Chapter 03

Song Zhen and Zhu Hao were both shocked.

Zhu Hao stared at them dumbfounded, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word. After a stalemate, he turned and left.

Guan Wuqiao closed the door, Song Zhen turned around, and looked at him dumbfounded.

"What did you just say?" Song Zhen said in shock.

Guan Wuqiao suddenly burst out laughing.

"I suddenly thought of that sentence, so I said that." Guan Wuqiao said, "Don't worry, he didn't dare to say it outside."

Song Zhen was still stunned, "But—"

"He won't bully you anymore." Guan Wuqiao took Song Zhen to the table, "Why didn't you bring your schoolbag?"

Guan Wuqiao suddenly changed the subject, Song Zhen didn't take a breath, he looked at Guan Wuqiao, and Guan Wuqiao also looked at him.

"Are you angry?" Guan Wuqiao touched his head.

Song Zhen felt that he was a little angry, but Guan Wuqiao was not very angry.

So Song Zhen said, "It doesn't seem to be."

Guan Wuqiao was amused by him, "I've agreed not to be angry. If you secretly get angry and come back to me, I won't recognize it."

Song Zhen doesn't have many friends. His father is strict with him, and his stepmother is very polite to him. He has never been treated so naturally and intimately by anyone. He thinks this feeling is fresh and wonderful.

The accommodation conditions of No. 6 Middle School are good, students can choose single bed, but generally everyone chooses to live in four. After all, high school students think that group life is more interesting. Song Zhen's father asked him to live in four, saying that he would let him live in four. Develop the ability to get along with others, but it turned out to be useless. Song Zhen felt that his roommates who stayed up late to play games were annoying. He looked at Guan Wuqiao's single bed and suddenly felt envious.

"What are you looking at, sit down." Guan Wuqiao said, "You don't have a schoolbag, so just use my books and papers first, and tell you about the math papers for the monthly test?"

Song Zhen nodded and flipped through Guan Wuqiao's math book. Unlike his math book full of chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and pigs, Guan Wuqiao's book was much cleaner. a short sentence.

Song Zhen suddenly felt that Guan Wuqiao was not easy.

Guan Wuqiao took out his full-mark paper to give him a topic, Song Zhen felt ashamed, because he felt that it was overkill and a waste of resources to let a good student like Guan Wuqiao give him a topic.

"I think—" Song Zhen said, "I don't think you need to tell me this paper. In fact, I don't understand a lot of knowledge points. It's too laborious for you to tell me. Otherwise, you can give me your notes and I'll bring them with you. Go back and have a look."

Guan Wuqiao said, "I have no notes."

Song Zhen: "Huh?"

Guan Wuqiao: "It's basically in my head."

Song Zhen felt ashamed. He looked at Guan Wuqiao and wanted to flatter the other party, but he couldn't think of any good words for a while. When he talked back to others, he reacted very quickly, and when he said good things, his mind was often blank.

After holding it for a long time, Song Zhen said, "Your brain is really good."

Guan Wuqiao laughed for a long time, and he naturally took Song Zhen's shoulders and asked him to come over to look at his paper and asked him, "Which question did you do wrong?"

Song Zhen pointed a finger, Guan Wuqiao nodded, took out a piece of A4 paper, and explained it to him in a simple way. The amazing thing is that Song Zhen didn't understand something, and he said it like this. Very simple, but when Guan Wuqiao asked him to do the same type of question, Song Zhen still did it wrong.

Song Zhen: "Well..."

He was about to make a quibble, but Guan Wuqiao said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, do it twice and remember."

Song Zhen suddenly thought that it would be great if he was really his boyfriend.

This thought struck him hard, and until after the end of the tuition, he returned to his dormitory, and he was still a little shocked why he thought so.

The next morning, Zhu Hao didn't have trouble with Song Zhen, but after the English paper was sent out, Zhu Hao became angry again. At that time, he was close to Song Zhen, and when he saw Song Zhen answering the question, his hands were fast and his face was calm. He secretly made up lessons, copied mathematics and English, but he did not expect the entire army to be wiped out, which was terrible.

Zhu Hao said, "Song Zhen."

Song Zhen didn't dare to look back, "Why?"

"You are courting death, aren't you?"

Song Zhen: "You say yes."

Zhu Hao: "You tm!"

After a while, Zhu Hao said, "What is the surname Guan in the next class?"

Song Zhen: "No."

A pair of Zhu Hao

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A lot of tone, "Oh, haha."

Song Zhen regretted answering him like this. When the get out of class bell rang and everyone went home with their schoolbags or back to the dormitory, Song Zhen ran out without even carrying their schoolbags, but this time he didn't go to Guan Wuqiao's dormitory. , but ran back to his bedroom.

