[Rebirth] Medicated Life

Han Wu stood stiffly on the spot, speculated about the opponent's strong body wrapped in a suit, and then secretly thought about his recent extra training, as well as the explosive power of his body now, and suddenly became confident that he was not without a chance of winning of.

Then he glanced at Zuo Weitang who was getting closer and closer, and decided in his heart that even if he couldn't beat him, there would always be time to escape!

In a blink of an eye, the thought had been made up, and when he turned his head, and was about to move, a deadly chokehold suddenly came up, and Han Wu's neck was tightly controlled by Zuo Weitang's elbow from behind.

The strength is very well controlled, it won't hurt him, and it won't make him uncomfortable, even without the slightest sense of friction, but it just completely stopped Han Wu's actions.

Zuo Weitang was half a head taller than Han Wu, and considering his height, he wasn't particularly overwhelming, but Zuo Weitang's physique was obviously that of a man who had already formed, with broad shoulders and a particularly burly body.

Han Wu's muscle fiber arrangement is also very strong, but compared to Zuo Weitang's physique, he immediately has a kind of thinness that is biased towards young people.

In this way, Zuo Weitang clasped Han Wu with his elbow behind him, giving Han Wu a full sense of oppression.

Han Wu leaned back slightly, trying to keep Zuo Weitang's arm away from his neck as much as possible, but found that it was just useless work. While feeling depressed, he secretly hated: extra exercises are for nothing!

"Want to run?" The scorching breath behind him sprayed all over Han Wu's ears, making him tremble uncontrollably.

The people behind him were keenly aware of his reaction, and as if they were amused, they deliberately breathed out into his ears and neck, "Where can you run to?"

Han Wu forcibly restrained the pleasant trembling in his back, straightened his spine, struggled hard, shook off Zuo Weitang's elbow, and turned around with a calm face, Looking at Zuo Weitang: "I really don't know what game you want to play, but no matter what game it is, I'm not interested."

Zuo Weitang touched his chin. Although his face still had a calm and self-controlled expression, the interest in his eyes revealed a little bit of this person's bad character.

"Game? Who told you it was a game?"

Han Wu glanced at him quickly, then looked away, and asked in a flat voice, "What else can it be if it's not a game?"

Zuo Weitang stepped forward to shorten the distance between the two, stretched out his hand to break Han Wu's face, and looked directly at him, "It's not a game, it's my idea, it's not just for fun."

Perhaps, at first, Zuo Weitang felt that he was just playing a game with a little devotion, but now...

Zuo Weitang unconsciously slid his thumb against Han Wu's cheek a few times, enjoying the delicate touch - the more information he got about this person, the more he felt that this person was more and more fond of him. His appetite made him even more greedy like a beast that eats its marrow and knows its taste.

Temporary games can't satisfy him at all!

Han Wu was stunned, because of this person's... undisguised words, and also because of the goosebumps that kept rising on his neck.

With a "snap", Han Wu patted the unruly hand on his neck, looked at him with frowning delicate eyebrows, and said softly, "That's what you thought."

Zuo Weitang also looked back at him quietly, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see his thoughts, and suddenly turned to Han Wu, showing a confident and penetrating smile: "You never thought about it? You don't want to try to see if you can find it." What do you want? Don't you think... people always have to follow their heart to feel alive?"

Han Wu was agitated in his heart, feeling that his mouth was parched from being stared at by this person, so he instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked his parched lips, "How can there be so many things that go smoothly?"

Turn away your face, look sideways, and don't look at those eyes that can bewitch people.

"Why not? Don't look into other people's eyes, don't listen to what others say, and you will find that there are paths to follow your heart everywhere!" Zuo Weitang folded his hands on his chest, quite condescending.

Han Wu pursed his lips and refused to respond, and there was nothing to respond to.He and him are different in nature. One has long been accustomed to compromise with society and order, and the other is a person who has left order and even the emotions of his relatives behind.

Zuo Weitang looked at Han Wu's response, and his face darkened for no reason. He hated this feeling very much. He obviously didn't agree with you, but he just put on an expression that I accepted your idea.

"Let's go!" Zuo Weitang stepped forward and grabbed Han Wu's wrist, dragging him towards the car.

"Where are you dragging me again?" Han Wu said with a slumped face, conscious that he and this man's brain waves would never be able to adjust to the same pace, and they were not in the same dimension at all.

"Go back to your school." Zuo Weitang said without turning his head. When he got to the side of the car, he stuffed Han Wujuan into the co-pilot like a cargo, then turned to the driver's seat and buckled it for himself. After putting on the seat belt, he glanced at Han Wu who was still sitting beside him, motionless.

Seeing Han Wu's stupid face, unwilling to look at himself, Zuo Weitang lightly tapped the steering wheel, then suddenly unbuckled his seat belt, and leaned over to help Han Wu fasten his seat belt.

Han Wu was taken aback by Zuo Weitang's sudden approach. Before he could yell at him, he was blocked by his bowing his head to fasten his seat belt.

