Fake parents dressed as villains

The two were joking, and Chen Yang came over.

The smile on Song Jin's lips faded. He usually does this to people he doesn't know well. Luo Yansheng didn't think much about it, and turned to ask Chen Yang: "How is it?"

Chen Yang glared at him angrily, and said, "What's the matter with you two? Why are you talking so far away from me? Are you afraid that the wall has ears?"

"Bad," Luo Yansheng changed the subject, "Tell me quickly, how do you see it?"

Chen Yang stuffed him with homework and test papers, "Look for yourself!"

Luo Yansheng raised his eyebrows, don't you tell me that I don't know how to ask my own cub?

"Song Jin, how many questions did you bet correctly?"

Song Jin lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Three questions were wrong."

"Fuck? So powerful?"

Song Jin looked calm, and said to Luo Yansheng: "Go home."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to dinner tonight!" Luo Yansheng happily took Song Jin's arm, greeted Chen Yang and left.

After school, Wang Lu and several math teachers worked overtime to correct the test papers.

He looked at the dozen or so answer sheets in his hand, with disbelief written all over his face.

This is the class at the end of the crane that he invigilates. Based on past experience, they have at most a few multiple-choice questions, and the score will not exceed 120. But today, for some reason, every answer sheet is filled with Calculation formula.Moreover, the score of each of the dozen or so answer sheets he corrected was above [-], which is simply impossible!

"These bastards, they must have cheated!" Wang Lu suddenly threw away the test paper and cursed, "Based on their grades, they can't even get into the passing mark. How could it be possible that everyone's score is [-]? It's too bad ! Their behavior is too bad!"

Accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, Mr. Wu handed him the corrected paper and said without raising his head, "Look for yourself."

Wang Lu picked up the paper and looked at it. It was the test paper of several key classes, and the scores on the paper were almost 145 or so.

Wang Lu's face immediately turned pale, "Impossible! The difficulty of the questions I asked is completely different from that of junior high school. Even if it is a key class, it is impossible for the first monthly test score to be so high!"

At this time, Teacher Wu, who has always been taciturn, handed him another A4 sheet of paper that was completely different from the answer sheet. All students are using this set of questions to prepare for the exam."

Wang Lu looked at the questions crowded on the A4 paper, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Mr. Wang, you are used to being outspoken, and you have long accumulated grievances in the hearts of the students. Think about it carefully, how many people were talking for you when you quarreled with Ronaldinho yesterday? You even involved the students indiscriminately. That kid Song Jin is very thoughtful, so don’t make things difficult for him.” At this point, Teacher Wu patted him on the shoulder, “You should know the principal’s attitude, if you want to stay in school, give it to me next Monday. Apologize, Luo."

After listening to Teacher Wu's words, Wang Lu didn't know whether it was because of anger or fear, his body was shaking constantly, and his fingers were holding the A4 paper with great strength, almost crushing the paper.

A mere academic affairs...

A mere student...

How dare you fool me like that?How dare you play me around? !

As if aware of his emotions, Teacher Wu reached out to cover his shoulders and sighed, "Wang Lu, you should respect yourself."

It was a two-day holiday, and finally the aunt next door didn't come to trouble Luo Yansheng, but he was lucky enough to drag a stool and sit under the wall for half an afternoon.

For a while, he was talking about his Song Jin's high score in the exam, and for a while, he was talking about his Song Jin's getting the test right. In short, he changed his method and showed off to the aunt.

It was rare for the aunt next door not to scold Luo Yan after hearing this, she crackled and threw things in the room, scolded her father and son, then turned around and went for a walk.

Song Jin came out of the room after finishing her homework, went to the living room and poured him a glass of warm water.

"I've been reading all afternoon, isn't my throat uncomfortable?"

He handed the water glass to Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng put one leg on his knee, not to mention how comfortable he was, taking the water from Song Jin, and he gulped it down.

"It's not uncomfortable, why am I uncomfortable? The one who is uncomfortable must be the aunt."

Song Jin stood in front of him, covering the hanging sun, her face was heavily shadowed, she lowered her eyes to watch Luo Yansheng's swallowing movements.

"Clean up your room?" Song Jin suddenly talked about an irrelevant topic.

Luo Yansheng almost didn't realize it, but he thought about it, Song Jin's room was always spotless, and the things were placed in an orderly manner, probably because he couldn't understand how messy his room was like a doghouse.

"Okay." Luo Yansheng nodded happily.

When Song Jin walked into Luo Yansheng's room, he was greeted with a delicate fragrance, which was exactly the same as the one he asked on Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng's room was a bit larger than Song Jin's room, but the layout was not too different.A desk next to the bed, on which there are some newspapers and gadgets; on the other side of the bed is a wardrobe built into the wall, and there is a small sofa and round table next to the desk.

Luo Yansheng didn't have time to wash clothes these two days, and a few dirty clothes were piled up on the sofa.

Compared with Song Jin's room, it was like a small dump.

"Luo Yansheng, come here."

Luo Yansheng was basking in the sun in the yard when Song Jin suddenly yelled in the room.

"Call me by my name again! It's not big or small." Luo Yansheng muttered something in a low voice, but he yelled himself, and he ran over.

"What's wrong?" Luo Yansheng walked to the door and asked him.

Song Jin stood in the room, opened the closet, and took out all the clothes in it, "I'll pick out the clothes you can wear, take them to the washing machine to wash and dry them, and throw away the clothes you can't wear."

