The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

Wu Jing laughed hahaha, the voice was a bit obvious in the silent street, he put his arms around him and exerted a bit of strength, and he struggled upwards, saying: "I'm really drunk, I, I have nothing at all right now. Reason! So don't be surprised by what you do..."

Yan Xinguang supported him, walked forward steadily, and asked: "Oh? Then, I would like to ask this gentleman, what do you want to do to me?"

Have to say, alcohol is a good thing.

For non-drinkers, it acts as a catalyst, putting a filter on whatever comes into your head at the moment.

Yan Xinguang's words reached Wu Jing's ears like a burning hook, which tickled his heart and made every cell in his body scream, "Tell him, tell him! Tell him what's inside your heart!" true thoughts!"

Then Wu Jing was successfully bewitched.

His heart moved, he hugged him tightly, slowly leaned forward, put his lips against the skin of his neck, and murmured: "Otherwise, let's make green tea together, we might as well scum to the end..."

Yan Xinguang couldn't move at all.

The man lay on his back like a puppy and rubbed against his neck, brushing his Adam's apple intentionally or unintentionally with his hands, and then gently encircling him, like a retaining action, and like a gentle threat.

Yan Xinguang put him down, pinched his shoulders and turned him around to stand face to face with himself, and said solemnly: "You said just now that I am a wood spirit, and now you invite me to be green tea together?"

Wu Jing's face was still flushed with alcohol.

He obviously didn't understand why he was put down, and he had to stand on his own two feet after breaking away from the stable and strong back, Wu Jing felt very uncomfortable.He felt that he should grow on his back.

The boy's dark eyes stared at him for a moment, and he smiled, "But I don't want to be a scumbag, nor a green tea, what do you think?"

Wu Jing stared at the person in front of him, thinking that he was so annoying, if possible, he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

But it was probably because he was so drunk that he lost his mind, which aroused Wu Jing's animal instincts, and he intuitively felt the danger of the person in front of him.

The boy was almost a head taller than him, standing face to face with him, with half of his eyebrows raised, because he looked down at him slightly, his lips were almost pursed into a straight line, looking extremely oppressive.

Wu Jing swallowed her saliva, and said boldly: "I don't know. I only know that some rumors will become true if they spread too much. Then tell me, are we really together? "

Yan Xinguang stared at him for a long time.

It wasn't until Wu Jing could hardly bear it that he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course."

Wu Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

At this moment, he was squeezed by alcohol to the point where he had little IQ left, and he really couldn't understand the logic of this person going around - he said that they were together, but he didn't want to be a scumbag, let alone green tea, So are they really together, or are they fake together...

Wu Jing only felt that his headache was about to split, and his head was about to explode when he was thinking about the problem. It took a long time before he could hold back a sentence: "Then we are like this, this is not good..."

He is a man with a moral bottom line.

Although he really wants to be with Yan Xinguang, and although he has seriously considered Yao Bin's suggestion that "marriage is marriage, love is love, if there is no conflict, let's go boldly, brother Jing", but he still wants to marry him more ah!

Seeing that he was really thinking hard, Yan Xinguang almost laughed angrily.

He reached out and ruffled Wu Jing's hair, and said helplessly, "Why are you so stupid?"

The boy's big eyes quickly filled with tears, Yan Xinguang was startled by the speed, he said softly, "We are all together, and you are still so aggressive..."

Yan Xinguang: "..."

He found that the drunk Wu Jing was really different.

Just as Wu Jing was shaking his arm softly and begging drunkenly, "Let's all regret the marriage, okay? I'll go to my parents, you go to yours..." A Maserati sped up and stopped beside the two of them. .

The window was rolled down, revealing a grinning face.

Yan Hui looked at Wu Jing who was almost hanging on Yan Xinguang's body, gloated and said, "Hey, what kind of performance is this?"

Eyeballs swept around Wu Jing's obviously red and abnormal face, Yan Hui snapped his fingers, and said in shock: "You got him drunk? Fuck, what do you want to do? You both still I'll tell you if you're underage."

Yan Xinguang was annoyed when he saw his bad face, and said coldly, "You drive your own car?"

Yan Hui lowered his face and retracted his head.

When Yan Hui went to work in No. [-] Middle School, he was ordered by his family to keep everything simple. He couldn't wear too good clothes, and he couldn't drive the car. In short, he couldn't be too ostentatious.This is deadly for a flamboyant like Yan Hui, but he will go out to play when he finds the right opportunity.

