Mr. He, please respect yourself

What is it to have a mistress, maybe in the future, He Chumo and his mistresses [-] and [-] will cancel their engagements, so what else do they care about, isn't this full of food?

Song Zicheng was so regretful that his intestines were green. He was frantically probing this matter on the edge of the law. If He Chumo really pursued it, he would definitely go to jail.

Others are timid and timid, not daring to go back to the villa, nor tell their family members.For the past three days, Song Zicheng lived in trepidation every day. He was not as frightened as he was. When the phone rang, he trembled and trembled for a long time before he dared to look at it. The old man and Song Suian yelled several times to let him go home for dinner. Since he couldn't find out what was going on outside, and didn't know if He Chumo had gone to his home to inquire about his teacher, he could only excuse that he was busy studying recently and would not go back.

Even the two younger sisters laughed at him, they never loved learning so much before.

Song Zicheng was bitter in his heart, but he couldn't tell what he was suffering. He got into trouble and caused trouble. He took on the guilt and fled in fear of the crime. He didn't dare to go anywhere. He only thought of avoiding it for a while.

Finally, last night, when he was playing with his mobile phone while going to the bathroom, He Chumo suddenly sent him a message asking where he was, and within five seconds after the message was sent, he immediately called him, scaring him I couldn't even hold the phone steady, and when my hand slipped, the phone fell directly into the toilet. After all the hard work to get it out, the poor phone got flooded with a black screen and couldn't be turned on.

Li Yaoxu looked at his flustered look from the side, and said that he was about to cause a nervous breakdown.

After staying in the dormitory for another day, the two people with neurasthenia couldn't take it anymore. Even Li Yaoxu, a communal horror house, was clamoring to go out to get some air. Taking the mobile phone to repair, the two went out to have sex.

The two of them dressed casually. Song Zicheng stayed at Li Yaoxu's house, and he wore Li Yaoxu's clothes. Now he was wearing a big shirt with Li Yaoxu's logo, a pair of denim shorts, and a pair of flip-flops on his feet. Kick, tap, tap, and go straight out.

The Chuan Chuan shop mentioned is just a small stall in front of the east gate of the school.It was only after three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were not many people in the booth before the meal time. Song Zicheng and Li Yaoxu liked to eat skewers, but they didn't like to sit on the small tables and stools at the booth, so they gathered around as usual. Live in the stall owner's big stove pot, and eat while standing with bamboo skewers.

In the past, Ji Changqing always complained about them, eating a bunch of skewers and eating them like a refugee.

The two refugees were full, so they packed some food and went home. After sending their mobile phones to the repair shop, they went around to the milk tea shop. Wearing slippers, she leisurely walked to the dormitory.

In the bright sunshine of the afternoon, the young boy in his blooming season abruptly walked out of the coquettish posture of a square dancing uncle.

The two didn't pay much attention to it, the aroma of the skewers wafted out of the packaging bag, Li Yaoxu couldn't help it, he took out a skewer, gnawed it as he walked, his mouth was full of oil.

Song Zicheng was watching from the sidelines, and he was also greedy. He picked a bunch of crispy and fragrant fried tofu to eat, and took one bite. The aroma overflowed in his mouth. Song Zicheng was already biting the tofu before he swallowed it. The next piece of tofu is roasted.

This afternoon was beautiful, except for the sudden voice, "Song Zicheng."

When Song Zicheng heard He Chumo's voice coming from behind him, he felt that he was the first poor person to die after eating burnt tofu.

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

My ancestors sincerely do not deceive me.

"Zicheng, someone is calling you." Li Yaoxu subconsciously turned his head to look, and he was almost poked by a bamboo stick. The descendants of the Li family almost left his cousin alone.

"Zicheng, your green light bulb is here, what should you do?" Li Yaoxu hurriedly turned around and stood up straight, hugging a big bag of food, nervous.

"I don't know either." Song Zicheng was also timid, not daring to look back, "Did you see the police just now?"

"I didn't pay attention, it seems that He Gouzi is the only one."

"Then..." Song Zicheng grabbed Li Yaoxu's arm violently, "Let's run!"

Song Zicheng's face was tense, ready to go.

Li Yaoxu was taken aback, staring at Song Zicheng, his eyes met, Li Yaoxu almost wanted to give his good brother a thumbs-up, unexpectedly thought of this good idea.

For a second, the two people raised their eyebrows as a sign, and they really ran away, like two big stupid ducks, the flip-flops on their feet slapped, slapped, slapped...

Echoes constantly on the road.

"Song Zicheng!"

He Chumo followed Song Zicheng, and he was about to get close to the person, but who knew that the two people in front of him ran wildly, yelled angrily, and quickly followed suit.

In the empty school avenue, the sound of running and shouting, the two people in front ran fast in a posture of fleeing for their lives, and the one behind was not to be outdone, chasing after him, causing the school guards stationed on the roadside to honk their whistles and constantly use loudspeakers to remind them to stop chase.

Song Zicheng and Li Yaoxu ran out of breath, spilled a lot of drinks, but were still chased by He Chumo, those big hands stretched out, and directly grabbed Song Zicheng's collar.

Look, flip flops are romantic, but they can't outrun leather shoes after all.

Song Zicheng's shirt collar was being held up by Chu Mo, like hanging pork, as embarrassing as it could be.At this time, the guard rode the school security tram to catch up to the three of them, stopped the three of them, said that the three of them were chasing in the school yard, the circumstances were serious, and they had to be criticized by name.

Song Zicheng wowed, and with a mournful face, he complained to the guards and yelled, "Uncle, this man beat the students!"

He Chumo: "???"

Li Yaoxu: "???"

The guard was shocked, and in astonishment, he immediately showed his good skills in catching countless hooligans who had sneaked into the girls' dormitory during his three years as a school policeman. After catching He Chumo, he said intimidatingly: "Who are you! Show your ID card immediately !"

When Li Yaoxu saw the guard's posture, he immediately reacted and added fuel to the picture: "Uncle guard, he is not from our school! We ran because he was chasing us!"

The guard became more vigilant and asked He Chumo to release Song Zicheng immediately, "Sir, for the safety of the campus and students, please cooperate and explain, what is your relationship with these two students? Why are you chasing them?"

He Chumo was completely annoyed by Song Zicheng's prank and the guard's stupidity. He let go of Song Zicheng as he said, but gently cupped Song Zicheng's face, purposely leaned into his ear, and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute later!" Clean you up."

Song Zicheng trembled all over, his mind seemed to be empty, without blinking, he watched He Chumo show his ID card and explained to the guard.

He didn't even move his feet.