Holding the phone, Hou Mo chased Hou Yu along the entire corridor.
At the end of the corridor, Sui Hou Yu was at a loss, so he turned around pretending to be calm, and stood in front of the window sill and looked at Hou Mo.
Hou Mo took the mobile phone and showed it to Hou Yu: "I rejected all those who made an appointment for next year's notes, and the customers who marked the end of the key also explained clearly and then dragged it to black. You see, I will delete it in front of you."
Sui Hou Yu didn't look at it at first, but his eyes still glanced at Hou Mo's phone from time to time. When Hou Mo checked him, he glanced at him and asked, "Who is the little monster with a stinky mouth?"
He thought it was Hou Mo who used a special note for someone else. Hou Mo clicked on that person's profile, and it showed that this person was called this.
Clicking on Moments, he saw that this person was quite familiar, he seemed to be the captain of the heavy sports team, and he would come to their class to look for Ouyangge every now and then.
He simply reached out for Hou Mo's cell phone to look through it, and found that there were very few people on Hou Mo's WeChat list, and he turned to the end after a while.
To put it bluntly, Hou Mo has cut off contact with his relatives, like the proprietress of the restaurant is a special existence, and the others are friends of sports students.
After he finished reading, he returned the phone to Hou Mo and explained, "I'm not restricting your freedom."
Hou Mo nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes, it is because I am afraid that I will make bad friends and lead me on a wrong path."
"I've seen it all. There is a girl who is very excited to add to your WeChat account. She must have something of that meaning..."
"That's not necessarily." Hou Mo shook his head, "You see that I have a filter, and others look down on me. Moreover, I changed my attitude towards you only after I changed my impression of you. It still looks like it's not enough to kill people. So, you are the only one who can take a fancy to me."
"Tsk, didn't Ai Mengtian fall in love with me at first? Just by looking at your face, you still have something to offer."
"Okay, I'm attractive, I'll pay attention in the future."
Hou Mo turned his head to the side, and saw Sui Hou Yu pursing his lips and sternly, pretending to be serious.
But the reddish ear tips still betrayed him.
Hou Mo couldn't hold back, chuckled out loud, then leaned over and whispered: "Don't hold back if you have something to do in the future, just tell me, you know?"
"Aren't you self-conscious?" Suihou Yu was rather upset.
Hou Mo quickly admitted his mistake: "Okay, I was wrong."
The exam room for the final exam is the same as the last exam.
Not long after Hou Mo entered the examination room, he saw Xu Youyi coming, and he took the initiative to say hello to her: "Hey, sister, your four little swans danced really well at the Shuangdan Gala last time."
Xu Youyi was taken aback by Hou Mo's proactive greeting, and then smiled awkwardly: "I dance Latin dance."
Hou Mo also panicked: "Did I watch the wrong program? That... our class sits far away..."
He really didn't look carefully.
At that time, he was focused on holding hands with Suihou Yu, and Suihou Yu pinched him. He just heard the announcement, and this dance was connected by four dance types.
Hou Mo took a casual glance and saw a thin and fair girl, so he thought it was Xu Youyi.
Ran Shu happened to pass by, and couldn't help scolding Hou Mo: "You still have the nerve to strike up a conversation, but you didn't see anyone clearly. Besides, who is your sister, it's really shameless."
Hou Mo glanced at Ran Shu and didn't care about it. Instead, he followed Hou Yu to claim credit: "Look, I've trained Ran Shu so well that he doesn't even stutter recently."
Sui Hou Yu walked in and replied: "Then you should be angry with him and promote his progress."
"Still angry with me?" Hou Mo laughed, "He's not happy that I'm alive."
Xu Youyi looked at Hou Mo with incredible eyes.
Hou Mo seemed to get along well with Ran Shu and the others, at least they could be familiar with each other.
She had been Sui Houyu's younger sister for several years, but she still couldn't make Sui Houyu get closer to her. Even Ran Shu only cared for her because of Sui Houyu's side. Maintaining a relationship on the surface is not much better.
As for Su Anyi... She didn't even say a few words to Su Anyi.
She looked at Hou Mo with envy.
How did he do it
Suihou Yu looked at Xu Youyi and asked, "He didn't make things difficult for you anymore, did he?"
Xu You knew who this "he" was referring to.
She replied in a low voice: "No, he even apologized to me..."
"Oh, all right."
