Slag Gong wants to eat back grass [Quick Transmigration]

With a full chest, all the belongings were dropped.

"Ah..." Qin Zhuang hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but the man did the same thing, so the two of them knocked their heads in the air again, and they both covered their heads and took a step back.

In a hurry, Qin Zhuang and the man's eyes met.

However, he never imagined that this person would be Lu Hanjiang, the most disobedient school bully in his class.

But this time Lu Hanjiang did not behave unruly as before, but bent down obediently to help him pick up the things and handed them to him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin, I didn't see the way clearly." Lu Hanjiang said this, and quietly put the card he picked up in the chaos into his pocket.

"It's okay." Qin Zhuang was flattered that Lu Hanjiang was willing to help him pick up things.Hearing his apology, I feel that the sun is coming out from the west today.

"Just be careful next time."

Qin Zhuang was about to bypass him and leave, but he heard Lu Hanjiang ask: "This dress is nice, is it a gift from the teacher's girlfriend?"

Qin Zhuang was caught off guard by the question: "Ah? Uh, this isn't..."

"That's your boyfriend?" Lu Hanjiang asked again before he finished speaking, this time his angle was more sharp and explicit.

Qin Zhuang was a little embarrassed. Although he was homosexual, Lu Hanjiang's private question still made him a little uncomfortable.

"It's time for you to go to class, student Lu." Qin Zhuang chose to avoid, did not look at Lu Hanjiang again, and walked away from the spot.

After his figure completely disappeared between the buildings, Lu Hanjiang took out the thin card and put it in his hand for a closer look.

It said: "I hope you like this gift and wear it yourself." The signature is a conspicuous "Fan".

The blue veins on Lu Hanjiang's forehead twitched and jumped as his eyes moved on the words, his dark eyes seemed to be able to spew fire. He looked at the card several times, twisted and tore it with his hands, and repeated several times. It became a pile of shredded paper.

Originally, he made a mistake when he was the younger brother, but now it seems that he was slow to start.

What can someone like Fan Qinghe give him.It's nothing more than a novelty for a while, and when you get tired of playing it, you throw it away. Only a fool like Qin Zhuang would believe in such an idiot's intrigue game.

However, Lu Hanjiang, who had never even held Qin Zhuang's hand, couldn't think of a countermeasure even if he knew what he wanted.

Ming Qiang, with his unscrupulous father, it is absolutely impossible to open fire with Fan Qinghe for such a thing.

Lu Hanjiang spent three rounds of drinking with his friends in the KTV that night, and told the whole thing anonymously, waiting for them to give him advice.

"The other party has someone he likes?" The elder brother smoking on the right is the one with the most emotional experience among them, and he has never had a girlfriend.Hearing what Lu Hanjiang said, he said, "Shush a little cold, ask a little warm, and give a small gift during the New Year and holidays. As long as you dance well with a hoe, you won't be afraid that the corner of the wall won't fall down."

Lu Hanjiang: "It's too slow, can we use something more efficient? If you continue to fight with the tactics you mentioned, the day lily will be cold."

The eldest brother flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, and said: "Want to be efficient? It's simple. Just give him raw rice and cook mature rice. The relationship can be cultivated later, and we can talk about it first when we get someone. As long as your rival is not a cuckold||slave, or He is the kind of fool who is full of the heart of the holy father, and he will definitely have a grudge in his heart. At that time, if you take advantage of the situation again, won't you be successful?"

Lu Hanjiang: "Too rough, what if he hates me because of this?"

The eldest brother was probably speechless by his request, and said: "Then you should show your presence in front of him more, and try to show yourself. Keep pestering, just pestering him so that he has no time to be with others except eating and sleeping." , Soft and hard foam, can always make your own."

Lu Hanjiang thought about it carefully, and felt that it was feasible, so he called the waiter to write down his account, and he had the right to treat his brothers to drink.

For several days in a row, Lu Hanjiang was particularly active in Qin Zhuang's class. Not only did he arrive early, he also offered to help him clean the blackboard and refill tea between classes. Qin Zhuang was shocked by his attentiveness.

