After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

"What are you looking at..." Shi Yang leaned against the wall, holding his data card in his hand, pouted.

What's so interesting... They're all classmates... I don't know how much you usually pay attention to it...

"Indeed!!" The attentive Alpha nodded repeatedly.

Just hit the muzzle of the gun, and closed his eyes when he harvested.

You really are a fart...

"Hey!" When Fu Kun came out, he deliberately leaned in front of Shi Yang, stretched out his hand to flick the other's hanging bangs, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What a daze."

"It's nothing." Shi Yang stopped looking at Fu Kun, leaning on one side of the stands to look at the people running on the playground below.

It just so happened that the dean was drifting past slowly, and Fu Kun stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Old Wang... wait..."

The dean pushed his glasses, and a man who hadn't had time to go up the steps slowly appeared behind him. It was the one from the previous police station. He suddenly met Fu Kun face to face.

"...um... long time no see."

Thinking about how to hear this and why it doesn’t make sense...

Fu Kun turned his head subconsciously, Shi Yang didn't look at this side, but lowered his head to look at the people running below.

"Yeah." He responded and pointed upstairs.

"Go up and talk."

The man nodded, and his eyes slowly fell on Shi Yang behind him.

"Let's go..." Fu Kun turned sideways calmly.

The upstairs is quiet with only the sparse sound of reading. Each class is inspected in batches of abo attributes. The second floor is being inspected, and the third floor is temporarily quiet for self-study. The sun is shining obliquely from one side.

"What's the matter?" the dean asked, nodding to the man beside him.

"Wait a moment."

The man smiled politely, expressing his understanding.

The dean was kept in the dark, not knowing that the two of them had met each other a long time ago...

"I have photos of those people in my hand." Fu Kun took out his phone blatantly.

"You..." The dean was dumbfounded.

"I'm kind enough to provide you with evidence. If you take my mobile phone, I won't see righteousness and courage in the future..." Fu Kun said, completely blocking the words of the dean.

Come to a moral kidnapping.

The words were stuck in the throat, choked up and down...

"I haven't said anything yet..." Why did he get anxious.

The dean touched the tip of his nose.

"Photo?" The man grasped the key point first, his eyes narrowed, and he was about to speak.

"...there is surveillance in the classroom... I guess it's not clear, I have high-definition photos here..."

It's a bit weird to say these words in front of someone at this moment, the man's expression is a bit complicated when he sees Fu Kun...

"Just say whether you want it or not." Feeling a little uncomfortable being looked at by that look, Fu Kun called out the photos in the album and threw the phone into the dean's hand.

I leaned lazily against one side of the stand, with my elbows on it.

"Fu—kun—"

Someone in the playground saw the boy standing on the third floor from afar, clasping his hands to his mouth and yelling: "Come down—play ball—"

These are a few Alphas who had an appointment in physical education class before. They have a carefree personality and it is not difficult to get along with them.

The boy's black hair was slowly covered with a layer of golden light, and his eyelashes were all brown. He stretched out his hand and waved it casually.

"Not going!!"

"Fu Kun!!!" A teacher rushed out from the third floor and shouted.

The man flicked the photos on the phone screen a few times, his expression became more serious, and the more he looked, the more silent he became.

He has seen these people before. At a banquet held by a certain big boss, a group of people cheered and left, not paying attention to everyone.

Proper playboy...

As long as there is no direct and strong evidence left, it seems that there is nothing that cannot be settled, and I am seeking more and more demanding stimulation...

"Know?" Fu Kun raised his eyebrows and whistled, sensing the complicated expression on the other side.

"Fu Kun!! Have a better attitude!" The dean was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"My attitude is not good?" Fu Kun pointed at himself with an expression of disbelief.

Has he had enough temper? ?Why is there a problem with attitude? ?

"I see... Can you send me a copy of the photo?" The man raised his face.

"So... what's the solution?" Fu Kun's words were on point, and he didn't give the other party a chance to practice Tai Chi.

"If I didn't go back to the classroom today, maybe not just one person suffered..." He tapped his fingertips on the wall of the stand, speaking slowly.

"Give me two weeks." The man said.

"Just say if it can be solved." Fu Kun took the phone back, opened WeChat, "I'll scan you."

The air froze for another ten seconds.

"I'll do my best." The man said.

"Huh..." Fu Kun sneered, and then said nothing. He lowered his head to add the other party's friend, and after sending the photo, he went downstairs without looking back, without even falling in his eyes. on the man.

"Ah, this..." The dean pulled the other's arm awkwardly, "I'm sorry...this kid has such a temper...so stubborn..."

The man pursed his lips and nodded, "Yeah."

The sight continued until the other party disappeared without a trace.

The setting sun spread out a figure on the horizon, stretching extremely long, and then someone ran over and hooked the other person's neck.

"Walk so fast...don't wait for anyone?" Fu Kun sent the medicine in his hand to Shi Yang.

"Why didn't I wait for you..." Shi Yang pushed him aggrievedly, "I almost crawled like a snail!"

Fu Kun just laughed, and reached out to lift Shi Yang's sleeve naturally.

"I'll help you."

