reverse pull

After finishing what should be done, Qu Buyan went back to the dormitory.

He didn't really want to go anywhere else.He didn't really know where else to go.

"Xiao Wu?" Qu Buyan opened the door of the dormitory, and saw Lu Wan in Wu's arms, with a bad expression on his face.

blushing.

booze.

Still holding...a large empty glass bottle.

I hate it, I don't want to touch it.

"If you don't want it, I'll take it home." Wu Mei felt that Qu Buyan's mood might be a bit pessimistic.

Dislike it.

Qu Buyan snatched it away, pulled it into her arms like a flower bud on a book, turned around and put it on her bed.

Lu Wan frowned probably because she was not comfortable in Wu Xiong's arms because of being dragged.After being put on the bed, he probably felt more comfortable, his brows stopped frowning, and he even slept in a comfortable position while holding the wine bottle on his side.

Outrageous!

"Do you need me to explain?" Wu Mei took off the satchel on her shoulder - Lu Wan's satchel, thinking about where to hang it.

"Did he drink secretly?" Qu Buyan reached for the satchel and hung it next to Lu Wan's wardrobe.

He recognized this wine bottle, Jiang Hui specially used it to store spirits.

Lu Wan's height is simply out of reach.

"When I found him, he was lying on the floor in the corridor and fell asleep." Wu Yi looked at Lu Wan on the bed again, it was so hot just now, he should be drunk, not a fever.

Qu Buyan sighed, looked at Wu Yi and asked, "Where is Wen Ren?"

On weekends, Wu Yi should go home.

"He... hurts. He's in the car." Wu Mei pushed his glasses.

"Pain? Is the disease relapsed?" Qu Buyan asked.

"No, it's a new injury." Wu Yi smiled.

"New injury?" Qu Buyan looked at Wu Yi, didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Let him rest well."

"I will." After speaking, Wu Yi left the dormitory.

Qu Buyan stood beside his bed.

stare.

It's been three days, Lu Wan came to the dormitory for three days and occupied his bed for three days.

Staring with a sullen face.

He smelled of alcohol, such a big bottle, and Jiang Hui's wine was so strong.

Change your posture and stare.

Still holding the bottle!

Still open mouth!

face so red...so red...

When Yu Fu was drunk... Qu Buyan suddenly laughed.

It was the same when Yu Fu was drunk, blushing, holding the wine bottle foolishly.

Wu Mei got into the car, put on her seat belt, and looked back at Wen Ren in the back seat with a drunken look.

Wen Ren lay on the latter like a drunk bastard.

not talking.

I want to move.

dare not move.

pain……

Lie on your stomach in this posture in Tangchi.

pain!

Also, don't know what you are.

For example, the storm borders on the clear sky, and the lightning and thunder are next to the clouds and clouds.

Like, full and empty again.

F!The hooligan who played for 20 years was raped by his own student!

F! F! F!

There can be more F than this!What's the matter!

Wu Mei didn't speak, and started the car directly, and sent the newly injured person behind to the school hospital.

My head hurts.

Don't want to open your eyes.

Lu Wan rubbed his head on the pillow.

A little sleepy in the sun, but waking up, curled up with your face against the pillow, feels so good.

Now the first thought that comes to my mind is: I want to ask for leave.

Ask for leave?Today is... Sunday.

No need to ask for leave on Sunday.

Lu Wan hooked the corner of her mouth, that's really nice.Don't open your eyes, continue to sleep.

Standing beside the bed, Qu Buyan frowned and then loosened, loosened and furrowed again.

Did he wake up?

Is he opening his eyes?

Turn over!

Still rubbing!

Also... laugh!

It's already one o'clock in the afternoon, do you still have to get up!

stare.

Just stare.

5 minutes.

stare.

10 minutes.

stare.

Qu Buyan, Qu Buyan, you really have something to talk about, staring at a little alcoholic who stole a drink and fell asleep.

Also stared at... from 01:30 am to [-]:[-] pm.

If Chen Yichen knew, his bones would probably go to heaven.

"Goo~"

Qu Buyan pricked up his ears, what's the sound?

"Goo~"

From under the bottle.

The little demon Lu rubbed the tip of his nose, and hugged the big wine bottle tightly in his arms.

Qu Buyan stared even harder: Are you awake or not!

The little demon Lu Wan frowned, and curled up even more.

What, are you uncomfortable?

"Okay... Hungry." The little demon Lu Wan closed her eyes and bit the beer bottle in her arms.

"Ah..." The little demon Lu Wan finally opened his eyes!But he was still struggling on the verge of pain and slumber, and the reality of biting a beer bottle made his eyes open wider and wider.