The influence of stubborn stone enlightenment is huge. Within two days, the news of Lu Hanjiang's sex change reached the ears of colleagues, and everyone came to ask for advice, wanting to see how the Tang monk, Qin Zhuang, gave Lu Hanjiang, the grandson of the monkey, to him. Subdued.

How could Qin Zhuang do anything? He was also puzzled.Every time he saw Qin Zhuang's courteous look, he was afraid that the man would pull out a gun from his pocket in a second and yell "Don't move, I'm an undercover agent."

What's even more outrageous is that this person not only occupies his working time, but even after get off work, he has to accompany him all the way, picking up the tree-lined avenues that he would never walk normally, looking for various reasons to talk to him.

Lu Hanjiang: "Mr. Qin, I'm not very good at today's class, so what color temperature, can you tell me again alone?"

Chapter 6 Prison Bird (6) Lu Hanjiang: "Do you want me to be more straightforward? I like men, I like you, what do you think?"

Qin Zhuang has always been a good-natured person, no doubt about him, so he repeated it seriously.

Lu Hanjiang shook his head when he heard it, thinking how serious he could be, but after a closer look, he found that his eyes had been fixed on Qin Zhuang's face, like a hungry dog ​​looking at the meat and bones.

After Qin Zhuang finished speaking and the dormitory building was about to arrive, Lu Hanjiang suddenly said again: "Mr. Qin, what do you think of me?"

What kind of question is this?Qin Zhuang couldn't understand it.

Could it be that Lu Hanjiang's dedication is for his average score in this class?

But according to Lu Hanjiang's test scores, even if he fills up the score, he still won't pass.

Therefore, Qin Zhuang thought for a moment, and replied euphemistically: "Student Lu, I think... you still need to strengthen your daily study. With your wisdom, it shouldn't be a big problem to get a high score."

Hearing this, a line of question marks floated in Lu Hanjiang's mind, and they lined up like wild geese returning to the south.

Lu Hanjiang gritted his silver teeth again and again, suppressed his temper and asked again: "I'm asking... As a man, what does Teacher Qin think?"

"Pfft." A chuckle escaped Qin Zhuang's teeth, but he soon realized that it was not polite, so he quickly covered his mouth.Under Lu Hanjiang's unfriendly eyes, he replied: "Well...need to work hard."

What kind of answer is this?

No matter how dull Lu Hanjiang was, he could still hear the perfunctory in this man's words.

Noticing Lu Hanjiang's black face, Qin Zhuang hurriedly remedied: "I mean...you are still very young and haven't stepped into society. After you go through a few more years of training, you should be almost done."

Lu Hanjiang: "Do you like mature ones?"

"Ah?" Qin Zhuang was surprised by the jumpiness of his topic.

Lu Hanjiang: "Do you want me to be more straightforward? I like men, and I like you. What do you think?"

If Qin Zhuang was on the street at this time, he would definitely find the nearest fortune-telling stall for himself, and ask someone to pinch him to see if he has committed a crime recently.

Otherwise, why was he confessed twice in just a few days when he was single and no one cared about him for more than twenty years?

Qin Zhuang tried to calm down, and said to Lu Hanjiang: "You may have misunderstood something. As a teacher, it is impossible for me to have any relationship with my students other than preaching and teaching, let alone emotional involvement. This is against the ethics of teachers." .Thank you for your likes, but I don't think we should cross that line."

"Teacher." Lu Hanjiang stretched out his hand to grab it, but the moment Qin Zhuang turned around, he still got away from him.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Just after Qin Zhuang got rid of Lu Hanjiang's entanglement, he got a notice from the school, saying that a certain film and television company invited him to give a lecture, and the content was the color science he was most familiar with.

This pie that fell from the sky smashed Qin Zhuang into a mess. He couldn't figure out how he was selected by an entrepreneur with his qualifications and knowledge.

But since the opportunity is in front of us, there is absolutely no reason to refuse it.

After negotiating with the personnel sent by the other party, Qin Zhuang quickly decided on the itinerary and started filing.