"I don't want it..." Shi Yang dodged to hide, but the other party grabbed his collar and slipped in front of him, sitting on a bench by the playground.

The shade casts a mottled patch.

"Aren't you going to work today?" Shi Yang didn't struggle anymore, his eyes looked into Fu Kun's.

"I asked for leave today." Fu Kun opened the medicinal wine, poured it into his hand, and added: "I have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Shi Yang looked into the other's eyes expectantly.

"I won't tell you." Fu Kun said.

He pressed the medicinal wine on Shi Yang's arm, and when it touched a piece of greasy skin, the other party flinched.

"What? I haven't started kneading yet..."

"It's cool!" Shi Yang argued.

he! !A hunk! !Will he be afraid of pain? ?

The next second—

"Hey... you should take it easy..."

"Hiss... hiss... it hurts!! Don't force yourself so hard!"

"Fu Kun!! I won't play with you anymore!! I want to tell my dad..."

Aggrieved to bring crying.

Fu Kun was silent for a long time, finally sighed, let go of his hand, suddenly lowered his head, and blew a few breaths on Shi Yang's arm.

The warm wind clung to the medicinal wine on the skin, making it cool...

"Hoo hoo..." He said helplessly.

Shi Yang bit his lip, fine beads of sweat hung on the tip of his nose, and nodded aggrievedly: "Okay..."

"It's hard for you, isn't it?" Fu Kun stretched out his hand to give the opponent two slaps, but he still didn't take the shot. He pressed his hand on the opponent's forehead and pushed it back.

"What are you doing!" Shi Yang covered his head and glared viciously.

"Get up...go back." Fu Kun got up and went to the carport.

The wind blows the hem of the boy's clothes, rippling in the air, swinging back and forth, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus drifts into the light green youth...

The bicycle is stepping on the dimly lit path, and the food stalls selling food around bring the breath of life, everything looks very beautiful.

Shi Yang leaned his face against Fu Kun's back, closed his eyes, as if he had a dream.

In the dream, I fell in love with a young man, and in the tree-lined path, it seemed that there was a long and distant veil, and I couldn't see everything in the innermost part...

The weekend came quickly, during which Fu Kun was called to the dean's office a few times. The first few times were about questions about the entrance exam. A group of classrooms watched him like a rare animal and wrote several sets of test papers.

After scoring, directly refresh the opponent's three views.

Fu Kun! !Properly a scumbag! !Not only a powerful Alpha, but also a school-level Alpha with absolute strength! !

Fame drifted directly to the schools in the streets and alleys.

Qinghe High School next door differentiated a top Alpha! !With wide shoulders and long legs, opening the mouth can directly fascinate Omega! !

Not only is he powerful and good-looking, but he is also a true genius who sleeps every day with full marks! !

Don't be too Mary Sue...

The little omega from the school next door was crying...

Fu Kun was very "friendly" to get into the car early in the morning on the weekend. This time, he didn't ask others to drag him away, and he was very knowledgeable about current affairs.

"Touch me. I'll go by myself."

After arriving at a more advanced villa, Fu Kun said that he was already numb.

Some people in this world seem to be out of their minds. They live casually in big villas costing hundreds of billions of dollars, but they can't afford to live in a school managed separately by ABO. What's going on? ?

The door was opened, and the mother and son joined hands to welcome the maid who came, and then they were taken to a room with a faint scent of sandalwood in the incense.

"Tuk tuk..." The butler knocked on the door expressionlessly.

"Ma'am... the young master is here."

There was a sound of a teacup being put down inside, and the door was gently pulled open.

"Please come in..."

As soon as Fu Kun entered, he and Fu Zhuo looked at each other. The other party stayed beside the old man respectfully. The old man in the chief seat was full of smiles, but he couldn't reach his eyes, wearing a hypocritical mask.

"You came……"

"En." Fu Kun responded, realizing that it was not so easy to leave this trip, and his eyes fell on the old man's hand.

Pressing the teacup, the veins on the back of his hand tensed.

"Are you an Alpha?" the old man asked.

"En." Fu Kun still only answered one word, with an extremely casual attitude.

If he guessed correctly, it seems that the old man was one of the reasons for encouraging the original father and mother to separate, and now he is still pretending to be merciful...

Hypocrisy is tight.

"What's your attitude!!" On the other hand, Fu Zhuo couldn't stand it anymore.

"That's the attitude." Fu Kun didn't let the other party continue, raised his eyebrows, and sat down on a chair beside him.

"No cup of tea to drink?"

I started pretending to be a rascal, but in fact... uh... there is no need to pretend...

"It's okay." The old man said suddenly, and she stretched out her hand to press Fu Zhuo's hand, signaling to him not to be so anxious, but to keep his eyes closed.

"Come... Serve tea... Give Akun some of the ones I hid to taste. He has been wandering outside since he was a child, and he has suffered a lot..."

The meaning inside is self-evident...

Fu Kun rolled his eyes to the sky, "You don't need to think about how to bury me... If you have something to say, what will my mother have with you?"

Only a fool maintains a superficial relationship with you. Anyway, he is still young, and he doesn't understand anything...

They're still just kids...

Childish words! !