[Wearing the Book] After being targeted by the top school grass

Bai Muyu leaned against his chest, and said angrily, "I'm not the worm in your stomach, how do I know what you want to do?"

Mo Jiu suddenly pressed his hand on the top of his head, leaned close to his ear, and smiled softly: "Student Bai Muyu, what do you think two full-blooded lonely men and widows can do together in the same room?"

The young man's scorching breath scraped against his ears, causing a slight tingling feeling, and Bai Muyu only felt that half of his shoulder was numb.

The roots of his ears turned red quickly, struggling: "You...in broad daylight, are you sick?"

Mo Jiu let out a muffled laugh, which made her whole body tremble slightly.

"You fucking laughing fart!" Bai Muyu felt ashamed and was about to kick her.

Mo Jiu reacted very quickly, clamped his legs, shackled him firmly, and suppressed a smile: "Student Bai Muyu, where did you think just now? What do you mean by broad daylight?"

Bai Muyu froze, seeing his suppressed smile, her face was hot, "You..."

Mo Jiu rubbed his ears lightly, and lowered his voice: "What do you mean, can you do something in broad daylight?"

Bai Muyu's scalp went numb, and his whole body trembled slightly, "You...uh..."

Mo Jiu didn't give him another chance to speak, and leaned over to cover his lips, sucking his sweetness carefully.

Bai Muyu was a little out of breath under his pressure, and began to struggle subconsciously.

But Mo Jiu seemed to like the current state of shackles on him. Not only did he not let go of him, but the shackles became even stronger.

After a while, he moved his lips slightly, and said hoarsely: "Cat, don't go back tonight, okay?"

Bai Muyu, who was a little dizzy from his kiss, suddenly became sober after hearing the words, and struggled: "No!"

Mo Jiu pressed him, "Why?"

Bai Muyu's eyes dodged a little, "I...I haven't told my family about us yet." If Lao Bai knew that he was sleeping at a wild man's house, wouldn't he prepare ten pairs of slippers for him?

Mo Jiu's eyes flickered, "But Mr. Mo knows about you." The slightly hoarse voice actually felt a little aggrieved.

Bai Muyu was slightly taken aback, "President Mo?"

Mo Jiu paused, "My dad."

Bai Muyu: "Why do you call your father, President Mo?"

"It's nothing." Mo Jiu's expression was a little unnatural, and he was about to get up if he let go.

But Bai Muyu pulled him back, frowning: "Say!"

This sudden arrogance made Mo Jiu stunned.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Mo Jiu suddenly smiled nonchalantly, "Actually, there's nothing we can't say."

Bai Muyu was annoyed: "Then you said it."

Mo Jiu was silent, and said slowly: "When I was born, the fortune teller said that I was the lone star of the evil spirit, and if I stayed with my family for a long time, I would overwhelm them."

"When I was 12 years old, my mother died shortly after giving birth to my younger brother, and my younger brother was also ten years old..." He lowered his eyes, and his voice gradually became deeper, "When my brother was ten years old, because he accompanied me to learn swimming, his legs were broken. Cramp and drown."

"Mr. Mo had a car accident a while ago. Fortunately, he only injured his leg at the time. It will recover after a while. I..."

Bai Muyu blurted out: "So you changed your name to Uncle Mo Boss? You want to separate yourself from him, for fear that you'll kill him too?"

Mo Jiu pursed her lips and said nothing.

Bai Muyu felt helpless and distressed, "Why are you so stupid?"

Mo Jiu was silent. He knew that this approach was naive, but he couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you." He said suddenly, "I wasn't kicked out, I moved out by myself, I..." He was afraid that if he continued to live at home, he would kill his only family member.

No one knew, he was actually afraid too.

He was afraid that even the last relative would be killed by him, and he would collapse directly.

Bai Muyu suddenly hugged him tightly, with distressed eyes, "It's just a coincidence, it has nothing to do with you."

Mo Jiu buried her head on the side of his neck, the faint smell of wild oranges lingered in her nose, and her eyes suddenly became sore.

"At first, I didn't believe in fortune-telling, but every misfortune that happened these years seemed to remind me that I was a nemesis. I killed my mother, I killed my brother, and I almost killed President Mo... "

The young man's hoarse and trembling voice was full of self-blame, and Bai Muyu felt that his whole heart seemed to be screwed together, and there was pain in it.

He rubbed Mo Jiu's head, his voice choked slightly: "Don't think so, whether it's auntie, brother, or uncle, those are none of your business, everyone has their own destiny, it's not just an unfounded superstition You can control it, you don’t have to take everything on yourself. I believe that my aunt and brother are the spirits in the sky, and I don’t want to see you like this.”

After a pause, he continued: "Actually, it's not only you who are sad, but also uncle. My aunt and younger brother have left him, and now even you have to stay away from him. Have you ever thought about his feelings? When I left the cemetery that day, I think It's time for uncle to wipe away tears."

Mo Jiu's whole body froze, hot tears finally couldn't help but silently fell from the corners of his eyes, gradually soaking Bai Muyu's neck.

Bai Muyu bit her lips, hugged him even tighter, and said softly, "No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side."