At this time, the suit that Fan Qinghe gave him came in handy.At the beginning, Qin Zhuang only paid attention to the price of the clothes, but after putting them on, he realized that Fan Qinghe had really put in a lot of effort.

The shoulder width and waist circumference of this dress fit her figure in every way, as if the man had measured it with his own hands.

How much thought did he spend on buying this suit?

This thoughtfulness made Qin Zhuang's cheeks feel hot, and the image of Fan Qinghe running around for him appeared in his mind, and the tip of his tongue also became sweet, refreshing.

There is another important reason why he is willing to attend this lecture, which is economic.

For people in the academic world like them, going out to give lectures is obviously a good way to make extra money. It is possible to spend as little as thousands or as many as tens of thousands in a few hours.

In this way, it would not be difficult to return the gift that Fan Qinghe gave him, and it would even save him some money.

Although Qin Zhuang said that he only wanted to be friends, the balance in his heart was tilted towards Fan Qinghe.

A mature single man with a handsome appearance, generous money, and elegant conversation is very attractive to a rookie in love like Qin Zhuang.

On the day of Qin Zhuang's lecture, Lu Hanjiang, who got the news from nowhere, also skipped class openly and slipped to the last row of the venue to watch.

With his stubborn strength, Qin Zhuang's level of rejection can't stop him at all, and it will make him worse, turning from clingy to follower.

Even though it was the first time for him to face such a big scene with thousands of people, Qin Zhuang didn't feel nervous at all.In order to make his first lecture in perfect condition, he started rehearsing and giving a speech in front of a mirror three days ago.

The Qin Zhuang who lectures on the high platform is different from the Qin Zhuang in normal times. The difference is similar to that of soldiers wearing military uniforms and casual clothes, and nurses wearing uniforms and casual clothes. His whole body seems to be filled with holy brilliance, with a smile on his face and an outstanding temperament. dust.Although he is not a prince, he is the most confident and detached prince in the field of knowledge he is familiar with.

However, people's desires are so strange, they want to see noble people degraded, they want to see holy people degenerate, and they want to see strong people degenerate.

Lu Hanjiang looked at Qin Zhuang at the other end without blinking, his eyes were so straightforward that he could peel off that annoying extra suit, take a good look at the boundless wind and moon underneath, feel the graceful grip of that slender waist, or Pressing him on the high platform where thousands of people can enjoy it, kissed him until his chattering mouth spit out words of love, and his thin body trembled unbearably.

Apart from fantasies, Qin Zhuang is still explaining conscientiously: "The light that can be captured by the naked eye, like the paint on the palette, can be mixed infinitely, presenting an unparalleled beautiful picture in the retina. The difference is that, When light mixes to the end, it will become white. And the paint will eventually become black.”

"It is the butterflies that use life to burn colors. They have a short lifespan, but they linger in the colorful flowers all their lives, and when they die, they fall like residual flowers..."

Lu Hanjiang picked his nails unconsciously, Qin Zhuang's voice clearly fell in his ears, but it seemed far away.

It was a mistake for God to create Qin Zhuang and let him not get it.

Because all he wanted was to be the kid with the fluttering net, trap that colorful butterfly in the net, and keep it for himself.

[System prompt: The sub-line character Lu Hanjiang loves +10, and the current love value is 30. 】

The lecture was undoubtedly a great success.After the end, Qin Zhuang shook hands with the company's managers and executives, and answered each other's questions one by one, before he had time to go out.

He was secretly happy, and was about to find someone to share his joy, when he looked up, he saw Fan Qinghe at the spiral staircase.

Chapter 7 Prison Bird (7) With the rising body temperature, Qin Zhuang's body fell limply, thanks to Fan Qinghe who helped him in time to prevent him from knocking against the wall.

The man was tall and had long legs. When he stood by the green wall, he looked like a large-scale sculpture, but he gathered the light from the sky across the clouds and the wind, which easily caught his attention.

"It's over? Congratulations, Teacher Qin." He walked up to Qin Zhuang in a few steps, and said with the attitude of an elder praising the younger generation.

