Bai Yueguang, the actress dressed as a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

Qin Yue was about to die of anger. He just wanted to be nice to this idiot, but this person didn't appreciate it at all, and he had to decide the relationship by himself. He chased me with you just because he wanted to be my son

He Xi, hello, you are not only out of oranges today, you will be out tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and then a week later!

"You don't want to forget it!" Qin Yue felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and put down his words firmly, not wanting to pay attention to others.

But he just turned his back and didn't intend to leave.

He Xi, you come to apologize to me now, if you coax me, I will forgive you.

In the end, He Xi really fulfilled his wish, and took the initiative to come over and tug at his sleeve:

"Hey, male god, don't be angry, I'll buy it for you, can I buy it for you?"

The angry look of the male god made He Xi find him cute inexplicably, "Don't go, wait for me!"

He Xi left empty-handed, and came back with a big bag of oranges.

It was difficult for this point, the two sat on the small wall of the green pool, with a pile of peeled orange peels on the soles of their feet.

"Idiot, do you know how to pick oranges?" Qin Yue's expression was twisted, the oranges were no less sour than lemons, and his teeth were about to fall out.

"The one you took was an exception."

As He Xi spoke, he picked up a petal and threw it into his mouth.

"Exception?" Qin Yue pointed to the ground: "I've already taken a few, every exception?"

"But mine are indeed sweet." He Xi broke off the two biggest petals of the orange in his hand, and handed it to Qin Yue: "If you don't believe me, come and have a bite?"

Qin Yue was skeptical, and hesitantly leaned over. He Xi's fingers were slender and fair, and his nails were neatly trimmed, round and full.It was slightly pink, and he couldn't help but want to touch it.

With He Xi's hand, he took the orange. He Xi's cold fingers touched his lips. Qin Yue blushed for no reason, and turned his head to bite the orange in a panic.

Qin Yue's face changed instantly.

Almost immediately, he wanted to spit it out, but He Xi quickly covered his mouth: "God, is it sweet?"

The man laughed very happily, and teased him at the same time: "Don't waste it!"

"He--Xi--!"

"Hey, I'm here."

After eating such a big two pieces at once, Qin Yue's tears were sour, but the culprit was still laughing while covering his stomach, and he immediately became angry: "You did it on purpose."

"No, no," He Xi hurriedly separated the relationship, and begged for mercy aggrievedly: "I can't eat anymore."

"Can't you eat so much?"

He Xi said in his heart that it wasn't because of you, besides, I didn't expect to be so sour.

"How about I bring it to Xia Xingye tomorrow?"

Qin Yue pondered for a moment: "Good idea."

He Xi tied the bag, then untied it and took out another one: "God, bring one for Gabe?"

Qin Yue: "..."

"I'm just kidding," He Xi made a face at him, "Cats can't eat oranges, I know."

I don't know if it's because Qin Yue gave him support in that dark environment tonight, but He Xi always felt that he was getting more and more pleasing to the eye when looking at male gods, and his affection for this man in his heart also skyrocketed.

Moreover, he was not angry with himself for tricking him into eating such a sour orange.

Whether he was really angry or fake, he couldn't tell.

Obviously a good person.

The next day, He Xi wanted to slap himself to death who was filled with sorrow and emotion last night.

"No, rewrite." This is the third time he heard it today.

"Male god, I think I've made great progress." He Xi looked at the three similar characters, and opened his mouth to talk nonsense: "Look at this elegant font, it's fresh and refined, like a banished fairy, fluttering like The movement of the wind, the faintness of climbing to the clouds, not only reflects my longing for freedom, but also shows my free and easy, romantic character."

Yang Zhe turned around and gave a thumbs up: "Brother He, you are amazing. If I have your skills in Chinese reading and analysis, I think I can get a good score in the test."

"Yes, we are still fighting."

He Xi felt guilty: "It's too much, too much."

"Let me appreciate Brother He's fairy handwriting!"

As Yang Zhe spoke, he leaned over and picked up He Xi's copybook, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently.

"Indeed... I see a free soul."

"...and an uninhibited attitude."

