The scumbags all want to turn back

"...I know, bro, don't worry, no one is bullying me, I just don't want to play with them." The boy complained coquettishly, "Gossip about other people's private affairs like an uneducated mother-in-law every day, and use various methods. This kind of vicious language judges others, full of negative energy. He always plays tricks on me, treats me as a fool, wants to do something bad and refuses to do it himself, uses me as a gun, and makes me take the blame for them... ...It's okay, I didn't suffer anything, it's just some small things that don't matter, I have taught them where you need to be in the first place... Don't worry, who am I, how can I not keep up with the class..."

Ning Yuanchen leaned against the wall by the window, and waited until the boy and his elder brother finished calling, then coughed lightly, and called, "Alan?"

Alan was obviously taken aback, and almost fell off the window sill, but when he saw that it was Ning Yuanchen, he was stunned. A few seconds later, the sweet red spread from his cheeks to his ears and neck.

"Why, don't you remember me?" Ning Yuanchen deliberately teased him, "I was at the hotel before, and I almost treated you to breakfast. I don't know if I have the honor to treat you to lunch today."

"Of course I remember you!" Allen helped Ning Yuanchen climb into his box through the window in a hurry, "You, why did you come to De Botton?"

"I'm here to take the qualification exam. Maybe in ten days or so, I'll be your classmate." Ning Yuanchen took his hand and knelt down on the cushion beside the low table in the box.

Alan was obviously not used to kneeling and sitting posture. He was pulled by Ning Yuanchen and fell staggeringly, with most of his body pressed on him. Ning Yuanchen took the opportunity to put his arms around his shoulders, and rubbed his lips lightly From the corner of his eyes, he asked with a chuckle, "You haven't told me yet, what's your last name?"

Alan wanted to push him away in a panic, but Ning Yuanchen leaned over instead, putting his head on his shoulder.

"Carol..." Alan didn't dare to look at Ning Yuanchen's face so close, but when his hair brushed against his neck and cheeks, he felt a little joy in his heart, "My full name It's Alan Callow."

"Then, Mr. Carlo." Ning Yuanchen hugged his waist, looked up at the bewildered young man, and smiled, "How old are you this year, what grade are you in, can you tell me?"

"I, I'm 17 years old, a third-grade student..." Allen put his hand on his shoulder, and pushed him twice weakly, "You, don't come so close to me..."

"Why, do you hate me?" Ning Yuanchen leaned forward and rubbed his face, which was so red, pretending to be sad, "But I like you very much...it's really sad."

"I don't hate you." Alan pleaded softly, "But you're so close, I can't sit comfortably..."

"Sitting is uncomfortable, why don't we lie down?" Ning Yuanchen deliberately misinterpreted his words, and with a little force, he pushed Alan to the ground. Alan was defenseless, and hit the back of his head on the ground with a sound. Ai yo cried out.

Ning Yuanchen didn't expect this to happen, so he quickly helped Alan up, hugged his sore head in his arms, and gently rubbed the back of his head to apologize: "It's my fault, does it hurt?"

"It's just a little pain, and it's fine now." Allen said honestly, raising his head, just in time to meet Ning Yuanchen's gaze.

The boy in his arms has eyes like emeralds, and now because of knocking his head, a layer of watery mist has appeared, as if the young leaves in the morning are wrapped in a drop of dew, and the bright red lips are slightly parted, vaguely A small section of tongue was exposed, with a blank and innocent expression as if a drop of transparent and viscous nectar was dripping on the lips, so clean and so alluring.

Ning Yuanchen couldn't help but licked his lips. Since returning to his own world, he found himself becoming more and more impatient in front of beauty.Is it possible that in this life, he will become a romantic ghost and die under the peony flower?

This thought only had time to flash around in his mind, and then he raised his hand to hold Alan's cheek, and lowered his voice coaxingly: "Have you ever kissed?"

Allen was still dazed, but his face was getting redder and his eyes were getting moister.

"Do you want me to teach you?" Ning Yuanchen pressed down slowly.

"No!" Allen shrank his neck in fright, closed his eyes, and pursed his lips tightly, but heard a clear laughter, and then, a soft and clean kiss, like a wet leaf, fell on the on his eyes.