"Why are you here?" Qin Zhuang was pleasantly surprised by his appearance, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes: "You were inside just now?"

Xu Shi was too excited, he didn't wait for Fan Qinghe to answer, and said again: "Mr. Fan, I don't know if your schedule is empty, whether it is enough to add an extra dinner."

Fan Qinghe didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled, laughing so that Qin Zhuang changed from excitement to calmness, and in the interval of excitement, he made room for thinking, and came up with another reasonable explanation for Fan Qinghe's appearance here : "You... You knew I would come? Or, you arranged this?"

"Teacher Qin is smart and intelligent, and he can't hide anything from you." Fan Qinghe didn't deny it, but approached Qin Zhuang, forcing him to the corner between two walls, leaving him no other way but to face himself: "Then Now we can talk about having dinner together."

The man's aura completely enveloped Qin Zhuang, who didn't know where to move his hands and feet for a moment, hesitated for a long time before uttering: "I wanted to pay you back, but I owe you more."

Fan Qinghe suddenly smiled and said: "You can pay it back in other ways..."

As she spoke, she gently stroked Qin Zhuang's side neck, while slowly approaching him.

Seeing that handsome face getting closer and closer, Qin Zhuang's heartbeat became louder and louder like a drum, shaking his whole body into a trance, unable to utter half a word from his throat.

The most plump parts of the two lips touch lightly, and then from the point to the surface, they are slowly combined into one piece.

So their noses are next to their noses, their breaths are entwined, their cheeks touch their cheeks, one step forward is the muddy abyss, and one step back is the rocky barrier. That square inch of land will fall together, or redeem each other.

As the kiss intensified, Qin Zhuang's lungs couldn't help tightening, and he desperately squeezed the oxygen so that he wouldn't faint in such a violent kiss.

The corners of Fan Qinghe's lips curled up slightly, and a trace of cunning flashed across his eyes, and he took the initiative to save his breath before giving him a chance to breathe.

But in this way, not only the lips, tongue, mouth, but also the throat and lung ducts seemed to be marked all over by Fan Qinghe, and even the heart that wanted to stick to it couldn't help but set foot outside the defense built by Qinzhuang, trying to get past Monkey Sun. The golden circle of the heart, rushing to the place where it throbs.

As his body temperature rose, Qin Zhuang's body collapsed limply, thanks to Fan Qinghe who helped him in time to prevent him from knocking against the wall.

They kissed like no one else was around, but they didn't know that everything that happened here fell into another pair of eyes full of jealousy.

That was Lu Hanjiang who had chased all the way from the venue.

Although there have been many speculations about the relationship between the two, when Lu Hanjiang saw this scene with his own eyes, the impact still made his eyes widen.

He originally wanted to pull the two of them apart regardless, but after that?

Qin Zhuang obviously kissed Fan Qinghe back, he was willing.

Fan Qinghe didn't threaten him with a gun or sharp knife, just a light kiss successfully made him dizzy.

Lu Hanjiang clenched his fists tightly. At that moment, many dark thoughts flashed through his mind, including hatred and revenge, and he even wished to replace Fan Qinghe.

But he didn't do anything in the end, he just took a few steps back slowly, like a perverted stalker, continuing to spy on everything that happened on the opposite side.

Qin Zhuang wanted to go to the nearest restaurant to treat Fan Qinghe to a meal, but was abducted by the latter and returned home.

The reason given by the other party is that eating outside is neither affordable nor healthy, so it is better to go to the supermarket to buy some fresh seasonal vegetables, and then go to the kitchen to cook by yourself.

Once Qin Zhuang thought it was feasible, he agreed to his suggestion.

When the two of them returned to Fan Qinghe Dong's home with big bags and small bags, Qin Zhuang realized that the house was ridiculously big.If Fan Qinghe wanted to build a basketball court indoors on a whim one day, it would be fine.

But he didn't ask where he made friends, and it wasn't because Fan Qinghe was rich that he approached him, so the surprise only lasted for a while and then ended.

Fan Qinghe said that he was good at cooking, and Qin Zhuang didn't want to play tricks, so he seriously attacked him.

