我有一个朋友,他呢,又好又坏,他就是我的同学杨翔宇。在课间休息时,我经常和他一起去踢球。玩着玩着,他转身一脚就是个乌龙。我劝他别当守门员了,他倒气了,朝我点了个穴。他点起穴来特帅又特厉害,当他两个手指并拢直直地向我的穴位戳来时,我吓得倒吸一口凉气。 I have a friend, he, good and bad, he is my classmate Yang Xiangyu. During breaks in class, I often play football with him. Playing and playing, he turned around and was an oolong. I advised him not to be a goalkeeper, he gasped, point to me a hole. He acted as a special handsome and extraordinarily powerful man, and I scared my breath as his two fingers pressed straight to my acupuncture point.