Allen closed his eyes tightly, hunched his neck and waited for his next move, but suddenly felt the arms around his waist relax. As soon as he opened his eyes, Ning Yuanchen scratched his nose and pinched his face again , Said: "It's still as cute as before, just teasing it casually will scare you like this. Don't worry, I treat you like a younger brother, why would you do something you don't like?"

Alan didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved, and sat up straight with his head down and blushing face.Ning Yuanchen came back with another set of tableware from the sideboard in the box, took two bites, and asked as if he just remembered: "Do you mind if I eat with you?"

Alan didn't say anything, but he accepted Ning Yuanchen's food for him.

The two of them chatted about school and their studies as if nothing had happened just now.Only then did Ning Yuanchen discover that this innocent young master who blushes at every turn and looks inexperienced is still a young genius. Although he is only 17 years old, he is already a third-year graduate who is about to apply for university this year. In the two subjects of design and medicine, the grades have been maintained at the top of the grade.

Alan is the youngest son in the family. His parents died early. There is a brother who is 13 years older and has inherited the family business. His brother treats him very well. He just needs to be a young master who pursues his dreams.In order to support his younger brother's dream of being a doctor and a mecha designer, Alan's brother opened a hospital in the central star, allowing him to observe doctors' operations and learn from the sidelines at any time. He also built a private mecha studio for him. Play around with all kinds of expensive parts.

"There is also a mecha training room in the studio. My brother said that if you don't understand how the mecha works, you can't design a real mecha."

"Then it seems that you are also a master in mecha operation?" Ning Yuanchen looked into his eyes with admiration, picked up a piece of dessert and handed it to his mouth.

Alan's eyes dodged, he opened his mouth stiffly, took the snack, and said while chewing: "I just know how to drive at the rudimentary level, nothing else will work. My brother invited me a few instructors to let them drive the mecha. Show me the battle, so that I can gain an in-depth understanding of the combat status of the mecha and the needs of the pilot."

As he said that, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Brother Yuanchen, you usually practice on the virtual platform, don't you want to come to my studio to experience a real mech?" His tongue was burnt, and he said hastily, "Of course, I know that His Royal Highness's private training room must have better equipment..."

"Thank you, if you don't mind, I will disturb you in the next few days." Ning Yuanchen held his hand and moved towards him until he was next to his legs and close to his ear He laughed, "I have nothing to do with the prince, he is just a friend who got acquainted through a misunderstanding."

"Who would believe it?" Alan pouted and said, "If the prince doesn't like you, why did he try his best to guide public opinion for you..." However, the smile on his face could not be concealed.

Ning Yuanchen was itchy for a while by his shy smile, and couldn't help rubbing his fingertips at the corner of his mouth. When he looked at him suspiciously, he put his finger in his mouth and sucked it, and said with a smile: "There's some scum."

Allen swallowed hard, almost terrified, jumped up and said, "You, you...you should have the interview in the afternoon! I won't waste your time..."

Ning Yuanchen quickly took his hand, and said softly: "Leave a contact information, otherwise how can I go to your studio tomorrow?"

Allen lowered his head deeply, operated his brain with trembling fingers, added Ning Yuanchen to the address book, and immediately turned around to run away, but Ning Yuanchen hugged him from behind.

There was a soft touch from the ear, as well as the hot and humid air that was exhaled, as if it was blown directly into the heart, swirling mischievously inside.

"Thank you." Ning Yuanchen softly pressed his lips against his ear, then let go of him, took his hand naturally, and said, "If you still have time, can you take me to Luyang Tower? My afternoon interview will be held there."

Alan didn't know how he sent Ning Yuanchen there, and how he came back. When he realized it, he was already lying on the bed in the dormitory, his clothes hadn't changed, and the quilt was wrapped around him in a mess.

Struggling to get out of the quilt, Allen immediately sent a communication request to his brother. Two seconds later, the video was connected, and a man with deep eyebrows, sharp edges and corners, black hair and green eyes appeared on the screen. Looking at the background, he should be Sitting in the office, there are two strong bodyguards standing behind him.With a cigarette in his mouth, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a dangerous and sexy temperament like a beast: "Brother, what's wrong?"