[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob, coquettish and scumbag

Luo Jia raised his chin with one hand, casually copied a physics exercise book from the desk, and threw it on Leng Cangming's desk: "Help me with my homework."

Then he copied another math exercise book and threw it over: "And this one, it seems to be due in class."

Flipping through the exercise book that Luo Jia threw over, the corner of Leng Cangming's mouth twitched slightly.

As far as the page he read, there were at least ten handwritings. It was you who wrote a question, I wrote a question, and he wrote a question.

And throughout the article, none of the questions are correct!

"What expression do you have?" Luo Jia narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You are unique." Leng Cangming, who had finished high school at the age of three, graduated from university at the age of four, and obtained a doctorate at the age of five, felt fresh for the first time: "It's different from those pure and unaffected men outside."

Lorgar:. . .

So is this a compliment or a curse?

The bell for the first class just rang, and Luo Jia ignored him. He took out his mobile phone to play some games, but when he turned on the mobile phone, he found a QQ message sent by Nangong Chen.

"On the first day I couldn't see my brother, I missed him, on the second day I couldn't see my brother, I missed him... I wanted to hold him in my arms, strangle him into the flesh, rub him into the flesh and blood, let the two of us melt together as one."

"Brother, I want to hug you, kiss you, fuck you, and let your most beautiful side bloom just for me."

Luo Jia's eyes kept moving down with the sliding screen, and when he saw the last picture, the veins on his forehead popped up.

It was a painting, and the boy on it was obviously him.

The naked young man is lying on the roses with the stems removed, and his beautiful appearance complements the fiery roses.

His body was covered with bright red flower juice and scattered petals, and he could feel the sweet breath emanating from the boy's body through the screen, which was alluring and depraved.

The phone vibrated and another message came.

"Brother, don't delete me."

"Otherwise, I might do something that makes my brother unhappy."

Luo Jia pretended not to see it, and blocked him directly.

Putting down the phone, Luo Jia yawned, his eyes suddenly fell on Leng Cangming, the god of learning Leng Cangming listened carefully, kept taking notes in his hand, he was addicted to studying, his eyes were fixed on the book made of banknotes on the desktop On the most expensive draft paper in history, the corners of Luo Jia's mouth twitched.

How could he have forgotten that this is a villa so high in the Himalayas, and he drives a Rolls-Royce Ferrari golden sports car and a private jet to the ATM of the school every day!

Leng Cangming raised his head as if feeling something, his eyes met.

One had a smile that was not a smile, and the other had a face as cold as frost.

Luo Jia put his finger on his forehead and gestured flatteringly, "Brother, please give me some drafts."

Hearing this, Leng Cangming took out his mobile phone the size of a brick and made a call, and said to the other end: "Within 3 minutes, all the drafts at home will be brought over by helicopter."

Luo Jia: As expected of you, my overlord.

Seeing Boss Ba hang up the phone, Luo Jia raised his hand and knocked on his desktop: "Ba... no, buddy, why are you sitting here? Because of love?"

"No."

"That is……?"

Leng Cangming looked at him deeply: "Survey, lest you harm others."

Luo Jia: "I believe in your evil." I think you just want to use your halo of a god of learning and your aura of a miserable local tyrant to suppress me!Make me feel inferior!

The first period was Chinese class. Luo Jia wiped the table with a paper towel, then found two random books to stack, and lay down on the table.

Start sleeping.

I was a little late playing games last night, so I have to make up for it now.

Leng Cangming turned his head to look at Luo Jia who was lying on the table and sleeping happily.

The astigmatism in the afternoon was refracted, and a little brushed through the crow-colored hair, and even lit up the gorgeous and charming face like the rising sun.

Luo Jia who fell asleep was completely different from his usual suave and unrestrained appearance.

Docile without any attack power, defenseless, like a newborn cub, very fragile, but also very lovable.

Luo Jia tilted his head, stretched out his hand and scratched his face a few times, seeing that his eyes were still closed, Leng Cangming continued to stare at him, only to see a few red marks on his white and flawless face.

Leng Cangming twisted his fingers, the faint light in his eyes was uncertain.

It's so easy to leave a mark...

if……

Luo Jia slept very unsteadily, because a scorching hot gaze disturbed his sleep, the gaze chilled from the bone marrow to the whole body, like a hungry python, with cold snake eyes staring at nothing. When the prey is detected, it is ready to devour it.

He woke up in a daze, slowly opened his eyes, and with just one glance, Leng Cangming, who had been only looking at him for the whole class, caught his breath and froze.

"Hey brother, do I look good?" Luo Jia propped his head limply, blinked at Leng Cangming, and said in a calm and serious tone: "Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is something you will never get in your life." man."

Leng Cangming gave a cool glance: "Drool."

Luo Jia subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth and there was no suspicious liquid there: "Where is the saliva?"

"My eyes are frustrated, I'm wrong."

"Your uncle!" Luo Jia couldn't help but swear.

"Brother Hua, our physical education class collided with the physical education class of the third year of high school, I guess the school bully will come to you again!" Luo Jia's classmate at the front desk turned around and said hastily.

The school bully of the Holy Cherry Royal Academy is Long Aotian from the physical education class of the third year of senior high school. This school bully has always disliked Hua Changxi. Humiliation, the original host Hua Changxi didn't like him, thinking that the other party's strong limbs and simple mind would only use force to solve problems is simply stupid/crazy.

This has led to the deepening of the contradictions between the two sides, reaching the point where water and fire are incompatible.

Luo Jia clicked his tongue softly, picked up the mineral water on the table and unscrewed it: "Just look for it, when have I been afraid of him?"

Leng Cangming tilted his head, eyes flickering slightly.

From his point of view, the black-haired boy holding water in his hand has an unbelievably beautiful side face, and the black hair is casually tied behind his head, and a few strands of hair that have been loosened inadvertently add a sense of humor. A lazy breath with a strange charm.

The skin exposed on the arm was as white as winter snow, and under the sunlight, it had a layer of luster like the finest suet jade.

When he raised his head to drink water, the hem of his clothes lifted up with his movements, revealing a beautiful waistline.

Leng Cangming's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled violently.

The forward of the basketball team of the class came over, "Brother Hua, let's play a game in this class!"

"Okay." Luo Jia casually threw away the unfinished Nongfu Spring, leaned on the table with one hand and leaped nimbly, taking the lead to go out.

The boy holding the bottle that Luo Jia threw rubbed the bottle that was still warm, and smiled silly.

A big hand stretched out in front of his eyes, followed by a deep male voice, as if soaked in winter ice:

"give me."