I seem to be a fake mistress

Brother Bucha thought for three seconds, and said it was too late, then quickly, grabbed the teacups from the two of them, pushed Yu Yao and Wen Qi from behind, and quickly closed the door, as if hiding from the creditor.

The rich second generations in the corridor looked at the man and woman who were pushed out together, all of them looked puzzled, Wen Qi hurriedly lowered his head, for fear of being recognized.

However, Yu Yao's mask...

It has been removed while drinking tea!

Wen Qi's first thought was that Brother Bucha's determination is fine, and even under the temptation of this kind of beauty, he also strengthened his belief unwaveringly.

As soon as he finished thinking about this, Yu Yao knocked on the door, and the rich second-generation army looked at Yu Yao bewilderedly, like a zombie seeing a living human being.

Brother making tea inside the door: "If you don't agree, you won't agree. I'll tell you, Yu Yao, you'd better put on your mask and don't play hooligans on me!"

Playing hooligans, Wen Qi thought to himself, this word is very appropriate.

Opening cheats is playing hooligans, and so is he himself.

"You open the door, my house took a picture of purple sand, and I will give it to you if you promise."

Zisha...Wen Qi felt that Brother Bucha would definitely not be moved by such a reason!What is this little purple sand pot that can withstand even a beauty attack?

Brother Bucha opened the door immediately, and the suitcase in his hand was ready, he patted Wen Qi on the shoulder: "I agree to this marriage, this room is for you to live in, and you can drink the tea in it slowly."

"Yu Yao... Then what kind of purple sand, I will find a suitable time to get it."

There is a stark difference between the speed at which Brother Bucha left and the stubborn resistance just now, Wen Qi carefully recalled Yu Yao's words.

"I just took a picture of purple sand in my house."

my home?Just shot?

Wen Qi was shocked: "..."

"You mean the auction when you said just shot?"

Yu Yao nodded: "Otherwise?"

He took Wen Qi's hand naturally: "I will live here from now on, it's close to my dormitory. After all, you're used to living in my dormitory, aren't you?"

Before Wen Qi could speak, Yu Yao continued: "You don't want to come over to me...you have to give me a key."

Wait, brother, you are thinking too far!You just changed this dormitory for a purple sand that was just photographed?

It's better to give the purple sand to yourself...

Brother Bucha's speed was much faster than Wen Qi imagined, maybe because he was afraid of Yu Yao's repentance, when he was in class the next day, he said calmly: "I've decided to leave, I've already taken the purple clay pot home and locked it up. "

Yu Yao was also indifferent: "It's okay, I still have it at home."

Wen Qi's heart was twisted, he couldn't help tugging on Yu Yao's sleeve, Yu Yao gave the purple sand pot like an egg pancake, what if he was careless again and sent it out again?

Wen Qi coughed and said, "If you still have some at home, keep them at home and don't take them out."

Yu Yao pulled off one side of the black mask, tilted his head and looked at Wen Qi, the stimulation of beauty made Wen Qi's mind go blank, if there was any expression, it should be dull.

Yu Yao's heart felt itchy when he saw it, Wen Qi's behavior just now was like a young daughter-in-law blocking her husband who wanted to spend a lot of time.

Wen Qi hurriedly reached out to take Yu Yao's hand off, but a faint voice came from behind: "Cheng, Yu..."

Cheng turned around quickly, picked up the book in his hand and began to study seriously, while Yu took the time to say hello to the head teacher: "Hello, Teacher Zhao."

Homeroom teacher Xiao Zhao: "..." This kid has never seen such thick skin a few times before?

He was thinking about taking apart the first pair of classes seriously, when the "male protagonist" of the class pair took off the mask hanging from his ears.

"Is there something wrong, teacher?"

Xiao Zhao looked down at Yu Yao: "Yes..." It's not you!What's the matter?What was he trying to say just now?Damn, why does this student look so good-looking? It turns out that what the teacher in the office next door said is true, their class Yu Yao is really the most beautiful in the school!

Then why is he wearing a mask every day?

Yu Yao frowned, and reminded the head teacher who was standing there in a daze: "Teacher?"

Xiao Zhao looked at the list in his hand with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, I'll inform everyone to take the exam."

"This time, 20% of the students in the class can participate in the competition. We may meet people from No. [-] Middle School. Yu Yao and Cheng Zhiyou, please don't be merciful."

Wen Qi pursed his lower lip.

The white registration form was placed on the table. After thinking about it, he still spoke to Yu Yao who was beside him: "Otherwise, let's get lower in the exam together..."

Yu Yao: "Why?"

Wen Qi faltered: "Just...give everyone a chance to show themselves, this is not the final exam anyway..."

As soon as he said it, he knew that the reason was far-fetched, but Yu Yao still stared at him for a while, and said "OK".

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Wen Qi: "Wait, it's okay if we don't pass the test!"

The system sound didn't sound again, Yu Yao looked at Wen Qi: "Are you doing it for Song Ranran's grades?"

Wen Qixin said: Yes.

But Wen Qi is still righteous in face: "I am for the healthy development of our school's students! Song Ranran? What am I doing for his grades?"

Yu Yao: "Cheng Zhiyou."

Wen Qi swallowed the rest of his dismissive words.One of the scariest things in the world should be your boyfriend calling you by your full name.

"The tips of your ears turn red when you lie, can you tell me the real reason?"