After speaking, he began to pick out from a pile of colorful clothes, throwing aside all the clothes that he thought Luo Yansheng couldn't wear.

"Don't, what a pity!"

Luo Yansheng walked into the room, picked up the clothes that Song Jin had thrown on the ground, and dusted them twice, "It's not broken, you can wear it."

Song Jin shook her head selflessly, "No, you are not suitable."

"That's too wasteful." Luo Yansheng frowned, and picked up some clothes on the ground distressedly.

"No, put it in a bag."

Song Jin put the divided clothes into two piles, and said involuntarily, "I'll go and wash these, and you pack up the ones you don't need. There is a box for donated clothes at the intersection ahead, we'll put them there later."

Luo Yansheng let out a sullen "Oh".

Throughout the afternoon, Song Jin was busy in his room.

The garbage in every corner was cleaned out, and the desks, wardrobes and mattresses were all disinfected and wiped clean.Cleaning out all the things that Yuan Bo left here, Luo Yansheng almost had a heart attack when he saw it.

"Don't, don't throw this away!"

When Song Jin was walking towards the door with a bunch of golden necklaces, Luo Yansheng couldn't bear it anymore, and held him back with one hand.

"Donated." Song Jin said concisely.

"This is really valuable..." Luo Yansheng hugged his arm tearfully, "I asked, it's true! It's worth half a year's salary..."

Song Jin had a gentle smile in his eyes, but what he said made Luo Yansheng's heart go cold: "It's not suitable for you, I'll buy you a more expensive and better one in the future."

Is more expensive better a question!

woo woo woo...

Although it does not belong to Luo Yansheng, it is also a waste of money!

Luo Yansheng planned to sell it to Song Jin to buy a house!

"Be good." Song Jin put his index finger on his forehead, "Go back to the room and wait for me."

Seeing that the last thing belonging to the original body in the room was cleared out, Luo Yansheng looked back at the empty room, only the furniture and the things he bought during this time were left.

There is really no trace of the original body.

Luo Yansheng sighed, forget it, this is pretty good, anyway, those are not his things.

After a while, Song Jin brought a basket of books from his room.

"What are these?" Luo Yansheng asked curiously.

Song Jin put the frame on the desk, and said to Luo Yansheng, "Book."

Luo Yansheng casually picked up one and read it, "Seventh Grade Volume [-] Chinese? Isn't this the book you used when you were in school? What are you doing with it?"

Song Jin arranged the books of each subject according to the grade, and put them neatly in the bookcase, "Your room is too empty, take it here and put it here. Don't you like reading, you can read it at ordinary times."

"Oh." Luo Yansheng nodded, and said, "You threw away all the old sheets, how can I sleep tonight."

"I have two sets here, you sleep first. I'll buy them tomorrow, and I'll buy you some other things by the way." Song Jin handed the book to him and asked him to put it away, then turned around and went back to the room to bring brand new cotton wool and sheets.

By the evening, Luo Yansheng's room had taken on a new look.

The clothes hangers in the closet are neatly arranged according to the color, the bed sheets and quilt covers are tucked in without any wrinkles, the desk is also meticulous, and the floor is wiped clean enough to look in the mirror.

The style became exactly the same as Song Jin's room, which looked like a mirror at first glance.

After making the bed, Luo Yansheng opened the window for ventilation.

He was so tired after working all afternoon, he threw himself into the bed and rolled over twice.

His body made a few folds on the bed, Song Jin just smiled slightly after seeing it, "Do you like it?"

"Hmm! It's similar to your room, it's clean and spotless." Luo Yansheng raised his head from the quilt, his eyes were squinted.

Song Jin went to pull his arm, "Then you go take a shower first, I'll cook and wait for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Luo Yansheng suddenly pulled him forward, Song Jin was unprepared for him, and fell into the bed following his movements.

Luo Yansheng caught his body and chuckled softly in his ear, "Take a rest first, let's go to the restaurant tonight."

Caught off guard and falling into Luo Yansheng's arms, Song Jin buried her face in his chest, the familiar breath lingered on the tip of her nose, making him breathe greedily.

Luo Yansheng's aura is addictive.

"Well, let me hug you for a while."

Song Jin rolled over on her side, and stretched out her hands towards Luo Yansheng.

Luo Yansheng couldn't help smiling, "Reward?"

"Ah."

"OK then."

Just as he was about to hug him, Song Jin suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Turn around and turn your back on me."

"Huh? Why?" Luo Yansheng stopped his movements and asked suspiciously.

"Be comfortable."

"Oh."

Satisfying Zai Zai's small request, of course he is obliged.

Luo Yansheng lay on the bed with his back to Song Jin, his strong waist and slender neck were presented in front of him defenselessly.

His long hair hangs loosely on his shoulders, and his fair neck can be seen through the hair slit, like a piece of saturated and fragile jade.

Where Luo Yansheng could not see, Song Jin's eyes were as dark as ink.

As soon as Luo Yansheng lay down, a pair of cold hands attacked his hands.

Song Jin's long arms wrapped around his waist, and in an incomparably chiselled posture, she tightly encircled Luo Yansheng into her arms.

Luo Yansheng's back was tightly pressed against his chest, this posture was so perfect, his and Song Jin's bodies were almost tightly attached to each other.

Song Jin lowered her head and pressed her cheek against Luo Yansheng's warm neck.

Little by little, he felt the flow of blood under his arteries.

Satisfied, but not satisfied.

Still want more.

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