This is something that hypocrite can do, and it is not bad to be able to maintain the surface peace.
"Brother, will you go back during the Spring Festival?" Xu Youyi is still very much looking forward to going home with Hou Yu, she hasn't been close to Hou Yu for a long time, even when she went to find him, he was more willing to be with Hou Yu Mo was together and left her alone in the homestay.
Suihou Yu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "I will go to the training camp with me, and I won't come back during the Chinese New Year."
Everyone who took the exam together knew that they went to the training camp and would come back on New Year's Eve. But Suihou Yu must have said that on purpose, and they didn't expose it.
"Oh..." Xu Youyi was disappointed for a while, and then said, "I want to knit you a scarf recently, what color do you like? Blue and white?"
Sui Houyu replied casually: "I don't lack this." "New Year's gift! It's also my wish. Brother Ran Shu wants it?"
Suihou Yu thought for a while and asked, "Can you weave a pair?"
"Huh?" Xu Youyi was a little surprised.
Then, Sui Hou Yu turned his head and asked Hou Mo, "What color do you like?"
Hou Mo was taking out a pen in his bag, and answered casually, "Will you wear it during the Spring Festival? Red is better?"
Suihou Yu nodded, and said to Xu Youyi: "Then red, if you need to match it, you can match it yourself."
Xu Youyi opened his eyes wide and looked at Hou Mo, his heart suddenly churned with jealousy.
All the jealousy is that she tried her best, but she couldn't improve her current situation. She lost to another person in the thing she yearned for the most, and that person seemed to do it easily.
She didn't want to lose to Hou Mo, but she couldn't compare to Hou Mo, and she was filled with jealousy because she was unwilling to receive a kind of humble recognition.
Before she opened her mouth, Hou Mo suddenly raised a felt toy and said to Xu Youyi, "By the way, hook a small one, and weave one for this little guy with leftover materials. It happens to be a family of three."
Xu Youyi looked at the felt toy and seemed to recognize that it was made by Hou Yu. After a long time, he came back to his senses and nodded: "Oh, yes, no problem."
Then smiled hard.
She saw a tall boy with light hair and eyes smiling brightly at her standing in front of her. His smile was pure without any impurities, and his handsome appearance was very dazzling.
Then he stood up straight, turned his eyes to Sui Hou Yu, and never took his eyes away from Sui Hou Yu.
She sat back on the chair, squeezed her hands together, feeling uncomfortable for a while...
The final exam usually ends in two days, but it takes three days for the 3+3 class of the first year of senior high school, so the second year of senior high school will have a day off early.
After the exam, Sui Hou Yu and Hou Mo asked the teacher for another paper, and the two got together to check the answers.
After matching, they found that the answers to some questions they could remember were basically the same. It is estimated that the final score gap is all in Chinese and English.
After the final exams, it's time for vacation.
Ordinary sports students stay in school for training, and students who go to other places for training will take the high-speed train to the training city the day after tomorrow, and they can take a short day off tomorrow.
Here, as Hou Yu and Hou Mo were obsessed with answering questions, Sang Xian went to the tennis court locker room together with Deng Yiheng and Shen Junjing to get his things.
While Sang Xian was tidying up his things, the doubles partners had itchy hands and went to the tennis court to play a singles game.
He was alone in the locker room and was getting his things when someone opened the door and walked in.
Seeing that he was throwing something into his bag, Ran Shu then threw a pair of wristbands into his bag. The wristbands were still in the box and they were obviously new: "I see, your old ones are quite old, why not?" You bought a new pair. The black ones match your overlord's personality."
Sang Xian glanced at the wristband and accepted it, but felt very strange: "Boss?"
"That's right, you, look at you, there are two big characters 'Overlord' written all over your body."
Sang Xian didn't worry about it any more, continued to pack his things, and replied, "Thank you."
"I, I'm just afraid of your reminder. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to school recently. I don't know where I have been this winter vacation..." Ran Shu leaned against the cabinet and said with a dejected expression.
"Didn't you stay in school for training?" It stands to reason that Ran Shu should train with the tennis team's sports students.
"Brother Yu, he's not here, and I don't want to stay, it's boring."
"Oh." Sang Xian finished packing his bag and said again, "I'm not in a hurry to spend money, so you don't have to worry."
