look right

The scorching sun shrouded the entire school, and once the lunch break was over, it would be another drowsy afternoon, but today, not only could I not sleep, but I needed to keep my spirits up.

He and Chen Mo had just returned to school, and no one would have expected that such a coincidence would usher in the first quiz since school.

The quiz is a piece of cake for a top student like Chen Mo, but for a scumbag like Xiao Yihan, it is even more difficult than reaching the sky.

Although the desks in the class are connected together, there must be a distance between the two in the exam. The fat teacher wearing gold-rimmed glasses walks up and down on the podium.

All the students in the class were burying their heads in writing the test papers, but Xiao Yihan was the only one who was leaning on his seat with a pen in his mouth carelessly.

It's not that he can't write, but he doesn't want to write. Just like in high school, he committed a lazy bone as soon as he saw the exam paper.

When he was in high school, he got nervous in an exam. He got almost a full score in the exam, but he was chased by the teacher to ask if he copied it. He was so depressed, and he handed in a blank paper as soon as the exam came.

Xiao Yihan tilted his head to look at Chen Mo with his chin in his hands, took down the pen in his mouth and outlined Chen Mo's side face in the air, feeling unrealistic, so he looked at it while drawing from the sketchbook.

The painting is too selfless or too engrossed to look at it. I didn't even notice when the teacher came. Teacher Pangdun came over and knocked on his desk, "Student, please don't affect others."

At that moment, he almost covered the draft with the test paper at the fastest speed in his life, and when the fat teacher turned his back to him, he leaned back on the seat and smiled at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo also only glanced at him, then quickly started to write on the test paper, handed it to him as quickly as possible and took away the blank paper on his desk, the fat teacher turned his back to them, unless there were eyes behind him, If it weren't for this little move of the two of them.

When Chen Mo took away his test paper, he was actually a little confused, but when he saw his name written on the test paper, he couldn't help but chuckled again, and while the teacher wasn't paying attention, he slapped Chen Mo with a loving hand .

Chen Mo was amused, and mouthed a word to him.

Silly!

Xiao Yihan smiled more happily than picking up money. Holding the test paper Chen Mo gave him, he couldn't close his mouth and kept laughing. He turned his head and looked at Chen Mo who was working hard on the second test paper. There is no need to hand in blank papers , but now I'm a little free.

He took out the draft book that he had just hidden away, and began to draw Chen Mo's side face on it again, the outline was very delicate stroke by stroke.

He spent the whole class drawing Chenmo, and at the last step, he turned the pen in his hand and thought for a while, then changed to a red pen and dotted a small red tear mole at the corner of his eye.

nice!

"What are you drawing?" Chen Mo's voice sounded from beside his ears, which almost made him crooked in fright.

"The drawing is finished, isn't it prettier than the Pikachu you drew?" Xiao Yihan took the draft and put it in front of Chen Mo.

But before Chen Mo could say the word "good-looking", the draft book came off between his two fingers, and the whole class who had finished the exam all booed.

"Oh, this is not Chen Mo, tsk tsk tsk...Look at this side face," the one who snatched the draft book was a tall, thin man, dressed in ruffian clothes, with yellow hair dyed, looking like Not a good student.

"Come back, I'll count to three," Xiao Yihan still leaned on the chair, but stared at the yellow hair expressionlessly.

"I won't pay it back, what can you do?" Huang Mao stood on the podium, held up the draft book, "You are a big man and you have nothing to do to draw a man. You don't like Chen Mo, do you?"

"Yeah, I just like it, what's the matter?" Xiao Yihan clenched his fists and stood up, "You stand there and let me paint, I think my eyes are dirty."

"You..." Huang Mao looked around at the classmates who were staring at him, his eyes were red with anger, "Don't you want to draw? I just won't give it."

Huang Mao stood on the podium in front of the whole class, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yihan, but he didn't intend to stop the movements in his hands. He first tore off the drawing on the draft book, and then bit by bit shredded.

