what a fool

Yangzi spoke seriously, and Qu Wuhao listened carefully. Although he scratched his head, he still answered some simple questions with a half-knowledge.

Every time Qu Wuhao was able to complete a problem, the two of them cheered as if they had discovered a new world.

The moment they looked at each other, Yangzi realized that Qu Wuhao's eyes were very bright, so bright that they were so dazzling that he opened his mouth without thinking, "I will help you study in the future."

Qu Wuhou scratched the back of his head and said yes, then asked Yang Ziyi: "You ghosts are already idle like this?"

The system stumbled when it heard this, and thought, at that time, Qu Wuhou couldn't even do one-thousandth of Yangziyi, and he would just lie on the bed all day long.

Yangzi raised his eyes with a smile and replied: "What I do every day is to help people who are pleasing to the eye improve their grades."

Qu Wuhao pulled Yang Ziyi's face in front of him, and then asked Yang Ziyi solemnly: "Do you think I am pleasing to the eye?"

As soon as Yangzi floated up, from all angles, he lay on the ground, floated in the air, faced him head-on, sat on his head, and then thought for a long time, until Qu Wuhao was almost anxious, and then he said it was very pleasing to the eye.

Qu Wuzhen put a strand of his hair on his head, pretending to have Sha Matt's hairstyle, and even pawed it, expressing in every way that he is still very good.

The physical education class is completely turned upside down, upright and aboveboard, anyway, the whole class knows about his nose injury, and his face is lost. Don't rely on this kind of welfare in the classroom on a hot day. White don't want.

Du Ningxuan just came back after class, and threw a bottle of Coke in his hand towards Qu Wuhao, but Qu Wuhao didn't catch it, and watched the soda bottle hit on the head the pain.

"Fuck! Du Ning declared that I have a grudge against you!"

Du Ningxuan shrugged: "I bought water for you, but you didn't catch it yourself, who is to blame?"

Qu Wuzhen hummed, swearing, but acted honestly. He picked up the soda bottle on the ground, opened the cap and put it in his mouth. He drank too fast and burped a lot.

Du Ningxuan gave him a disgusted look, but he hooked up with Qu Wuhao's shoulder as if he was very familiar. And how familiar, usually this person likes to trick himself into making a fool of himself.

Qu Wuhao also gave Du Ningxuan a disgusted look, and pulled his hand off his shoulder: "Go, go, stay where it's cool."

Du Ningxuan shamelessly sat next to Qu Wuhao: "I think it's cool here."

Qu Wuhao stretched out his foot to kick Du Ningxuan, but Du Ningxuan dodged it, and just smiled at Qu Wuhao, "I kicked it once in the morning, but I won't let you kick it this time. Isn't there no one sitting around here?"

As soon as Yangzi sat on Du Ningxuan's head, he waved at Qu Wuhao, then twisted his buttocks, saying that this was fine, and patted the back of Du Ningxuan's head: "It's very comfortable here. .”

Qu Wuhao burst out laughing, pointed at Du Ningxuan and kept laughing, and Du Ningxuan gave goosebumps when he laughed, "Fuck, what are you laughing at?" Then he touched his face, "Is it possible that I Are you too handsome?"

Qu Wuhao stuck out his tongue at Du Ning, then pulled his lower eyelids, and said in a deep voice: "It's true that no one is sitting here, but there are ghosts sitting here."

"Fuck. Your uncle's Qu Wuhao." Du Ningxuan was covered in goosebumps by Qu Wuhao's words: "You really can't change your shit. As the successors of socialism, we are atheists. You have to firmly believe that , There are no ghosts in this world."

Yang Zi chuckled, secretly took Du Ningxuan's share of Coke, and poured it on Du Ningxuan's head, Du Ningxuan smelled the saccharine smell on his body, the corners of his mouth twitched, he turned his head and He planned to curse, but found no one behind him, thinking of Qu Wuhao's words, he trembled, glared at Qu Wuhao, and left quickly.

