front of tens of thousands of people? Are you crazy?"

"He has tattoos, goes to bars, fights, a hoodlum, that's what you like?"

I...

He knows what I like, but he always pretends not to know.

"Just assume I like that kind of person..." I don't want to be so embarrassed in front of him anymore, I just want him to leave quickly.

If he doesn't leave, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself.

"... " Jiang Cheng's face was pale from anger.

Just as we were arguing, a group of boys came walking toward us.

One of the taller boys walked a few steps and then turned back abruptly, saying coldly, "Who the hell cares if you like it?"

Me???

I looked up and met a pair of rogue eyes.

It was the guy I just kissed!

He had his hands in his pockets, biting on a cigarette, tilting his head with a mischievous look that made me want to hide immediately.

I wanted to hide behind Jiang Cheng, but he pushed me away, "You were pretty brave before, why hide now?"

I...

I never thought that Jiang Cheng would abandon me and leave me to face this group of guys alone.

Watching Jiang Cheng's angry back as he left, my heart fell to the bottom.

"Big brother is gone, it's time to solve our problem," a voice pulled me back from my thoughts.

"Do we know each other?" I started to tremble.

I had to act dumb.

The environment I grew up in, the people I was exposed to, and the dyeing of hair were not uncommon, but this kind of blue dyeing was the first time I had encountered it.

I regret it, I have no courage left on the basketball court.

"Hmph..." He laughed disdainfully while standing there.

"Forget it, Zhou Juan, you see the little girl is scared by you."

"Yeah, it's not the first time you were kissed, what's the big deal..."

"Come on, little sister, he drank fake alcohol and got wild, don't take it seriously."

...

His brothers probably saw that I was about to cry, they all urged him to let me go.

He glanced at those few, they dared not move.

"Forget it?" He laughed softly while dragging his voice, "How do I wipe this off?"

He reached out and grabbed the cigarette, pointing at his red, red lips.

!!!

If I'm not mistaken, it was my 999 shade number.