With a complicated expression, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Zuo Weitang who was buckling the safety buckle lying in front of him, smacked his mouth dryly, and stopped making any sound.

When the car finally moved, the car fell into a strange silence again, and only Han Wu felt the strangeness in this silence.

As for Zuo Weitang?

Ha, he is serious, driving his car very seriously, as if he doesn't remember that there is a big living person sitting next to him.

As soon as the car stopped, Han Wu impatiently tried to undo the safety buckle and get out of the car.

"Wait a minute." Just as Han Wu was about to push the car door, Zuo Weitang suddenly called out, pulled Han Wu back, and pressed him on the seat.

Han Wu looked at him.

"There's still one and a half months left, should you guys be on vacation?" Zuo Weitang asked aloud.

"Why are you asking this?" Han Wu asked back.

Zuo Weitang smiled inexplicably, and wanted to reach out to touch Han Wu's hairy head, but Han Wu turned his head to avoid it.

"Maybe..." Zuo Weitang smiled nonchalantly, slipped his hand onto Han Wu's shoulder, and slowly approached, "You can try..."

Before the words fell, his mouth was already blocked.

Han Wu was stunned, and then a faint smell of tobacco invaded his mouth, nose and throat. Instinctively, Han Wu opened his mouth to stop it, but the other party made an inch of it and broke in even more recklessly. The city in his mouth fell inch by inch, Until it completely collapsed in the end, allowing the opponent to plunder.

In the end, in Han Wu's bewildered state, Zuo Weitang let him go quite contentedly. When he drove away in his own car, he whispered to Han Wu who was standing outside the car door and said, "You can try Try, how far you can go is not something you can predict by standing still.”

When Han Wu walked along the path to the gate, a thought suddenly crossed his mind - at least this person parked his car near the gate, and he still kept it for himself!

And after the thought crossed his mind, he wished he could slap himself twice—you really are a sheep, you will be eaten one day, and you are worried that the wolf will eat you comfortably!

After Han Wu entered the school, at the last moment when he had time and opportunity to remember, he finally forgot the most important thing - Zuo Weitang asked when he was on vacation and what to do?

After passing this village, Han Wu no longer has the time and energy to think about this.

The list to be made in hand, as well as chasing orders in twos and threes, Jingwei Guo's constant follow-up and study, the arrival of the final exam, and the occasional summons and inspections by the cheap master, completely turned Han Wu into a bird who is always in circles. Spinning top, there is no time to rest.

When Han Wu took over the last batch of holiday orders sent by Ji Li, Han Wu suddenly realized that another round of holidays was coming...

And he hasn't found a foothold for his vacation. The most worrying thing is that even if he is aware of this now, he still can't find time to find a foothold.

The master has already assigned a new task. Before the winter vacation comes, you must finish the basic bibliography given by him. The school exam has entered the exam preparation stage. Ji Li's new list is all for the girls to stock up and prepare for the battle. For winter vacation, the batch is very large.

Under the heavy pressure of exam review, Han Wu squeezed out all the time he had to make skin care products and make tea—his career had just begun, and he couldn't open the skylight.

It wasn't until the end of the last exam that Han Wu let out a deep breath and threw himself on the bed in the dormitory. During the period, he lazily answered a call from Ji Li. She had already dispatched all the goods, except for the turnover The funds are stored in their public account, and the profit has been distributed for the first time, so Han Wu can check it himself.

She's going back by train this afternoon!

Han Wu responded lightly, except that after knowing that there was an extra sum of money in his account, which made him a little excited, there was nothing to stop him from rushing to Duke Zhou's arms—after a week, there was almost no one. Slept through the night and thanked God again for giving him such a young body to last him this far.

This sleep lasted until it was dark and then woke up. When I woke up, the other three in the dormitory were all there, and they all gathered together, muttering and discussing something like mice.

Han Wu felt that he was really tired during this time. Even though he was conscious, he still didn't bother to move. He still lay lazily on the bed, closed his eyes and listened to what the three dogs were going to do.

"Then why? This doesn't work, and that doesn't work? Could it be that Wuyi will spend the Spring Festival alone here?" An Xuyang's voice was slightly raised.

Han Wu lying on the bed, his brows twitched for no reason—this holiday is accompanied by the Spring Festival... He subconsciously thought, a reunion festival...

"Alang's family and I are both here. How can we let Wu alone pass by? Now we have to think about how to get Wu to pass. He is as smart as a ghost, and he doesn't want to owe favors. What excuse can let him go with us?" Qilin angrily stopped An Xuyang, saying that the boss is good at everything, but he is being reckless.

"Excuse? What excuse are you going to use?" An Xuyang asked silly.

"It's just that I didn't think of any excuse to make Wu refuse to refuse!" Qilin scratched his buttocks irritably.

"I think..." Yuan Lang cleared his throat and said, causing the two of them to look at him with bright eyes, "Maybe, we don't need to find any excuses, just ask Wu!"

"Ah?" The two two-foot-two monks were puzzled.

"Here..." Yuan Long curled his lips to signal them to look back at Han Wu who had already sat up, and smiled silently.