Qu Wuhao stretched out his hand and patted the place beside him, Yang Ziyi floated down from Du Ningxuan's head, and sat down obediently beside Qu Wuhao, Qu Wuhao stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Du Ningxuan's neck, He praised: "Good job."

"It's nice to be young."

When Qu Wuzhen was in class, she dragged her chin and looked out the window, but her ears were pricked up, and she listened seriously. The play was to be performed by the system, so it would be bad if the salary was deducted, but what should be learned is still to study hard.

Yang Ziyi didn't understand Qu Wuhao very much. During the time just now, he obviously liked studying, but now he looked like he didn't like studying. Du Ningxuan beside him quietly called out Qu Wuhao. When Wuhao's attention came, he took a 2B pencil from the box and performed a pen-twisting performance for Qu Wuhao.

Du Ningxuan was very handsome, a simple pencil turned flowers in his hand, Qu Wuhao just glanced at him, and then turned his head to look out the window.

"What's wrong, I don't look good?"

"I'm not interested in this little trick for those female students."

Du Ningxuan touched his nose, it was dusty, and he lay down on the table.

Yangzi stretched out his hand and patted Qu Wuhao's shoulder: "Study hard, don't look outside anymore, what's so interesting about those clouds outside?"

Qu Wuzhen turned his head to look at Yang Ziyi, then took a 2B pencil, circled it around his fingertips, then lightly threw it up and caught it, then raised his eyebrows: "I don't understand , too lazy to listen."

Yangzi thought about it carefully, and it seems to be the same reason. The teacher is talking about some test points above the basics. Qu Wuzhen is basically an illiterate area. It is normal to not understand. Qu Wuzhen blinked: " Shall we skip class?"

Yang Ziyi: "???"

Qu Wuhou waited until class was over, put the textbooks in his arms, pulled Yang Ziyi and ran to the backyard of the school, looking at the slightly high back wall, Qu Wuzhen just raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hands to support I found a place, and skillfully found a bench and stepped on it. It was a veteran at first glance.

Turning to another place, the class bell rang, Qu Wuzhen smiled at Yangzi and said happily: "I'll go to work first, after work, you can help me with my lessons, college bully?"

Yang Ziyi was dragged to the construction site in a daze like this. This kind of construction site would not recruit child labor, but there is a shortage of people these days. Qu Wuhao found a few familiar gangsters to say hello to the foreman. Still went in.

Qu Wuhao handed the textbook and school uniform to Yang Ziyi, and asked Yang Ziyi to find a place to sit, and he would be fine soon.

[You said that you released this mission, I finally felt the youth, you let me review the pleasure of moving bricks. 】

[Yes, let you look back at the time when you moved bricks in your youth. 】

[Roll (ノ｀Д)ノ. 】

Qu Wuhao's skill in moving bricks is very proficient, the foreman is very satisfied, so he let Qu Wuhao work here for a lot of days, it's a hot day, and in this kind of weather, it's easy to say that he is sweating profusely. The thin shirt on the back was wet from the beating, sticking to the skin, revealing the slender waist.

Yang Zi held Qu Wuhao's school uniform and stared at the delicate waist in a daze. He thought that Qu Wuhao's absence from class was like those students who didn't like studying, and went out to play game consoles or go to other places to have fun.

But I didn't expect to come out to move bricks on a hot day.

When it was time to settle the wages, the foreman took a look at Qu Wuhao's slightly tanned arms, and gave him an extra 50 yuan, saying it was hard work, and Qu Wuhao smiled happily with the 50 yuan.

Qu Wuzhen went to the corner of the construction site and put the clothes in Yang Ziyi's hand on his shoulders, and grabbed Yang Ziyi's arm with one hand: "Let's go buddy, come to my house and give me extra lessons."

Yangzi frowned, and walked beside Qu Wuhao, looking at Qu Wuhao's hands that were somewhat dirty by the bricks: "Your hands are very dirty."

"It's okay." Qu Wuhao blinked slyly at Yangzi, then ran to the fountain in Central Park, put his hands in it and shook them, and after a while, his little hands were washed clean.