The little demon Lu Wan let go of the beer bottle, and the little demon Lu Wan lifted the beer bottle slightly, the little demon Lu Wan was obviously startled by the beer bottle in her arms.

Live broadcast the psychological dynamics of the little demon Lu Wan: Where did the monster come from, it has become such a low-level thing, and it is still hiding in the arms of this monster.

The little demon Lu turned his nose and sniffed at the mouth of the bottle: Hey, well, he's a drunkard!

Take it back into your arms.

The little demon Lu Wan showed her victorious little canine teeth.A figure appeared in the glass bottle.

Navy blue shirt, black trousers.

No, Qubuyan Xingjun is standing by the side!

stare.

The little demon Lu Wan stood up straight and sat up: "Qu... (Xingjun, Buddha, Bodhisattva, Great Immortal, what is it? Oh) Instructor, good morning."

Lu Wan woke up.

Qu Buyan stared at Lu Wan without speaking.

Lu Wan clenched the wine bottle tightly, what should I do?Do you want to explain?

explain what?Jiangfen, Suki, Lanshu, or...

Wine bottle, yes, wine bottle.

What about wine bottles?

Slid down by yourself?

Did Jiang Hui take it down?

From Su Kiss?

Lanshu...

"Not to him." Lu Wan blurted out.

What the hell?What was not given to him?

"Who didn't give it to?" Qu Xingjun turned on the interrogation mode.

Lan Shu was not given.

Did not give him a drink.

He didn't ask for it but just didn't give him a drink.

Alcohol is not your own.I didn't steal...take it myself.

Lu Wan burped, hungry belch, full of the smell of alcohol fermented gastric juice.

Feeling uncomfortable, I quickly covered it with my sleeve.

sleeve?Unspoken shirt?

How did you come back yesterday?

Drunk mistake.

"Uh... forgot."

The little demon Lu Wan is so smart!Drink the fragments, this flawless excuse, the demon talent of the demon world!

Qu Xingjun was thinking seriously, trying to find all the clues in the little demon Lu Wan.

forget?

forget!

Outrageous!

Is it... Lan Shu?

Qu Xingjun swiped his pen: felony!

No matter how to resolve the crushing solemnity within ten seconds, the little demon Lu Wan raised the wine bottle in his arms: "Instructor Qu, the wine bottle is here for you!"

It's not a week of ups and downs.Qu Xingjun's face was ashen.

Phew... forget it.Lu Wan put the wine bottle back into her arms.

"Buzz...buzz..."

The vibration of the mobile phone.Lu Wan turned her head to look for it, it was in her bag.

Hold the bottle, get out of bed, where are the shoes?Forget it.

Prisoners don't wear shoes!The crime is added to the class!

Lu Wan took a look, stuffed the wine bottle into the cabinet, and then took out the mobile phone in the bag.

Cloud axis.

Student Yun Zhuozi, you are simply the guardian angel of the little demon Lu Wan!

"Hey?"

"Beep beep..."

Hang up... hang up.

Lu Wan stared at the phone screen, little angel Yun Zhuozi, don't lose the chain at the critical moment!

The phone vibrated again.Short message.

— Lu Wan, Instructor Chen said that the hospital cannot make phone calls.

Hospital?

—Why did you go to the hospital?Are you sick?

-No.Brother Wenren called and said that Dean Hong was looking for me.

Understood.Yun Zhuozi was going to suffer from an incurable disease, or a symptom that the school hospital could not treat.

Lu Wan leaned against the wardrobe with a smile, thinking about what kind of disease Dean Hong would make Yun Zhuzi.

But when did the school hospital stop making phone calls?

Attention all jurors, in the middle of the interrogation, the little demon Lu Wan hangs up and chats with his classmates!

Qu Xingguan swiped his pen: The crime is more serious!

"That, Zhuozi." Lu Wan looked at Qu with a bad expression and said nothing.

"Is the minister here?" Qu Buyan asked.

Lu Wan nodded.Qu Xingguan is really smart!

—Instructor Chen asked me to ask, is Instructor Qu here?

amount……

-exist.

- Instructor Chen said, telling Instructor Qu: "Wu Mei and Wen Ren had a quarrel."

"Instructor Chen has something to tell you." Lu Wan raised the phone.

"Read." Qu did not say anything.

Lu Wan withdrew his phone: "Instructor Chen said that Brother Xiaowu and Teacher Wenren had a fight."

Qu Buyan looked at the phone: "Ask him, is it the bed frame?"

Qu Xingjun in public...teaching bad...pollution...

Lu Wan typed honestly.

- Instructor Qu asked: "The bed frame?"