"Let you listen to him." Qin Yue couldn't stand it anymore, took He Xi's copybook and turned a page for him, and tapped on it with his slender fingers: "Continue."

He Xi's handwriting has been that ghostly for more than ten years, and now it is really difficult to go back to the furnace and remake it. Just a horizontal and vertical copybook can kill him, and it is not a grooved copybook. There is no constraint. According to other people's description, he had to study by himself, and only then wrote three papers, all of which were judged as failing by Qin Yue, and his hands were about to cramp.

It is too difficult for me to lure cats.

"Male god..." He Xi looked at him pleadingly: "I think I always miss the point, every time I look at that stroke, it always writes crookedly, so I think, I must ask for something. Restrain me. Otherwise I'll be doing nothing."

Qin Yue looked at him with a complicated expression: "Are you sure?"

"Of course!" He Xi nodded desperately, yes, it's the one you thought of, the copybook with grooves, it's ready to come out, man god, tell me, I'll go buy it, the logistics will be slower and wait for him for a few days, hello, hello, everyone good!

As a result, Qin Yue coughed lightly, then stood up: "Yes."

He Xi: "???"

Before he realized what Qin Yue meant, the male god comrade walked around behind him.

Qin Yue bent down, completely wrapped He Xi in his arms, and stretched out his right hand to hold He Xi's cold hand that was still holding a pen.

Didn't He Xi say this because he wanted to teach him by hand?

You little bastard, you are quite scheming.

"Be more steady when you write," Qin Yue's voice sounded from above, but He Xi felt that it seemed to come from his ears, the warm breath gently swept his cheeks, and the place where the backs of his hands were touching Very warm.

He didn't dare to move at all, just curled up so obediently, even his legs under the table were tightly closed together.

Let Qin Yue lead him and finish writing a poem.

After putting on makeup, she asked her husband in a low voice, thrush the depth of the eyebrows.

He Xi's Chinese level is not high, so he can't remember the artistic conception and deeper meaning behind this sentence, but the scene of the husband giving his wife thrush pops up in his mind, why is it this sentence?

He Xi blushed a little, "Okay, male god, I'll do it myself."

He eagerly wanted to push Qin Yue away, but he tilted his head impartially and kissed Qin Yue's chin.

Although it was just a faint kiss, it wasn't even a kiss, at most it was the lips rubbing against that piece of skin.

Compared to that time, I don't know how much it faded, but He Xi's face was burning up visibly, but Qin Yue didn't see it.

Fireworks have already exploded in his own mind.

Is He Xi kissing me?Did he really kiss me just now?But this is in the classroom, why does He Xi kiss me now?

I was kissed by He Xi again?what happened?

He was in a mess, and he didn't even let go of his arms around He Xi.

"What are you doing?" The dean was in a good mood today. He walked around the corridor a few more times, and was very pleased to see the students discussing problems together after class, or simply brushing up questions on their seats.

It seems that this year's college entrance examination pass rate can be raised by another level.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the door of Class [-], he saw two people who were huddled together in an intimate position. They didn't know what kind of crime they were doing, and the faces of the girls watching beside them were still shining with excitement.

A few even secretly took pictures with their mobile phones.

The dean almost didn't come up in one breath.

When the other students heard this voice, they hurriedly stuffed their phones back like frightened rabbits, and managed their expressions by the way. Qin Yue and He Xi suddenly became the target of public criticism.

Two boys were much easier to explain than a man and a woman, but Qin Yue blushed, as if he had done nothing good and felt guilty, He Xi gritted his teeth and talked for 15 minutes before finally explaining them clearly It's really just "practicing calligraphy".

The teaching director left with a straight face, and half an hour later, Wang Jia walked in with a straight face.

"Everyone is in the third year of high school. Time is precious. It is necessary to use the fragmented time reasonably, such as doing a few questions and memorizing a few words during class breaks. It is all possible. Don't waste it. It is more meaningful to use time Instead of fighting and joking. Good friends should also pay attention to propriety, especially--" Wang Jia raised his voice: "Don't be like some male students, cuddling in the classroom."

The author has something to say: I’m sorry for being late today, I’m a short monster, begging not to kill QAQ

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 203448801;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Song Deng;

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