Don't leave after school!

The mobile phone number that sent the text message was an unfamiliar number, even so, Song Ziming could guess who it was!

Since being entangled by this little devil, Song Ziming's adrenaline has soared sharply.

He felt that one day, he would be mad at him to death.

Right now, he hasn't died from his anger, but his face is bloodshot from his anger.

"Mr. Song, why do you blush after reading a text message?" Xiao Jin asked next to him.

"The text message must have been sent by Mr. Song's lover."

I don't know when, Gu Yang came over, and he smiled at Song Ziming slyly, with a little ambiguity, "It seems that Teacher Song likes the person who sent a text message, and he is so shy after reading a text message. "

"..."

I like you big head ghost!What is shyness!

Song Ziming almost laughed angrily at Gu Yang's shameless words, seeing Xiao Jin tilting his head to look at his phone, he locked the screen and threw it into his trouser pocket.

"Oh, what a pity, I didn't see what Mr. Song's lover said." Xiao Jin said regretfully, "Mr. Song is so handsome, so my lover must be good-looking too!"

As soon as Xiao Jin finished speaking, Song Ziming saw Gu Yang's handsome face with a little more complacency, as if Xiao Jin was praising him.

Song Ziming suddenly couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "What's so good-looking, it's as ugly as shit, but it's still very narcissistic."

Several students around heard the conversation between the three of them just now, and all of them burst into laughter.

"Mr. Ugly Song, do you still like it?"

"Yes, yes, who is it? When will Mr. Song show us?"

Seeing Gu Yang suddenly looking over, his eyes as bright as stars, Song Ziming felt countless regrets in his heart.

Why did you take up that conversation just to show off your tongue?

It's as if he admitted that his lover is Gu Yang!

"Stop talking, if everyone in this class doesn't finish half of the sketch in hand, don't leave the get out of class!"

Song Ziming pretended to be serious.

The classroom was suddenly full of mourning, and everyone put away their joking thoughts and began to draw seriously.

Gu Yang stood very close to Song Ziming, seeing that even the tips of his ears were red, but he still pretended to be serious and cold, he felt as if someone stroked him gently with a small hand, itching .

How could anyone make him feel so funny?

At night, in a high-end apartment in the city center.

Several young people in colorful clothes sat on the carpet in front of the TV.

There are snacks, beer and cigarettes all around, and it is not difficult to see that there has just been a party in this mess.

"What's the matter, the game is over, buddies, do you want to watch something else exciting?" Chen Fang, the son of the Chen family, asked ambiguously.

"What are you looking at, don't dirty Gu Yang's apartment!"

"Ha, isn't this dirty?" Chen Fang looked around and sneered, he simply took out a few discs from his backpack, and smiled obscenely at them, "I just got a new product, let me tell you, These discs are different from ordinary discs, and you are guaranteed to enjoy watching them."

Gu Yang kicked him with a smile, "Then why don't you fucking hurry up and put it away."

Chen Fang was kicked and snorted softly, "Young master Gu, please pay attention to your image, don't ruin your appearance as a good student in school."

"Knowing that I'm a good student, you still play these discs for me?" Gu Yang glanced at those discs.

"I really can't say no to you!" Chen Fang was speechless, but quickly moved forward and put one of the discs in.