The home in my memory was probably in a neighborhood where the messy ones were said to be civilian areas, but this neighborhood was full of filth. Qu Wuhao went to a corner room and pushed open the door.

"Friend, come in."

It’s the first time I’ve seen someone bring a ghost home so casually. Yang Ziyi has helped so many people pass the college entrance examination, but no one has ever taken him home casually. When he entered Qu Wuhao’s house, Yang Zi understood the reason Well, with their family's poor conditions, even thieves don't bother to come.

The room is quite tidy. When Qu Wuhao was changing shoes at the door, he saw a woman who looked exactly like the woman in the book. Qu Wuhao thought to himself, never thought that a gay guy like himself could be so beautiful. Like a jade female ticket.

The woman opened her mouth: "Son, are you back?"

Qu Wuzhen staggered, shocked by this sentence, the corner of his mouth twitched: [System!Why didn't you tell me when I asked you back then! 】

【Exercise your observation ability. 】

[Fart, this is training your mental endurance. 】

The woman suddenly started to cough, and when she coughed badly, she covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and then nodded gently to Yang Zi.

Qu Wuhao obediently handed over all the odds and ends in his pocket to his mother, and said awkwardly: "The scholarship is given by the school, and it is said to be for your medical treatment."

"I told my neighbors that my family, Qu Wuhou, is very good, but they still didn't believe me. I'll have to talk about it after a while."

Qu Wuhao hummed, and pulled Yang Ziyi: "He came to help me make up those weak points."

"I'll help you prepare dinner."

"No, I've eaten this afternoon."

After Qu Wuhao said this, he entered the room, and Yang Ziyi hurriedly followed in. Then, Qu Wuhao hugged his growling stomach, rolled on the bed, and Yang Ziyi took out a pack of biscuits from his pocket. : "Eat."

Qu Wuhao took the biscuit and wolfed it down, then smiled gratefully at Yang Ziyi, took out the notebook he took out from the school, and put it on a dilapidated wooden table.

Yang Ziyi is a good teacher. Although he looks young, he learns a lot of skills much better than what the teacher taught. Qu Wuhao is a good student, listening carefully and carefully, although occasionally He would ask Xiao Ming why he didn't catch chickens if he had such skills, this kind of question made Yang Zi dumbfounded.

In just a short while, Qu Wuhao felt as if someone had knocked him several times in his head, and his temples were swollen and painful. He lay on the bed and sighed: "Study is really not done by humans."

Yangzi thought for a while, reached out and patted Qu Wuhao's clothes, pointed to the outside, Qu Wuhao quickly understood, and then slumped on the bed even more salty: "Don't relax, I'm finally full, If you go out and consume your energy, you will die."

Another packet of biscuits was placed on the table.

[Mist grass, system, tell me, will I give in for a pack of biscuits? ] Qu Wuhao expressed shock.

【No!you will not!We want to be people who would rather die than surrender! 】The system loudly complies.

【No!I am! ] Qu Wuhao smiled, took the biscuit and stuffed it into his pocket, then obediently followed Yangzi out the door.

【……】I know your temper.

When the two of them went out, the sky had gradually darkened. Qu Wuhou was walking there, and suddenly turned his head and said to Yang Ziyi who was following behind, "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen since I was able to see ghosts." What a pretty ghost."

Qu Wuhao started to make gestures with Yang Zi about some strange ghosts after seeing the hell, why did he go to the barber shop to find the clerk saying it was a hair transplant, but the clerk in the barber shop saw his own wig flying in the air, and went to catch it and return it. Can't catch.

After talking, Qu Wuzhen leaned on Yang Ziyi's ear in a vicious way: "That's right, did you know? I've seen other ghosts carry cameras to take pictures of that kind of thing."

As soon as Yangzi asked what was the matter, he seemed to understand the words as soon as he uttered it, his pale face suddenly turned red, he gave Qu Wuhao a hard look, turned around and ignored Qu Wuhao.