Xiao Yihan clenched his fists tightly, and immediately couldn't control the anger that had been suppressed in his heart. He shook off Chen Mo's hand, stepped on the chair and stood on the desk, and then approached Huang Mao step by step along the table.

When Xiao Yihan walked to the front desk, he stretched out his feet and kicked Huang Mao, sat on Huang Mao on the ground, grabbed Huang Mao's collar and stared at him, then punched Huang Mao in the face .

"You dare to tear my things," Xiao Yihan snatched the paper that was divided into four in Huang Mao's hand, then picked up the draft book that was thrown on the ground, and when he stood up, he patched Huang Mao's leg again.

"Fuck! You fucking wait for me," Huang Mao hugged his legs, his facial features twisted together.

"Send at any time, scumbag," Xiao Yihan raised the corners of his mouth and turned back to sneer.

"Whatever you look at, get out of here."

The theatergoers in the class were frightened by Huang Mao's roar and ran away immediately. Xiao Yihan who beat Huang Mao didn't know, but they still knew.

Huang Mao started making troubles at school not long after the start of school because he had a few bad money at home and had a father who supported him behind him, and few in the class dared to provoke him.

With a sullen face, Xiao Yihan walked to the seat with the drawing paper in his hand, put the torn paper into the book, leaned on the chair and looked at Chen Mo.

"I'll draw you another day," Xiao Yihan said.

"Okay, you don't need to steal the painting, I'll be your model," Chen Mo smiled, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Do you want to take off your clothes?"

"If you're naked, then it's not drawing on paper," Xiao Yihan chuckled softly, and also said in Chen Mo's ear, "Then I'm going to draw on my body."

"Then you..." Chen Mo said with a smirk, "Let's steal the painting." After speaking, he glanced at Huang Mao who was limping out, then turned and went out through the back door.

"Hey! You man, run away after flirting, right?" Xiao Yihan packed the books on the table and stuffed them into the pocket of the table, and followed Chen Mo's direction to chase.

Although the time after class was not long, many boys who love basketball ran to play. Chen Mo walked straight to the basketball court, so he followed.

He and Chen Mo were just standing by and watching, but this person who had just ended the dispute met again now.

On the basketball court, Huang Mao, who is only wearing a vest, is playing with a limp at all. This is playing basketball, but his eyes keep looking at a girl next to him, pretending to be handsome from time to time Show that girl.

But the girl didn't look at Huang Mao, but saw him and Chen Mo coming, picked up the water at hand and ran towards them, and handed the water to Chen Mo.

"Here," the girl wore a ponytail, and she looked juicy, she must be shy, her whole face was facing down, and she didn't dare to look directly at Chen Mo.

"No thanks," Chen Mo politely refused.

"That... classmate Chen, can you go over there? I have something to tell you," the ponytailed girl pointed at the tree where no one was around, her voice was softer than a mosquito, and she fell silent at the end.

"Say it straight," Chen Mo frowned.

"That... there are a lot of people here, I can't tell," the girl with ponytail blushed even more than before.

Chen Mo looked at Xiao Yihan, gave a light "um", and followed the girl with ponytails to the big tree.

Xiao Yihan originally wanted to follow, but the girl said it was inconvenient, so he could only stand there and stare at the two people under the tree.

He couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and felt a little bored, and when his mood slowly sank, Chen Mo stretched out his finger to tick him, motioning him to go over.

Before he could ask when he walked over, Chen Mo grabbed his neck, took a sip from his mouth, and kissed him in front of the girl.

"Sorry, I can't promise you, my boyfriend will be jealous," Chen Mo turned around and apologized to the girl.

"You...you..." The ponytail girl frowned, tears rolled in her eyes, she didn't say a complete sentence for a long time, wiped away the tears that hadn't had time to fall, turned her head and ran to the teaching building.

Huang Mao, who was playing on the basketball court, didn't know when he paid attention to this side. Seeing the girl who had been watching just now ran away crying, threw away the ball in his hand and immediately chased after her.