Facts have proved that Fan Qinghe does have a set, not to mention exquisite knife skills, he is also proficient in arranging plates and food carvings, and he can play with the most common ingredients.

Seeing him staring at him intently, Fan Qinghe smiled and said, "I used to be very unruly, so I liked to learn a little bit. I know a little about everything, but I am not proficient in it."

Qin Zhuang: "You are too modest, I am dazzled by this move."

Fan Qinghe picked up a "rose" with his index finger and handed it to Qin Zhuang: "Small tricks, I'll make you smile."

Qin Zhuang accepted his affection with a smile, moved over to pick up the radish flower, and returned to the living room with the freshly made salad.

In the south of the living room, there is a whole cabinet of wine, each bottle is marked with the year and name with a small card, neatly stacked there, just like thousands of stamps in a philatelist's notebook.

"Do you like it?" Fan Qinghe caught a glimpse of him stopping in front of the wine cabinet and suggested, "If you like it, we can try it later."

After a full meal, Fan Qinghe really fulfilled his promise, took out two goblets, and invited Qin Zhuang to taste wine.

Qin Zhuang Shi Shiran took the cup, and made another three chapters with Fan Qinghe: "I don't drink well, if I get drunk and make a fool of myself later, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

"Didn't I see you drunk a long time ago?" Fan Qinghe teased him.

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but Qin Zhuang blushes a little when he mentions the embarrassing incident when they first met.

The fine wine in the cup swayed like water waves, rippling with a golden shimmer, and contained the surface reflected on the cup wall into the ripples, and then was drunk by Qin Zhuang with his head raised.

Fan Qinghe didn't expect him to drink so hard, before he could say "this wine is very strong", Qin Zhuang had already put down the glass.

The rich fruity and woody aroma lingers between the teeth, like a breeze blowing through the mountains, and the fragrant wind lingers between the lips and tongue. .

"It's...it's okay, is there any more?" Qin Zhuang drank it for a while, didn't enjoy himself, and asked Fan Qinghe for it again.

"I can't drink any more." Fan Qinghe held up the wine bottle, but Qin Zhuang reached out to grab it, so the two of them overturned the bottle on the floor like this, and fell straight.

Fan Qinghe knocked the back of his head, ignoring the pain, quickly put down the wine, and held up the man's face to watch his movements.

Qin Zhuang's face had already started to turn red, he was drunk, his eyes were blurred as if separated by a layer of fog, even if he didn't intend to, he seemed to be seductive.

I don't know which string is wrong, Qin Zhuang suddenly moved towards Fan Qinghe, and made a kiss with him.

Chapter 8 Prison Bird (8) Fan Qinghe looked at the face so close, his eyes became darker.He passed Qin Zhuang's armpit with both hands, leading him to turn the universe upside down, and turned into a posture where he was pressing him down.

Qin Zhuang didn't know how to kiss very much, Fan Qinghe noticed it during the day, when he was in charge, Qin Zhuang only had to cater.At this moment, it was reversed, the gate of his own city was closed tightly, but that man knocked on the door like a young animal.

Fan Qinghe looked at the face so close, his eyes darkened.

He passed Qin Zhuang's armpit with both hands, leading him to turn the universe upside down, and turned into a posture where he was pressing him down.

Qin Zhuang hummed twice, obviously feeling that there were hands messing with him. For a moment, he thought that Fan Qinghe was going to go that far, and he was even ready to let go and sacrifice himself freely.But I don't know what the man was thinking about, he stopped at the last moment, helped himself get dressed as before, and carried him into the bedroom.

Are all gentlemen like him?

Although his mind was not sober anymore, Qin Zhuang was still moved for a moment by Fan Qinghe's retreat.

It doesn't matter if you don't do it, anyway, we appreciate each other, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Qin Zhuang hugged Fan Qinghe's arm tightly, snuggled up to him like a baby close to his mother, and just fell asleep on the strange bed.

Deeper, Fan Qinghe looked at Qin Zhuang beside him, but he didn't intend to fall asleep, but rummaged through the cabinets to find a cigarette, held it between his teeth and lit it.

