Wear to the villain when he was young

With a roar of shock, the running person was frightened, and the two people who were kissing were also frightened. Fortunately, there was a desk to cover them, otherwise——

This scene must be seen.

Fu Yunchuan hurried back, and the chair was scratched on the ground, the voice was still a little shrill.

Cheng Chong put his hands behind his back and continued to preach: "Tell me about you, are you just turning off the electricity and carnival?"

I don't know who took the lead to reply: "Use——"

Immediately afterwards, everyone shouted together: "Use——"

The sound was very long, like a figure playing on the strings, pressing the keys for a long time without letting go.

Cheng Chong was so angry that his hair stood on end, "You bastards, none of you have studied, you only know how to play. Let me see who is the loudest."

"There is a kind of shouting again."

After the words fell, one by one lowered their heads and took a pen to pretend to write and roll up, looking quite busy.

The red tide on Fu Yunchuan's face gradually faded after such a roar. Not everyone can withstand Director Cheng's roar.

He pressed the paper with one hand and wrote with a pen in the other. God knows what the paper said.

It took 5 minutes to finish a small question, and I was not sure if it was right after I finished it.

Su Moran glanced at it with her chin raised while turning her pen, the corners of her mouth turned lightly, and said sarcastically, "You are not doing the questions fast enough tonight, you only finished one question in 5 minutes."

Weile added: "A fill-in-the-blank question."

Fu Yunchuan knew that his efficiency was low, so he tapped the paper twice from left to right, and frowned: "Ask knowingly, who do you think is to blame."

Ever since Su Moran kissed him, he has been in a state of fluttering. His fluttering is different from others. He only focuses on the culprit, and he still has the same attitude as others.

Should it be cold or cold.

To ignore people or to ignore people.

Liu Chang fully realized this point, obviously the two of them were talking with a smile on their face, when he turned his head, Su Moran's face immediately fell down, as if he owed him tens of billions.

He was so frightened that his heart trembled wildly, and he no longer dared to look back casually.

But, I also feel a little bit of complaints in my heart, brother Ran's double standards are too annoying.

Brother Ran is really biased.

He is so poor.

Su Moran finished staring at Liu Chang, and when he looked at Fu Yunchuan, his eyes softened a lot, the tails of his eyes drooped slightly, and the light and shadow cast on his face, forming a curved arc, which looked like a shallow river glowing with silver light.

The light and shadow are so charming.

Fu Yunchuan raised his eyes and looked at him, the fingers tapping on the table suddenly stopped, the fingertips curled up, and a mark was drawn on the paper.

His eyes fell from Su Moran's bright eyes to his slightly pursed lips, and he was caught off guard by the palpitations.Unknown to what kind of mental disorder, he continued to write with the pen in his right hand, left the paper with his left hand, and quietly stretched it under the table.

Over the position of the right hand, across the entire desk, stretch forward bit by bit, and finally cover Su Moran's hand.

Su Moran's expression paused, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he held him with his backhand, and then spread his five fingers, interspersed with his...

hold.

Fu Yunchuan glanced quietly out of the corner of his eye, turned his body a little bit inward, and put his hand on Su Moran's lap, and the warm breath spread through his whole body through his hand.

He moved his little finger and wrote a few words on his leg.

Write very hard, stroke by stroke.

Cheng Chong was still standing on the podium, and everyone lowered their heads while writing their homework. In the silent classroom, there was no other sound except the sound of pens sliding.

No one noticed that at the end, at the glass window, the corner of the boy's mouth curled into a curved arc, and his face was filled with unspeakable joy.

Because he couldn't make a sound, he could only hold it firmly, holding it hard.

Fu Yunchuan wrote on his leg: Brother, I like you.

Five words, several gestures, sometimes difficult to distinguish when they are connected together, but Su Moran understood it immediately.

His eyes were full of smiles, brighter than incandescent lamps.

Fu Yunchuan didn't dare to turn his head to look at Su Moran's expression, he knew that his brother was very happy, and his heart that had been hanging for a long time was released at this moment.

He is not wrong.

He's not all gay.

It's just that the person he likes happens to be the same gender as him.

After Cheng Chong left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and some people started whispering again.Liu Chang turned around and knocked on Fu Yunchuan's desk, "Brother Chuan, borrow the Chinese paper to read."

Just as Fu Yunchuan was about to withdraw his hand, Su Moran glanced at him, his attitude was obvious——

Do not let go.

He pursed his lips, put down his pen, and turned his head to look through the drawer.

Liu Chang looked at the red tide on his neck and asked, "Brother Chuan, why is your neck so red?"

Fu Yunchuan handed him the paper, and casually scratched the back of his neck a few times, "Maybe he was bitten by something."

"Why don't I show you." Liu Chang was about to stand up after speaking.

Fu Yunchuan refused: "It's okay, it's not very itchy, it will be fine in a while."

Liu Chang recalled his previous scene by the tree, and said, "You must have been stung. Next time, don't go to the playground behind the school by yourself. There are no people there, and there are probably some dying ants."

"Well, good." Fu Yunchuan said, "Stop nagging, do your homework quickly."

Liu Chang wailed and patted his forehead, "I'm an idiot, I haven't written a paper yet."

He hurriedly turned around to write, and when he looked back, he noticed a strange phenomenon. Brother Chuan's posture was a bit awkward, and what was his left hand doing, he hadn't moved.

Just about to ask, Su Moran stared back again.

Liu Chang grinned, "Brother Ran."