Yan Xin just saw that he was wearing fancy clothes today and driving his car again, so he knew that he ran out to show off again.

Although he knew that Yan Xinguang was not the kind of person who would sue his elders, Yan Hui was still a little threatened.

After a while, a muffled voice came from the car: "Get in the car!"

Yan Xinguang half-dragged the unconscious Wu Jing into the car.

While driving, Yan Hui still couldn't help gossiping: "What are you doing, he drinks like this?"

"Dinner."

"Oh~" Yan Hui glanced at the person lying on the leather seat who was still muttering in a daze, and smiled, "This drink is not enough, how much can you youngsters drink? How about it, have you been drinking?" Speak the truth?"

Yan Xinguang thought of what the sticky person who rubbed against him just now said, and smiled thoughtfully, but didn't speak.

Yan Hui looked at him from the rearview mirror, his skin was covered with goosebumps from the smile on his face, he shook exaggeratedly, and said: "I really don't understand, what are you two doing there? You said little Jing is an idiot, it’s fine if you haven’t figured it out yet, why are you always so secretive?”

Yan Xinguang raised his eyes, took a casual look at Yan Hui, and said, "You said he was stupid, he would fight you desperately if he found out after he woke up."

Yan Hui raised one hand as a sign of surrender: "Well, if I didn't say whether it's okay or not, you two can toss it out on your own, and I don't care. Children nowadays are really not cute."

Suddenly remembered something, Yan Hun snorted and laughed again, this time with a bit of chill in his tone: "But there are also some who are not cute."

Yan Xinguang: "Academic Committee?"

"Tsk," Yan Hun rubbed his temple with one hand, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and said impatiently, "Don't call him the school committee, this kid insults the school committee. And I have interrogated him for a long time before I know this person Still a habitual offender!"

He glanced at Yan Xinguang's face from the mirror without any surprise, and asked doubtfully, "You already knew?"

After Wu Jing woke up, he found himself lying on an unfamiliar big bed.

What came into view was the gray-blue ceiling. Wu Jing moved his head, feeling as if his whole head had been taken out of a washing machine.

He was trying to figure out where he was when the door opened.

Yan Xinguang was dressed in casual clothes, which made him slender and tall. He was a homely Yan teacher that Wu Jing had never seen before.

Wu Jing's eyes lit up, and he was about to blow a few words habitually, when he saw an unnatural expression on his face for the first time, and said, "Is it better?"

Wu Jing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a "hmm".My head still hurts a bit, but it shouldn't be a big deal.

Yan Xinguang looked at him with scrutiny, as if observing the expression on his face.

Wu Jing touched his face inexplicably, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with my face?"

Yan Xinguang withdrew his gaze and said lightly, "Do you still remember what you did last night?"

Wu Jing was stunned.

Then, the expression on his face began to twist little by little.

It has to be said that apart from his poor drinking capacity and poor quality of wine, Wu Jing has another great flaw, that is, after drinking, he can't, will, break, or break.

A lot of people do some stupid things when they are drunk. At worst, when they wake up, they don’t remember anything. If they pat their butts, they can act as if nothing happened. But Wu Jing is miserable. He will also be stupid when he is drunk. I can still remember it!I can still remember word for word!

How sticky he was lying on Yan Xinguang's back last night, how he said something boldly, and how he kindly invited Yan Xinguang to take a bath in front of his uncle after being carried back to Yan Xinguang's house...

Bit by bit, everything clearly appeared in Wu Jing's mind.

So, Yan Xinguang watched the expression on Wu Jing's face go through the changes of "Fuck, I remember", "What did I do in my day", "Forget it, let's kill people and silence them".

Before he could speak, Yan Xinguang said, "I intend to promise you."

Wu Jing was forced back into his throat by the threat, his little heart was pounding, "Promise, promise what?"

Promise you didn't promise me to take a shower together yesterday?

Wu Jing's face started to turn red again, and her little heart started to pound again.

Yan Xinguang said slowly: "Don't you all remember, you kindly invited me to have green tea together last night, and the rumors are true..."

Wu Jing said awkwardly, "Uh, you don't need to remember so clearly."

The tall and handsome boy stared at him for two seconds.

After a long while, he took two steps forward, bent down slightly, and stared at the dull-looking person sitting on the bed.

"I decided to promise you."

Wu Jing felt his heart stop beating.

The author has something to say: I didn't expect it! ! !

I have confessed that I have not lost my horse! !

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