Much like that guy, no?Even the ability to hook people up in one continuous line.

It's just that I am no longer Wuxia Amon.

[System prompt: The main character Fan Qinghe loves +10, and the current love value is 15. 】

As far as Qin Zhuang is concerned, nothing happened this night.But when Qin Zhuang found out that he woke up in Fan Qinghe's arms the next morning, he still couldn't help feeling ashamed.

The consequence of falling asleep while drunk was a headache, but fortunately Fan Qinghe was considerate, brought him some clothes to change and washed, and even sent him back to school himself.

Qin Zhuang waved goodbye to Fan Qinghe downstairs in the dormitory, remembering that there was no class on Wednesday, and just wanted to go back to the room to have a good rest, when his eyes went dark, and then he was knocked unconscious by a sap.

Qin Zhuang: "Actually, I can resist a little bit. With my ingenuity, it is not difficult to escape."

System: "No, as a time traveler, if you do too many things that are not in line with your character, you will be discovered and obliterated by the story NPCs. Then you will be trapped here, unable to advance to the next story."

Qin Zhuang: "What is the limit of my free play?"

System: "10%."

Qin Zhuang: "Then can I beat them unconscious with 10% strength now?"

System: "...you'd better save it."

The relationship between Qin Zhuang and Fan Qinghe seems to have made someone anxious.

Two hours later, the sack in front of Qin Zhuang's private house in Xicheng District of the Lu family was lifted.

What came into view was a face that was not unfamiliar - Lu Hanjiang.

Lu Hanjiang: "Mr. Qin, I'm sorry to invite you over in this way, but...the clothes on you are really an eyesore."

What he was talking about was naturally the slightly baggy clothes that should have belonged to Fan Qinghe but were worn by Qin Zhuang at this time.

But he quickly thought of a solution for Qin Zhuang, saying: "It's better to take it off."

Qin Zhuang shrank back in a hurry, and only when he realized that he could not move freely did he realize that his hands were tied with nylon ropes.

Qin Zhuang was shocked and said, "What are you doing?"

Lu Hanjiang: "What are you doing? I want to go to || about you, do you want me to tell you personally?"

He answered so frankly that Qin Zhuang was shocked: "Why are you crazy, I am your teacher!"

Lu Hanjiang smiled lightly: "It's not anymore. Just this morning, I got someone to submit your resignation letter to the school on your behalf."

Qin Zhuang was stunned: "Who told you to make up your own mind? I won't resign, let me go."

Lu Hanjiang: "Mr. Qin, haven't you figured out the situation yet? You were kidnapped by me. I'm a kidnapper now. You have to be polite to me."

Qin Zhuang: "Let go!"

Lu Hanjiang: "Impossible..."

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, Qin Zhuang kicked his chin, which made blood gushing out of his mouth in an instant, and his mouth was full of the fishy smell of blood.

Qin Zhuang hit the blow, and subconsciously rolled over to reach for the mobile phone in his pocket.

But as expected, the mobile phone was also confiscated by Lu Hanjiang.

Lu Hanjiang wiped the blood spilling from his lips, and slowly stood up straight not far from Qin Zhuang.

Only now did Qin Zhuang discover that the student he regarded as a child had a physique beyond his reach. When that person fully demonstrated the advantages of being in a superior position, it only brought him oppression.

Ten minutes later, Lu Hanjiang re-tied Qin Zhuang, who had been beaten to the point of losing his ability to resist, and squeezed his mouth open to force-feed him two pills of unknown origin.

"Mr. Qin, I didn't intend to give you this, but you are so disobedient." While closing Qin Zhuang's jaw, he leaned over and kissed him lightly.

During the interval between the effects of the medicine, he helped Qin Zhuang rub the place where he hurt, and said: "I heard a story before, a farmer abducted a deer, after bringing it home, he used it every day A rope was tied around its neck, and it was fed soft shortbread. Over time, the fawn didn’t want to go back to the forest. Even if the farmer untied the rope, the fawn would not leave.”