The roommates went to the cafeteria and haven't returned. Song Zhen was about to lock the door when Zhu Hao rushed over. Song Zhen gritted his teeth against the door and prevented him from entering.

"What are you doing!" Song Zhen said.

Zhu Hao was pushed away before he could speak. The other party was very strong, and he almost didn't fall. When he turned around, he saw Guan Wuqiao standing beside him with a very polite look, "You have something to do. ?"

Song Zhen cautiously stuck his head out, and Zhu Hao left unconvinced.

Song Zhen said, "Thank you."

Guan Wuqiao said, "It's okay."

He pushed open the door naturally and came in, looked at Song Zhen's table, "Why do you have so few things?"

Song Zhen looked at his desk, "I have a lot of comic books under the bed, do you want to read them?"

With a grunt, his stomach growled, Guan Wuqiao smiled and said to him, "Let's go to dinner, come back and see."

He opened the door, Zhu Hao was standing not far away, there was no one in the corridor, he looked this way with a face full of anger, obviously remembering the old and new grievances with Song Zhen, and was ready to settle it after Guan Wuqiao left. .

Just as Song Zhen was about to retreat, he felt that Guan Wuqiao was hugging his waist from behind. Then, Guan Wuqiao put his chin on his shoulder, looked at Zhu Hao and said, "Are you waiting here?"

Zhu Hao: "Wait for Song Zhen, can't you?"

Guan Wuqiao said, "Why are you waiting for my boyfriend?"

Zhu Hao believed that this was just a trick of a straight man. Guan Wuqiao might have been hired by Song Zhen, so he confidently said, "He said he is not your boyfriend."

Guan Wuqiao thought for a while, suddenly pinched Song Zhen's chin, made him turn his face, and then kissed Song Zhen in front of Zhu Hao.

Song Zhen was stunned, and even his lips were easily pushed by Guan Wuqiao's tongue. His heart was beating wildly, his eyes were black, and he was almost deprived of oxygen.

After about 20 seconds, Guan Wuqiao left Song Zhen's lips, but still maintained the posture of holding Song Zhen from behind, looked at Zhu Hao expressionlessly and said, "It doesn't matter what he said, we two Between the two, I have the final say." One Inch Star 03

Song Zhen and Zhu Hao were both shocked.

Zhu Hao stared at them dumbfounded, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word. After a stalemate, he turned and left.

Guan Wuqiao closed the door, Song Zhen turned around, and looked at him dumbfounded.

"What did you just say?" Song Zhen said in shock.

Guan Wuqiao suddenly burst out laughing.

"I suddenly thought of that sentence, so I said that." Guan Wuqiao said, "Don't worry, he didn't dare to say it outside."

Song Zhen was still stunned, "But—"

"He won't bully you anymore." Guan Wuqiao took Song Zhen to the table, "Why didn't you bring your schoolbag?"

Guan Wuqiao suddenly changed the subject, Song Zhen didn't take a breath, he looked at Guan Wuqiao, and Guan Wuqiao also looked at him.

"Are you angry?" Guan Wuqiao touched his head.

Song Zhen felt that he was a little angry, but Guan Wuqiao was not very angry.

So Song Zhen said, "It doesn't seem to be."

Guan Wuqiao was amused by him, "It's agreed that you won't be angry. If you secretly get angry and come back to me, I won't recognize it."

Song Zhen didn't have many friends. His father was strict with him, and his stepmother was very polite to him. He had never been treated so naturally and intimately by anyone before. He felt that this feeling was fresh and wonderful.

The living conditions of No. 6 Middle School are good, students can choose single bed, but generally everyone chooses to live in four. After all, high school students think group life is more interesting. Song Zhen's father asked him to live in four, saying that he would let him live in four. Develop the ability to get along with others, but it turned out to be useless. Song Zhen felt that his roommates who stayed up late to play games were annoying. He looked at Guan Wuqiao's single bed and suddenly felt envious.

"What are you looking at, sit down." Guan Wuqiao said, "You don't have a schoolbag, so just use my books and papers first, and tell you about the math papers for the monthly test?"

Song Zhen nodded and flipped through Guan Wuqiao's math book. Unlike his math book full of chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and pigs, Guan Wuqiao's book was much cleaner. a short sentence.

Song Zhen suddenly felt that Guan Wuqiao was not easy.

Guan Wuqiao took out his full-mark paper to give him a topic, Song Zhen felt ashamed, because he felt that it was overkill and a waste of resources to let a good student like Guan Wuqiao give him a topic.