"Do your homework quickly." Su Moran said without expression.

"Okay." Liu Chang replied with a smile.

The advantage of sitting in the last row is that you can do whatever you want.

During the whole night of self-study, Su Moran was holding Fu Yunchuan's hand.

In order to protest, Fu Yunchuan scratched his palm from time to time.

Boys become naughty, sometimes unexpectedly.

The pen in Su Moran's hand accidentally dropped to the ground. When he bent down to pick it up, his right hand took the opportunity to touch Fu Yunchuan's thigh.

Fu Yunchuan's legs were originally separated, and he was dangling on the table bars. Such a touch made him close up immediately in fright, and the speed of retracting was too fast. Coincidentally, Su Moran's hand was caught.

Su Moran felt the muscles on the boy's legs, which were clearly textured and vigorous, and said after a long while, "Fuck."

Fu Yunchuan opened it hastily and let him back out, his head was lower than before, his chin almost touched the paper.

Some inexplicable heat waves came from between his legs, hitting his heart one after another, he told himself that he would never take the initiative to provoke his brother again.

It's really terrible.

Su Moran was finally willing to let go of his hand this time, his palm was sweating, he picked up the mineral water on the corner of the table and poured a bottle with his head up.

It's like just running 3000 meters, the whole body is boiling, the mouth is dry and tongue is dry, and water is urgently needed to cool down.

God knows, this time there is a fart relationship with 3000 meters, just because of the person next to him...

It's too tempting.

Fu Yunchuan didn't dare to look at him, lowered his eyes, hid the light that burst out from the bottom of his eyes, and took a deep breath, twice or three times if he couldn't do it once.

After doing it many times, I finally suppressed the restlessness.

This time, he really didn't dare to open his legs at will. Just as he closed them, he suddenly felt the feeling of his brother's hand placed here just now, his heart suddenly panicked, and he opened them again.

He faintly thought that he wouldn't just be played to death like this.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, disturbing his thoughts.

Liu Chang returned the Chinese paper to him, and reached out for the math paper.

Fu Yunchuan was stunned, and said after a long time, "I haven't finished it yet."

Liu Chang's eyes flickered with disbelief, "How is it possible, aren't you doing it as soon as class starts? With your speed of doing the questions before, you can finish these two papers in half an hour."

He took a closer look in disbelief, then raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and then looked again, asking from the depths of his soul: "Brother Chuan, why did you go? Sleepwalking?"

"..."

Fu Yunchuan's metaphor is quite appropriate.

He didn't sleepwalk, dreaming about someone.

Liu Chang went to pick up Su Moran's paper again, "Brother Ran, what about physics? Are you done yet?"

Su Moran found a blank paper for him from the drawer, without even writing his name on it.

Liu Chang: "..."

what happened? ? ? ?

Don't good students do their homework? ?

In the second quarter of evening self-study, in order to improve the efficiency of doing the questions, Fu Yunchuan took off his watch and put it on the corner of the table, tapped it twice, "Competition."

Su Moran pulled the corner of her lower lip, "Okay."

It can only be said that doing the questions without the nature of the competition is a waste of time. With the rhythm of the competition, the speed is just different.

The two of them seemed to be hanging out, and they finished two math papers in 28 minutes.

The physical paper is finished in half an hour.

The speed of English is faster, after all, listening does not need to be written.

Fu Yunchuan had finished the Chinese paper before, and there was nothing to compare it with. He took out the physics competition questions and brushed dozens of them.

Before the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Liu Chang looked back again, and this time, he almost collapsed.

Obviously, the two of them hardly did anything during the first class, and they finished writing in just one class? ? !

Sure enough, he doesn't understand the world of a top student.

Su Moran glanced at his watch, took a pen and wrote on the paper: I'm faster than you.

Fu Yunchuan: Well, you are really fast this time.

Su Moran: So what is the reward?

Fu Yunchuan:? ? ?What reward?

Su Moran: Competition rewards.

Fu Yunchuan: What do you want?

Su Moran: Help me carry my schoolbag when get out of class is over, and you will wait in the car.

Fu Yunchuan: Impossible.

The note finally fell into Su Moran's hands, and he looked down at the "impossible" on it.

Feeling the unusual atmosphere, Fu Yunchuan tore another piece of paper and wrote: Brother, I'm going too.

Su Moran: Then you are not allowed to get close.

He acted like he wasn't negotiable.

Fu Yunchuan had no choice but to write a string of "Brother" on the note, coaxing someone to finally let go.

Su Moran: I can only watch, I will do the rest.

Fu Yunchuan drew a heart on it.

Su Moran glanced around, resisting the urge to pull him over for a kiss, her legs squeezed his legs.

He rubbed his knee lightly, making a provocative movement.

Fu Yunchuan pressed it down and said hoarsely, "Brother."

Su Moran retracted her legs and shook his fingers.

Fu Yunchuan was teased a few times, and suddenly saw something. Could this be his way of expressing his dissatisfaction.

For example: I don't want him to watch the game, so tease him.

In fact, in Su Moran's mind, this is not flirtatious at all. If he had to add another word to describe it, he thinks "punishment" is more appropriate.

If you are disobedient, you should be punished.

Fu Yunchuan took his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message, asking: [Did you do it on purpose? ]

Su Moran: [Well, I just noticed it. ]

Fu Yunchuan: [Brother, you are too bad. ]

Su Moran pondered for a while, then replied: [I know. ]

Then I sent another one: [Only bad for you. ]

Fu Yunchuan: ...