Speaking of this, he lowered his head again, and said affectionately to Qin Zhuang: "Mr. Qin, I believe I will wait until that day."

There are two kinds of medicines that Lu Hanjiang fed Qin Zhuang, one was used to take off his defenses, making him unable to resist, and the other was used to arouse sexual desire and help Qin Zhuang indulge in it.

Although Lu Hanjiang had done enough psychological construction, when he stripped off Qin Zhuang's clothes and found that Fan Qinghe hadn't touched him, there was still a flash of joy in his heart.

What Lu Hanjiang didn't tell Qin Zhuang was that after Fan Qinghe took him home last night, he waited for him nearby all night.

He hated it for as long as the light was on.

In the end, he came up with a seamless plan, which was to kidnap Qin Zhuang and make him his own.

With Fan Qinghe's temperament, he would forget him for a while at most, but he had enough time and patience to make Qin Zhuang develop feelings for him.

The same thing, to Lu Hanjiang, was a treasure and joy, but to Qin Zhuang, it was only humiliation and disgust.

Qin Zhuang couldn't tolerate just having a relationship with someone who had no emotional basis, not to mention being clean and self-conscious.

But now he has become a victim of the case, even if he doesn't want to, there is no room for resistance.

Lu Hanjiang had no idea that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, he just wanted to make a quick decision so as not to have long nights and dreams.

The medicine worked very well, even if Qin Zhuang made up his mind to resist him, he couldn't gather much strength.

Although kidnapping was an idea that just came up yesterday, occupying Qinzhuang is not.

Lu Hanjiang's usual social circle is full of people of all kinds. After long-term immersion, he has also learned a lot of tricks. Although they are not very superb, they are enough to deal with Qin Zhuang.

The author has something to say: Qin Zhuang: He said no, but the love value is added very honestly.

Fan Qinghe: Shut up.

This story is not a stand-in.

After the resignation was submitted and passed, Qin Zhuang is no longer a teacher, and this experience can only become a thing of the past.

Chapter 9 Prison Bird (9) Qin Zhuang finally found the only support in this cold world, and that was the man holding him at the moment.It seemed that as long as he was there, he would never return to such an embarrassing situation.

Twenty minutes later, Lu Hanjiang lit his first cigarette.

Novices driving on the road will inevitably go on a rampage, and it won't last long.Understandable, understandable.he consoled himself.

After a while, he squeezed Qin Zhuang's bleeding lip away, and fed him some water.

Seeing that the man seemed to have slowed down, he regrouped and went into battle.

In order to prevent Qin Zhuang from escaping, Lu Hanjiang specially arranged for two younger brothers to stay behind, and in the morning they went to school as if nothing had happened.

After two or three days like this, Qin Zhuang started a new resistance: hunger strike.

Lu Hanjiang was very important to him, so it was impossible for him to starve to death in vain, so he only had half a day of class every day, either in the morning or in the afternoon. Anyway, he was fed two meals a day. Otherwise, he was threatened to inject nutrient solution with a nasal feeding tube and inject glucose with a needle.

After going back and forth like this, Lu Hanjiang's mood is getting better every day, while Qin Zhuang's health is getting worse and worse.

Not going out for a long time, unable to eat on time, and having to deal with Lu Hanjiang's bottomless desires, even a man of iron can't stand such a torment.

Qin Zhuang not only hoped that the school would call the police in time when he noticed something was wrong, but also hoped that Fan Qinghe would come to find him if he found something wrong.

But what he didn't know was that the man had already got the news the day after he was taken away.

As for why he didn't come to the rescue, and why he didn't tell the police, only Fan Qinghe himself knows.

During the days when he was kidnapped, Qin Zhuang started the drama seriously.

System: "You don't want his body, you eunuch!"

Qin Zhuang squinted and smiled: "I'm not so hungry."

System: "Don't you like Fan Qinghe's mature style?"

Qin Zhuang: "No, I like all the good-looking ones—but the premise is that the intention is right."

He didn't pay attention to the system anymore, just suspended in mid-air, looking at the sleeping body that currently belonged to him.