"I think—" Song Zhen said, "I don't think you need to tell me this paper. In fact, I don't understand a lot of knowledge points. It's too laborious for you to tell me. Otherwise, you can give me your notes and I'll bring them with you. Go back and have a look."

Guan Wuqiao said, "I have no notes."

Song Zhen: "Huh?"

Guan Wuqiao: "It's basically in my head."

Song Zhen was ashamed. He looked at Guan Wuqiao and wanted to flatter the other party, but he couldn't think of any good words for a while. When he talked back to others, he reacted very quickly, and when he said good things, his mind was often blank.

After holding it for a long time, Song Zhen said, "Your brain is really good."

Guan Wuqiao laughed for a long time, and he naturally took Song Zhen's shoulders and asked him to come over to look at his paper and asked him, "Which question did you do wrong?"

Song Zhen pointed a finger, Guan Wuqiao nodded, took out a piece of A4 paper, and explained it to him in a simple way. The amazing thing is that what Song Zhen has never understood, he actually seems to be talking about it like this. Very simple, but when Guan Wuqiao asked him to do the same type of question, Song Zhen still did it wrong.

Song Zhen: "Well..."

He was about to make a quibble, but Guan Wuqiao said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, do it twice and remember."

Song Zhen suddenly thought that it would be great if he was really his boyfriend.

This idea struck him hard, and until after the end of the tuition, he returned to his dormitory, and he was still a little shocked why he thought so.

The next morning, Zhu Hao didn't have trouble with Song Zhen, but after the English paper was sent out, Zhu Hao became angry again. At that time, he was close to Song Zhen. When he saw Song Zhen answering the question, his hands were fast and his face was calm. He secretly made up lessons, copied mathematics and English, but he did not expect the entire army to be wiped out, which was terrible.

Zhu Hao said, "Song Zhen."

Song Zhen didn't dare to look back, "Why?"

"You are courting death, aren't you?"

Song Zhen: "You say yes."

Zhu Hao: "You tm!"

After a while, Zhu Hao said, "What is the surname Guan in the next class?"

Song Zhen: "No."

Zhu Hao said in a much more relaxed tone, "Oh, haha."

Song Zhen regretted answering him like this. When the get out of class bell rang and everyone went home with their schoolbags or back to the dormitory, Song Zhen ran out without even carrying their schoolbags, but this time he didn't go to Guan Wuqiao's dormitory. , but ran back to his bedroom.

The roommates went to the cafeteria and haven't returned. Song Zhen was about to lock the door when Zhu Hao rushed over. Song Zhen gritted his teeth against the door and prevented him from entering.

"What are you doing!" Song Zhen said.

Zhu Hao was pushed away before he could speak. The other party was very strong, and he almost didn't fall. When he turned around, he saw Guan Wuqiao standing beside him with a very polite look, "You have something to do. ?"

Song Zhen cautiously stuck his head out, and Zhu Hao left unconvinced.

Song Zhen said, "Thank you."

Guan Wuqiao said, "It's okay."

He pushed open the door naturally, looked at Song Zhen's table, "Why do you have so few things?"

Song Zhen looked at his desk, "I have a lot of comic books under the bed, do you want to read them?"

With a grunt, his stomach growled. Guan Wuqiao smiled and said to him, "Let's eat, and come back and see."

He opened the door, Zhu Hao was standing not far away, there was no one in the corridor, he looked this way with a face full of anger, obviously remembering the old and new grievances with Song Zhen, and was ready to settle it after Guan Wuqiao left. .

Just as Song Zhen was about to retreat, he felt that Guan Wuqiao was hugging his waist from behind. Then, Guan Wuqiao put his chin on his shoulder, looked at Zhu Hao and said, "Are you waiting here?"

Zhu Hao: "Wait for Song Zhen, can't you?"

Guan Wuqiao said, "Why are you waiting for my boyfriend?"

Zhu Hao believed that this was just a trick of a straight man. Guan Wuqiao might have been hired by Song Zhen, so he confidently said, "He said he is not your boyfriend."

Guan Wuqiao thought for a while, suddenly pinched Song Zhen's chin, made him turn his face, and then kissed Song Zhen in front of Zhu Hao.

Song Zhen was stunned, and even his lips were easily pushed by Guan Wuqiao's tongue. His heart was beating wildly, his eyes were black, and he was almost deprived of oxygen.

After about 20 seconds, Guan Wuqiao left Song Zhen's lips, but still maintained the posture of holding Song Zhen from behind, looked at Zhu Hao expressionlessly and said, "It doesn't matter what he said, we two Between the two, I have the final say."

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