45

The boiling crowd on the top of the mountain was in constant excitement for a few minutes after midnight. After the crowd around loosened a little, Duan Feifan put Ben Ben in the middle of his legs.

Jiang Kuo looked at him, still in the excitement of the coming of the New Year, but Duan Feifan hid and the embarrassment that caused him had not yet dissipated.

The most excited one among Dong Kun and his group, just after they grabbed Ding Zhe and kissed him, he wanted to catch Liu Pang to kiss him now, but Liu Pang swears and runs away.

Jiang Kuo looked at Dong Kun and seemed to have gained some inspiration.

"Didn't you think I'm going to kiss you?" He asked without any tactfulness at all.

Duan Feifan glanced at him, opened his mouth, and after a while, he said, "You are squeezing the dog."

"Stop farting." Jiang Kuo looked down at Benben. This dog was so talkative. He couldn't talk for five minutes when he was squeezed.

"Okay," Duan Feifan smiled, "Old Dong Kun is crazy, I have a little reflex..."

Although Jiang Kuo did not have the nerve-wracking habits of Dong Kun, nor did he intend to kiss Duan Feifan. In his past ways of getting along with people, there was no physical contact.

But at once, he glanced at Duan Feifan's face and felt that it was nothing wrong to kiss him.

Duan Feifan squatted down and fastened the traction rope for Benben. When he looked up, he was stunned and pointed at Jiang Kuo: "What's wrong with you here?"

Looking at Jiang Kuo’s perspective, Duan Feifan pointed to his pants and crotch.

...What's wrong here?

Nothing is wrong!

It's public, what can I do here!

Before he could react, Duan Feifan reached out and touched it.

Jiang Kuo suddenly felt a sharp pain on his legs: "Ah!"

He took a step back and looked down to see what was wrong, but the viewing platform on the top of the mountain only had a circle of string lights picked up with wooden sticks, so the light was enough to not fall.

He touched his pants pocket and wanted to take out his phone to take a photo.

Didn't touch it.

At the same time, Duan Feifan's cell phone lights lit up, illuminating his legs.

Jiang Kuo saw Duan Feifan at first sight again, and his hands were bleeding when he pulled his pants. The second sight saw that there was blood in the pants downwards of his pants pocket.

Fresh, moist.

"...I'm fucking?" Jiang Kuo was very shocked, and even suddenly didn't know what to do next.

Duan Feifan quickly pressed his trouser pocket, then pulled his heart a little, and he could see that there was a flat horizontal cut in his trouser.

"You were cut off by someone." Duan Feifan said.

"What?" Jiang Kuo almost understood this sentence. In what era, people still steal things like this?

And today he wears thick jeans specifically because he wants to go mountain.

So... when cutting his pocket, he used too much force to cut his leg?

"There is a thief!" Duan Feifan roared.

Jiang Kuo paused with this breath.

The people around him were suddenly confused and surrounded him.

"What's going on?" Pao rushed over and shouted again when he saw the blood in his pants, "Who!"

Ding Zhe and the others also squeezed over and were busy looking for tissues.

"I'll try it," Duan Feifan took out a tissue and handed it to them, poked his phone twice, "It may have been turned off."

Jiang Kuo's familiar ringtone rang.

"Just beside you!" Pao shouted, "Mobile phone! Who the hell! Come here! If you find you, you will be dead!"

Everyone was erecting their ears and carefully identifying the direction of the ringtone in the old north wind.

It seems like some kind of activity scene that should be called to the police.

A few seconds later, Benben shouted at Jiang Kuo's feet twice and pounced on him.

A girl standing next to Jiang Kuo pointed at Jiang Kuo's trousers: "There is there."

……What?

Jiang Kuo lowered his head, Benben's nose had already pressed against his pants.

When Duan Feifan reached out to touch it, Jiang Kuo felt something on his ankle at the same time.

When the cell phone rang out from under his trouser legs, Jiang Kuo couldn't help but laugh.

The onlookers expressed their feelings, and they were surprised even if they didn't catch the thief's disappointed phone.

Pao did not give up, and insisted on cursing and harsh words for a long time before finally stopping.

"What the hell is going on?" Jiang Kuoshi couldn't understand.

"The pocket surface is too tight and I can't reach in," Duan Feifan analyzed, "I had to cut the pants below."

"But because I was too stupid, I cut all my legs in the pocket, right?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Yes," Duan Feifan nodded, "and then the phone fell into the leg of the pants."

Jiang Kuo was speechless. The short boots he was wearing today, and his trousers were piled up. If it were impossible for him to fall out directly, the thief would pick them up.

An alternative combination of stealing and picking.

"Do you need to deal with the injury?" Ding Zhe asked.

"It should be... not serious." Jiang Kuo moved his legs slightly, or Duan Feifan reminded him that he didn't even feel the pain.

"It's so cold," said Pao, "Get into the house and take a look, at least look at multiple injuries."

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded.

When he followed the farmhouse next to him, he was a little depressed and glanced at Duan Feifan: "So many people steal me? What do you think about such a high difficulty?"

"It's a little harder than stealing directly from your hands." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"You are the only one who doesn't have a phone or a hand." Duan Feifan smiled.

"Damn." Jiang Kuo became even more depressed.

He looked at his phone and found that there were only three unread messages, including Mr. Jiang and the manager.

He sighed.

Pao Ding Zhe and the others went into the farmhouse first, told the boss, and asked if there was any alcohol or something.

When Jiang Kuo entered the house, they lined up and looked at him together.

"What do you think?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"Take it off," said Liu Pang, "The boss took the medicine box."

"What?" Jiang Kuo was shocked. Not to mention the five people in front of him, he looked back and saw that there were still many people outside that had not dispersed.

"You won't want to go to the toilet, it's not very clean." said Pao, "Swish! Take off and take a look, swish! Put it through again."

"Why don't we have a circle for you?" Duan Feifan said.

"Get out." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and unbuttoned his pants.

He thought it was okay, but after entering the house and warmed up, the sharp pain in his legs suddenly worsened, and the injury might be quite deep.

It takes two drives to go back, and it won’t work if you don’t deal with it.

He went in a little, avoided the door, quickly, swish!

Just finished.

The boss came out and held a "medicine" box in his hand.

The boss is actually a woman.

"… 『Fuck." Jiang Kuo jumped and jumped.

"Give it to me." Duan Feifan took the cardboard box and blocked his boss.

"Looking at the deep wound, it looks like a blade cut," the boss said. "If you can't do it, you have to go to the hospital to have a tetanus safer."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

Several people surrounded each other and bent down to look at Jiang Kuo's injury.

This scene was too hard to describe, and Jiang Kuo urged Duan Feifan: "Hurry up, just pour some alcohol to disinfect it."

"Iodine." Duan Feifan was already moving very quickly. The disinfection cotton ball poured the iodine into the air and quickly touched his wound.

After disinfecting the sterilization, his boss used tape to fold a piece of gauze to cover the wound.

Jiang Kuo quickly lifted his pants.
To be continued...