"What did she tell you just now?" Xiao Yihan asked.

"She said she liked me," Chen Mo looked at him and smiled, "You almost lost your eyes just now."

"Nonsense, who knows what that girl is going to do," Xiao Yihan said, "It seems that you are really not an ordinary hot guy."

"To each other, that little nurse was also rejected by you," Chen Mo dispatched.

"That was a long time ago. What I like now is you," Xiao Yihan smiled, "It should be said that in the past 20 years, you are the only person I like."

"Is it the person you like, or the person you like 'on'?" Chen Mo sat under the big tree and looked at him.

"Hey! Why didn't I find you so filthy before," Xiao Yihan also sat beside him and said.

"Why, do you want to regret it now?" Chen Mo tilted his head to look at him.

"I don't regret it, I can cook and write test papers for me, and it's so good-looking, I've earned it," Xiao Yihan lowered his head and exhaled in Chen Mo's ears, "I like you, and I like you too .”

"Then I'm at a loss," Chen Mo said, "What would you do?"

"I will..." Xiao Yihan thought for a while and said, "I will make you comfortable, and I will raise you, big and small, I will raise you fat and fat."

"Just rely on your capital?" Chen Mo laughed.

"How is it possible, just wait, when I graduate, I can make money to support you two," Xiao Yihan said.

"Okay," Chen Mo smiled softly, leaned his head on his shoulder and closed his eyes.

The two of them lay in the shade for a while, when they were woken up by the rushing yellow hair, their faces were even more smelly than before, and they looked like they were going to kill them.

He didn't care, and he didn't have a leisurely mind. It can be said that as long as he didn't do anything that crossed the line, he could pretend he didn't see it.

Besides, Chen Mo is still leaning on him, I don't know if he is asleep or not, but as long as he moves, whether he is asleep or not, it will disturb Chen Mo's rest.

"Bah, gay, it's disgusting," Huang Mao stood aside and spat on the ground, still staring at the two of them.

"I have the feeling to say it again," Xiao Yihan clenched his fists, but his body still didn't move.

"Damn gay, disgusting," Huang Mao said.

"I have a feeling to say it again," Xiao Yihan repeated.

"Damn gay, damn gay, disgusting, disgusting," the yellow-haired ruffian stood in front of him and said in agreement.

"It's good if you know, dear, let's play again," Xiao Yihan put his index finger to his mouth and made a "hush" sound, waving his hand to shake off his yellow hair.

"Fuck! Are you fucking kidding me?" Huang Mao was kicked by him just as he was about to approach him.

"It's you who is playing tricks," Xiao Yihan said with a smile.

"Ah... so noisy," Chen Mo moved on his shoulders, opened his eyes and sat up and rubbed his temples.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Yihan asked.

"I didn't fall asleep at all, I just wanted to close my eyes and rest." Chen Mo stood up and patted his pants, and looked Huang Mao up and down, "Are you looking for trouble again?"

"Bah! You said, what you said to Xiaomei just now, you still ran back crying, are you a man, and you still make girls cry," Huang Mao pointed at Chen Mo's nose and got angry.

"Xiaomei? That girl just now? Did you ask her why she was crying?" Chen Mo looked at Huang Mao who was shaking his head and explained, "I don't like her, so of course I reject her."

"Would she like you? Pooh, you're a pretty boy," Huang Mao said angrily.

"But she just likes a little boy and doesn't like you," Chen Mo shot back unceremoniously.

"Damn it!" Just as Huang Mao was about to kick Chen Mo, he was robbed by Xiao Yihan. Xiao Yihan kicked on the sole of Huang Mao's shoe, kicking Huang Mao straight back.

"Get out!" Xiao Yihan said.

"Both of you wait for me, fuck!" Huang Mao was weak and unable to beat Xiao Yihan, he limped away rubbing his probably blue leg.

"It doesn't look like a good stubble," Chen Mo said.

"Never mind him, the soldiers will cover the water and the earth," Xiao Yihan hooked Chen Mo's neck and smiled.