That night, Bai Muyu didn't go back to Bai's house in the end, but just accompanied his alpha silently.

The two lay in bed and chatted for a long time, until he was too sleepy to open his eyes, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

In the darkness, there was the sound of light breathing from the side. Mo Jiu turned sideways cautiously, staring at the sleeping man for a moment by the moonlight outside the window.

After a while, he leaned over and kissed Bai Muyu's forehead tenderly, and said softly, "Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."

"Thank you, my cat."

The next day, when the two of them entered class nine, Bai Muli blinked at Bai Muyu and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't worry, Lao Gong already told Dad that you went to a classmate's house to discuss studies, so you won't go home .”

Bai Muyu was taken aback, and turned to You Sichen next to him.

You Sichen raised his eyes to look at him, and said with a half-smile: "You don't need to thank me."

Bai Muyu is not so easy to fool, he glanced at Bai Muli, and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

The morning reading bell rang, and the sound of morning reading soon sounded in the classroom.

Bai Muyu glanced at Bai Muli on the other side, grabbed the pen and quickly wrote on the notebook, tore it off and crumpled it up and threw it on You Sichen's desk after finishing writing.

You Sichen glanced at him.

Bai Muyu lifted his chin slightly, motioning for him to open the note.

You Sichen seemed to be in a good mood, and opened the note as he wished.

—what the hell are you doing?

The corner of You Sichen's mouth curled slightly, and he drew two lines down the middle of the words on the paper, then crumpled the note and threw it back to him.

Bai Muyu read the note and frowned at him.

--What's the meaning?

You Sichen shrugged slightly.

--Means nothing.

Bai Muyu: "..."

He was a little uncertain, could it be that the dog Alpha was simply helping him to cover up in front of Lao Bai?He would be so kind?

Seeing that he was still confused, You Sichen just turned his gaze away, and the arc of the corner of his mouth widened.

Of course he wouldn't be so kind for no reason, he did it just to "thank" the other party and the hero... It's okay.

Mo Jiu was not with Shen Yiran as in the original text, and the little fool did not put his mind on Mo Jiu as in the original text. The plot has changed unconsciously, but the world has not collapsed, which shows that the current plot development is very stable.

As long as it continues to be so stable, he can use more thoughts to help the little fool become the protagonist, and let him and Zhihun completely merge.

During the lunch break, Lin Youshuang called You Sichen away again.

Watching him and Bai Muli walk into the office, Lin Youshuang pointed to the chair beside her and said with a smile, "Student You Sichen and Bai Muli, please sit down."

The two sat down as promised.

Lin Youshuang looked at Bai Muli, "Student Bai Muli has been in our Class [-] for a while, I don't know if it suits me or not?"

Bai Muli nodded obediently, "It's okay." Because of Lao Gong.

Lin Youshuang nodded and smiled: "If there is anything, remember to come to the teacher at any time."

Bai Muli: "Thank you teacher."

After finishing the polite words, Lin Youshuang turned her gaze to You Sichen and coughed lightly: "Student You Sichen, actually I came to you today mainly to tell you about the Art Exhibition League."

You Sichen didn't have much expression on his face, he had guessed it before he came.

Lin Youshuang continued: "The art exhibition league can not only promote the friendship between schools, but also increase everyone's enthusiasm..."

You Sichen raised his eyes and looked at her lightly, "Teacher, you should just get to the point."

Lin Youshuang paused, and then smiled helplessly: "Since the inauguration of the Lincheng High School Art Exhibition League, our No. [-] Middle School has been at the bottom for six consecutive years. I thought there was still no hope for this year, but Xiao Wanyun and Song Lingyu are planning to participate My classmates strongly recommended you, and asked us to retrieve the surveillance video of the studio..."

"To be honest, none of the teachers who watched your painting process was not amazing, that's why everyone hoped that you could represent No. [-] Middle School in the competition, but they didn't expect you to refuse so simply."

She paused, "Can the teacher know why you don't want to participate in the competition?"

You Sichen listened to her quietly, before saying expressionlessly, "Personal reasons."

Lin Youshuang: "..."

Seeing his reckless appearance, Lin Youshuang felt a little helpless.

She tried her best, and as for the headmaster... let him have a headache.

When You Sichen and Bai Muli walked out of the office, the sun was shining brightly outside.

The scorching sun shone on the young man's face, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed to be covered with a layer of coldness.

Bai Muli tugged at his sleeve, "Old Gong..."

You Sichen turned his head to look at him.

In the next second, the light fragrance of lavender approached.

Bai Muli stood on tiptoe and kissed his frowning brows, winked at him: "Okay, Xiaoli will eat up all the unhappiness, Lao Gong smiled."

You Sichen looked at him, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "Good boy."

The two figures with their fingers interlocked gradually walked away.

When school was over in the afternoon, Lin Youshuang stopped before walking out of the classroom, turned her head and said, "By the way, there will be an exam the day after tomorrow, everyone, remember to review when you go back."

take an exam?There was a sudden silence in the classroom.

Almost everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to You Sichen and You Yuan.

The bet between the two is still vivid.

"If I lose, I will leave No. [-] Middle School by myself and never come back..."

This is what You Yuan once said personally.