unrequited love forbidden

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Jiang Xiao looked confused, "It's not suitable, is it?"

Fu Qingzhou was confident, "What's inappropriate?"

"Then you can accept it?" Jiang Xiao asked again.

Fu Qingzhou left his hand from the back of his hand, raised his hand to show Jiang Xiao the little bug crushed to death in his hand, and smiled slightly, "Aren't you talking about you, what does it have to do with me?"

Looking at the tragic death of the little bug, Jiang Xiao suddenly felt a chill down his back.

The teacher in front started to yell to continue climbing, Fu Qingzhou bent down and picked up the water bottle on the ground, grabbed Jiang Xiao's hand and pulled him up, "Let's go, continue."

Jiang Xiao looked down at the two people's hands, "Fu Qingzhou, I—"

"Your back doesn't hurt anymore?" Fu Qingzhou stared at him expressionlessly, "Did you pretend it on purpose?"

Jiang Xiao was immediately unable to get off the tiger, "Of course not."

"Then follow." Fu Qingzhou clenched his hand and dragged him forward.

He has always been a goal-oriented person in doing things, as long as the final goal can be achieved, he doesn't care about the process.

For example, if he wants to get Jiang Xiao, he doesn't care what method he uses. No matter which time, space or world Jiang Xiao is in, it can only be his.

As for the "rival in love" that Jiang Xiao had been secretly in love with for many years—since Jiang Xiao dared to provoke him first, even if there were ten or eight of them, they would all have to leave.

"Brother Zhou, are you angry?" Jiang Xiao tugged at his hand.

Fu Qingzhou didn't turn his head back and said, "Why are you so angry?"

"Yeah, why are you angry?" Jiang Xiao looked up at the sky.

"Who knows." Fu Qingzhou sighed.

Jiang Xiao said cheekily: "Then will you give me extra lessons in the future?"

"Who would have trouble with money?" Fu Qingzhou stepped up the steps, turned around and tugged at Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao went up two steps in a row, "Then I can rest assured."

"What kind of mind do you have?" Fu Qingzhou stared at him with a half-smile, "You can play hard at any card."

"Fuck!" Jiang Xiao hurriedly covered his mouth, and the two girls passing by didn't know if they heard them, and hurried over with blushing faces, "Fu Qingzhou!"

Fu Qingzhou snorted angrily, and let out a muffled voice from his curly hair, "Do you dare to do it or not?"

"I was...that was careless! Accident!" Jiang Xiao became furious, "You said you had it too!"

"I lied to you." Fu Qingzhou ruthlessly took his hand away, and said slowly, "Who are you thinking about now?"

"Huh?" Jiang Xiao froze for a moment.

"Is it still the one you have a crush on?" Fu Qingzhou tilted his head, but his gaze was extremely upright.

"I'm fucking—" Jiang Xiao looked aggrieved, his mind was now full of images of embarrassment and convulsions last night.

What a problem!

There were two rests in the middle, and every time Jiang Xiao wanted to talk to Fu Qingzhou about something serious, he would always lightly stop him, as if he had hit the cotton with his fist, leaving him nowhere to start.

"We're just talking about your previous relationship."

"Of course, I have always regarded you as a friend."

"Don't you think so?"

Fu Qingzhou very accurately positioned the relationship between them as "friends", and turned a deaf ear to Jiang Xiao's overt and secret temptations.

In fact, Jiang Xiao is really a little uncertain about his thoughts, let's say it is clear, the window paper has not been pierced, let's say it is not clear, they seem to know each other's little thoughts...

As for why it seemed like Fu Qingzhou didn't act like he understood his thoughts.

"Jiang Xiao, there seems to be something in my eyes." Sitting on the grass, Fu Qingzhou blinked uncomfortably, and raised his hand to rub it.

"Hey, don't rub it with your hands." Jiang Xiao blocked his hand, half-kneeled in front of him, and stretched out his hand to support his face, "Let me see."

Fu Qingzhou generously let him watch, and even asked confidently, "Blow it to me."

Jiang Xiao leaned close to his eyes and blew hard, "Is there any more?"

Fu Qingzhou blinked slowly, "It seems to be gone."

Jiang Xiao barely brushed the little brown mole at the end of his eye with his thumb, and Fu Qingzhou straightened up, "Thank you brother."

Jiang Xiao suddenly got a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.