Perhaps it is because he knows that this is just a game, and the so-called love and hate are just playful, his unparalyzed brain can still maintain the fastest operation speed, allowing him to find the fastest way to pass the level.

Love is an extremely unstable substance. It may be a sudden desire, or it may be a long-term love. Although there are thousands of ways to the end, he still chooses the most dangerous one: break first and then fall in love. stand.

Anyway, the scumbags are also trying to lure him into the trap, so why don't he just let him go, he doesn't feel pain when he abuses his body, he doesn't love or hurt when he abuses his heart, it seems that the scumbags are in charge, but in fact everything changes It was all in his expectation.

Qin Zhuang said: "How much is Lu Hanjiang's love worth?"

System: "45."

Qin Zhuang: "The rise is quite fast. Men really are animals that think with their lower body. But it's not an option to stay here all the time. The main character hasn't been won yet. I have to find an opportunity to go out."

Nine days after No. 20 was kidnapped, Qin Zhuang finally found a chance to escape. Taking advantage of Lu Hanjiang's negligence in guarding against him, he poured the pills he had hidden during the last sex into Lu Hanjiang's water glass.

Seeing that the man lost consciousness under the effect of the medicine, Qin Zhuang tried several times and found that he hadn't woken up, so he put on his clothes lightly and moved out of bed.

The torment of nearly a month has made him lose a lot of weight, his original clothes are a little loose, and his body has no strength.

To guard against possible guards below, Qin Zhuang took a baseball bat from the corner when he left the living room.

We must escape from here.he told himself.

Walking down the stairs and entering the garage, the whole journey was almost eerily quiet, as if the whole world had just died.

Could it be that Lu Hanjiang withdrew them?

Qin Zhuang gave birth to the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but when he walked step by step towards the car in the middle, the light turned on.

In each of the four corners of the garage stood a young man.

What is very different from the young faces is the mockery in their eyes.

The prey has gone into the net, and the fisherman starts to collect the net.

The dazzling light on the zenith was like a rising sun, which made Qin Zhuang's pupils turn white and his brain dizzy.For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or in reality. He only remembered that he was taken into a dark room and fed many strange pills by those people.

When he was in a state of confusion, he vaguely heard the sound of the shutter being pressed.But when he looked back, he saw only a heavy darkness.

The memory began to become blurred, and the salty smell of blood lingered in the nostrils, as if endless pain entangled him, like thorns wrapped around a walker.

All of this...was it a drama arranged by Lu Hanjiang?

Qin Zhuang completely fainted under such questions.

When I woke up again, it seemed that I was in the hospital.

I could hear the creaking sound of hospital bed rollers rolling across the white porcelain corridor, and the voice of a man asking: "Doctor, how is he? Why doesn't he talk to me now?"

This voice is so familiar, it seems to be what he has been longing for, but why can't he muster the courage to touch it, is it because he is afraid?

"The patient's spirit is in an extremely unstable state. We need to give him a sedative and let him sleep well."

The voice asked again: "No problem, is there any way for him to recover?"

The doctor's answer was a little hesitant: "It's hard to say, the medicine he took contains hallucinogenic ingredients... In short, let's take a blood test first."

Did you escape?

Was it the man who saved him?

Qin Zhuang understood his situation in a daze, and he tried his best to grab it, trying to find the reassuring voice talking to the doctor, but all he waited for was the nurse's rubber tube binding his arm, and the stab wound. A sharp needle inserted into a blood vessel.

The later memories are scattered and broken, and the only thing that can be pieced together among the fragments is that voice.

"Qin Zhuang, can you hear me? I'm Fan Qinghe. Who hurt you? Where have you been during this time?"

He asked questions like a cannonball, but Qin Zhuang couldn't answer, even if he wriggled his lips and tongue, his throat was as frozen as if he couldn't utter a word.

Is it Fan Qinghe?Um.

Will he protect himself?seems like it.

Qin Zhuang finally found the only support in this cold world, and that was the man holding him at the moment.

It seemed that as long as he was there, he would never return to such an embarrassing situation.