"Ah?" Yun Zhuozi was taken aback. The scope of his chat with Lu Wan hadn't expanded to this extent yet. In the text message sent by the person whose note was Lu Wan, there was the word bed frame!

"Instructor Qu asked, is it the bed frame?" Yun Zhuozi looked at Chen Yichen.

"Qubu Yan, your uncle!" After finishing speaking, Chen Yichen suppressed a smile.Unable to hold back, he laughed wildly.

Yun Zhuozi was puzzled: "Instructor Chen, what do you mean by bed frame?"

The conversation between him and Lu Wan, at most, reached the point where the color of the female classmate's underwear is so beautiful and the outline is smooth, and Xiao Wanwan and Xiao Zhouzhou stood up again in the morning.

One lacks a mother and one lacks a parent, lack of education.

"The bed frame is..." Chen Yichen looked at Yun Zhuozi, couldn't help laughing wildly again, and squeezed out a few words while laughing: "This... I'll turn around and... teach you."

When Chen Yichen had laughed enough, he remembered to reply: "You reply to him: the song is not serious!"

Yunzhuo also typed honestly.

Lu Wan looked at the line and felt that although it didn't sound very nice, it made sense.

"Instructor Chen said: the song is not serious." Lu Wan looked at the song and said nothing.

Ah, Mr. Qu Xing is so determined!The little demon Lu Wan admired it!

ten seconds.

"Go." Qu said nothing.

"Where are you going?" Lu Wan asked.

"School hospital." Watching a play.

"I haven't showered yet." And... just a shirt.

"It's been washed." Qu Buyan opened the door.

washed.There is no way, the situation last night, I can only choose to wash him clean or throw him out with the wine bottle.

Mr. Qu Xing, yes!clean!addiction!

It was the first time Qu Buyan saw him holding the wine bottle in the shower.

……the second time.

Yu Fu was also holding the wine bottle.

"Hurry up." Qu Buyan smiled.

Lu Wan turned over her trousers and put them on, stepped on her shoes, grabbed her schoolbag and followed.

Within the long-distance distance of Beijing University, Qu Buyan is familiar with these few places: freshman teachers, Lanshu office, cafeteria, practice room, and school hospital.

If he saw Qu Buyan in other places, then he must have lost his way.

In my senior year, I didn’t have to go to class very much and didn’t have to think about work and future music. The way to pass the time was very unique: I went out of the dormitory alone.A stroll around the campus is enough for him to spend a whole day back to the original point.

Every place without Yu Fu is a maze.

In Qu Buyan's exclusive ward at the school hospital, Wu Mei and Wen Renzui were indeed fighting on the bed frame—the bedside fight.

When Chen Yichen saw Qu Buyan enter, he pointed to the chair beside him, and Qu Buyan immediately understood.Lu Wan followed, and stood next to Yun Zhuozi, who was nervously watching the battle.

"Why...why are you carrying your schoolbag?" Lu Wan looked at Yun Zhuozi and asked.When there is no snacks, student Yun Zhuozi is not willing to carry a backpack.

"I just came out of the library. I have to do my homework." Yun Zhuozi looked at Lu Wan's schoolbag and asked, "Do you also have a lot of homework?"

do not know.

Lu Wan didn't attend the class.

Student Yun Zhouzi, when did you see your deskmate do homework in the third year of high school?

"Hmm." It seems there is.

Lu Wan stopped talking and concentrated on watching the battle.

"Wu Mei you..." No adjectives could be found.

"Wu Mei, you..." How should I speak?

"Wu Mei, you..." What are you going to say?

"Wu Mei, you..."

I heard that people were too drunk to suffocate.The sleeves of arms are as steady as Mount Tai without saying a word.

……

"How long have they been like this?" Qu Buyan asked.

"It's been more than an hour." Chen Yichen was obviously a little disappointed with the progress of the plot.

"Since when have you been so patient?" Qu Buyan said.

"When did you become so patient?" Chen Yichen pointed to Lu Wan and asked.

"Instructor Chen is too much." Qu Buyan continued to watch the battle.

"To each other." Chen Yichen also continued to watch the battle.

"Wu Xie, you..." Wen Renzui's fuel was almost used up, and there were still these three words.

"Teacher Wenren, you..." Xianjun Wuxi finally spoke. Immortal Wuxiong looked Wenren Laojun up and down, and asked worriedly: "...does it still hurt?"

still hurt?

Does it hurt?

What!

Chen Yichen pouted, unable to laugh.

Chen Xianjun, you can't laugh!

Seriously, the two immortals are fighting!

Two immortals are fighting over a wounded little flower!

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The old man's girlish heart!