Qu Wuhou laughed twice, and stretched out his hand to wrap Yang Ziyi's shoulders: "Hahaha, I'm just kidding you, let's go, go home."

Yang Ziyi grabbed Qu Wuhao's arm with his backhand, and pulled Qu Wuhao to a place where he sat down.

"It's so late, what are you doing?"

Yangzi put his hand to his mouth and shook it: "Wait a while."

After about 5 minutes, a musical fountain suddenly started to appear in front of my eyes. The water vapor fell asleep and the night breeze blew towards Qu Wuhao's face. It was unexpectedly comfortable. Qu Wuhao closed his eyes and supported the steps behind with both hands. .

In the summer, wearing a shirt, Qu Wuhao relaxed, these days I don't know why his spirit is always tense, at this moment when he relaxes, he starts to feel sleepy, yawning one after another: "Go back. "

Yawning is contagious, Yangzi also began to doze off, and then pulled Qu Wuhao up from the ground.

Qu Wuzhen was only sleepy at first, but he didn't expect the ghost to be very sleepy, it floated directly on his shoulder and began to doze off, Qu Wuzhen smiled, this was the first time for him to carry a ghost, it was very light, but It was very comfortable, as if a layer of silk had been attached to his body.

It was getting dark, and the street lamps outside were turned on one after another, emitting a warm yellowish light, reflecting on Qu Wuzhen's face, imprinting a layer of soft color, Yangzi half-opened his eyes, looking at Qu Wuhao's face. Hey, I thought this guy was pretty good-looking.

They are ghosts in the examination room, helping people to learn is one aspect, and on the other hand they have to be pleasing to the eye. I have to say that sometimes ghosts are also ghosts.

Walking home with the ghost on its back, the system couldn't help asking Qu Wuhao: [When did you see the ghost take a camera and take pictures of people? 】

[No, I haven't seen it. 】

【Then what are you...】

[I think if I can't find a job after I become a ghost, I will do this, and I will definitely make money. 】

[Mist Grass! ] The system expressed shock and sent countless contemptuous emoticons: [Don't think about it, there are rules in the world of ghosts, and the things you want to do will violate the ghost law. 】

[Wow, what a disaster. 】

Qu Wuhao blinked at Yang Ziyi, and Yang Ziyi stretched out his hand to smooth Qu Wuhao's hair: "How long is it?"

"It's almost there. It's almost there."

The road is very long, and when Qu Wuzhen went back, the ghost was already lying on his shoulder and screaming, Qu Wuzhen looked ridiculous, and when he put Yangzi on the bed, Qu Wuzhen was in distress .

Where does he sleep?

[It seems immoral to let the mission target sleep on the ground. 】

[Wow, have you found out your conscience? 】

Qu Wuzhen nodded, and then fell asleep on Yangziyi's body. Anyway, the ghost didn't feel any pain or pressure, but it felt very comfortable under his body.

【...Damn it, I knew you had no conscience. 】

Qu Wuzhen raised his hand and gently rubbed Yang Ziyi's face, making himself more comfortable: 【Our little boy has no conscience. 】

When Yangzi woke up the next day, he saw a large pet lying on his chest, the whole body was pressed against his body, and all the saliva from sleep rubbed against his chest.

As soon as Yangzi moved, Qu Wuhao hugged Yangzi even tighter, and subconsciously rubbed his head.

This is a problem that Xue Qiyun got used to in the last world. After erasing the memory, it is still there. His body temperature has always been very low. Xue Qiyun will always hold him in his arms. Now he seems to be used to having someone sleeping next to him. up.

Qu Wuhao is a habitual movement, but Yang Ziyi is very awkward, and finally struggled away. Just as he was about to wake up the little bastard, he was pulled back to the bed by Qu Wuhao again. Qing's words hugged him even tighter.

Yang Ziyi struggled for a while, and resigned to his fate when he couldn't get away. Anyway, he was hugged as soon as he was hugged, and there would be no loss of meat, but in the next second, Yang Ziyi overturned his idea.

Because, Qu Wuzhen, who is a dog, bit him hard.

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