[Quick Travel] Bai Yueguang who became the villain

"Get out, don't touch me." Chen Sheng still looked very upset with Zheng Yu'an.

Zheng Yu'an kept a distance from Chen Sheng with his schoolbag on his back, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

I don't know why, but I couldn't stop the smile, and those cherry blossom eyes were also soaked in the smile, no longer without fireworks like usual.

After returning home, Chen Sheng's father, Chen Guodong, was sitting in the living room waiting for his son.

He was very angry, his son was so disgraceful, he gave birth for a few days, and then didn't come home on time, he didn't ask him anything, he was even generous with his pocket money, so he asked him for a Is it that difficult to go home on time?

When Chen Sheng opened the door, he saw Chen Guodong waiting in the living room, surrounded by low air pressure, exuding an aura of "I'm in a bad mood".

Chen Sheng was used to being beaten since he was a child, and he was not afraid at all. He shouted as usual: "Dad, I'm back."

"You still know how to come back." This is definitely a father and son, and the tone is exactly the same when they are sarcastic.

"Well, I still know, after all, I'm in high school."

Chen Guodong was so angry that he slapped his hands hard on the table.

boom!

"You still know that you are in high school. How can you guarantee that? You fought and skipped classes in junior high school. You are young. I will bear it. This is the third year of high school. Can you be more mature."

Chen Sheng has always been willing to fight against his father, and his IQ is all about how to anger him.

So he said: "Am I not mature enough? I am 1.8 meters long. If I am more mature, do you want me to be two meters long? Then it will be difficult for you to find a daughter-in-law in the future. After all, no one wants to find a daughter-in-law." Telephone poles as husbands."

"You—" Chen Guodong was taken aback by his fallacious words, and kept repeating angrily, you, you.

Zheng Yu'an suppressed a smile, and explained in a timely manner: "My brother is with me. I have a friend who has something to do with me. My brother will be delayed by waiting for me."

The anger on Chen Guodong's side was extinguished by the younger son's words.

He scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Is what he said true?"

Chen Sheng said indifferently: "If you don't believe me, check it yourself."

"Chen Sheng! I am your father! Can you show some respect."

"Yes, yes, my dear dad, can I go upstairs? I still have homework to do."

When Chen Guodong heard the word homework, he snorted and replied: "Go up, wait for Brother An An next time, remember to call me."

Chen Sheng still wanted to refute that he was not my younger brother, but after thinking about his aching back and stomach, it was better not to waste any more words with him.

He went back to his room, took off his shirt, and looked at his back in the mirror.

Fuck, you shouldn't meddle in your own business.

The stick mark on this back was already bruised and purple, which was very obvious on Chen Sheng's fair back.

It's okay on the stomach, but it's not very serious if it's not blue.

Chen Sheng took out the traumatic medicine, poured it on his hand, and smeared it a few times.

But on the back, he couldn't reach it.

It's been enough for several times, but it's just smearing the medicine on the corners.

Chen Sheng greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors again.

The knock on the door rang in due time.

"Brother." Zheng Yu'an's voice sounded outside.

"What are you doing?" Chen Sheng replied coldly.

"I took the traumatic medicine."

"Oh, I have."

"Brother, can you wipe the wound on your back?"

These words successfully made Chen Sheng shut up.

Chen Sheng's deflated look immediately appeared in Zheng Yu'an's heart.

He couldn't help ticking the corner of his mouth, and said outside the door: "Then, brother, I'm coming in."

Chen Sheng was getting dressed and was about to open the door.

Just halfway through, Zheng Yu'an opened the door and walked in.

He thought to himself, if I don't remember to close and lock the door again, I will be a dog.