After hearing this, Ran Shu laughed, and said with a grin: "I, I'm so nervous, I'm really afraid what will happen if I don't get on, can I just sell my beauty and pay off the debt with my own body?"
Sang Xian picked up the bag a little slowly, and suddenly walked up to Ran Shu, looked down at him with a smile on his face, "Pay off the debt with your body?"
"Yes, it's... you, the patron, have you heard of it? But, can I just disguise myself as a woman to please you?"
"Not at all."
"Um?"
Ran Shu was startled, and looked up at Sang Xian.
Sang Xian was tall and tall, standing in front of him like a majestic mountain.
It was already evening at this time, the lights in the dressing room were not turned on, the remaining light could only allow him to see the outline of Sang Xian clearly.
Sang Xian looked at him with the light behind his back, his eyes were deep.
He suddenly felt flustered, his heart was "pounding" and kept beating, as if the little white rabbit had encountered a natural enemy, and the big bad wolf was baring its fangs fiercely at it, the little white rabbit was beating wildly, instinctively Survive.
"How much do you want to pay?" Sang Xian's voice was deep, and it was the subwoofer he was familiar with. This kind of low-pitched male voice had an amazing charm in this quiet environment, as if it had committed a crime against the ears.
He suddenly panicked, his head short-circuited, and he said indiscriminately: "Actually, I can do other things, I can play games with you, and if you are bored, I can also chat with you."
A sentence is fluent and smooth, without stuttering at all.
Sang Xian replied, "I like to be quiet."
"..." Ran Shu shut up immediately.
"Good." After Sang Xian finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.
Ran Shu heaved a sigh of relief, he really was worrying too much, just now Sang Xian's eyes were so ambiguous, and his eyes were still rolling around his face, he thought that Sang Xian was really going to take him down.
As soon as he relaxed, he heard the sound of the locker room door being locked, and he felt a "thump" in his heart.
Sang Xian walked in front of him again, and he stared at Sang Xian's chest, not even daring to look up at Sang Xian.
Sang Xian stretched out his hand and raised his chin with one hand, forcing him to look up.
The moment he raised his head was a kiss.
From a little taste, to lingering.
Maybe... the boss's kiss should be domineering and powerful
But Sang Xian kissed very gently, which made Ran Shu feel weird. The strangest thing was that he was kissed in a daze, and instead of breaking free, he unexpectedly cooperated
Sang Xian was indeed interested in him.
If you are not interested, you will not give him so much patience.
When do you really want to start
Oh, when you saw the photo of Ran Shu in ancient costume, right
The moment he saw it, Sang Xian wanted to see what Ran Shu would look like when he dressed up again.
It would be fun to dress him up in period clothes and mess him up, right
Hou Mo was right, Sang Xian was an old pervert with a lot of yellow waste in his head.
Since Ran Shu himself came to the door, Sang Xian was not going to let him go.
After a long time, Sang Xian let go of Ran Shu.
Ran Shu, who was so kissed, chased after him for a while, and he came back to his senses after they parted, staring at Sang Xian with wide eyes.
Sang Xian looked at his appearance, and asked amusedly: "Have you not kissed enough?"
"Huh?! No, no!" Ran Shu immediately denied.
"Oh, that was my misunderstanding."
Ran Shu quickly wiped his mouth with his hands, and was at a loss as to whether he should leave or stay.
"How much?" Sang Xian asked again.
Ran Shu turned his head to look at Sang Xian, his mind was in a mess and couldn't keep up with Sang Xian's train of thought: "What?"
"How much is a kiss worth?"
"Uh..." Ran Shu made a quick estimate, "This, this is the first kiss, it's worth at least 50,000 yuan!"
"Oh." Sang Xian nodded, "Is there no such price next time?"
It wasn't the first kiss after all.
Ran Shu was stopped by the question: "Really... I don't know..."
Sang Xian walked over with his bag, opened the door and went out: "Then think again, I'll go first."
"Oh."
"Do you want a ride?"
Ran Shu suddenly realized that he still had to take Sang Xian's car, so he could only chase him out.
Sang Xian looked at Ran Shu's troubled look, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."
"Oh." Then what
"You can live in my house. No one else lives in my villa. The servants in the house can provide you with three meals a day."
"real?"
"Um."
This is a temptation.
It's dangerous and seems to be a conspiracy.
Ran Shu was beating his heart, looked at Sang Xian's back, and agreed in a strange way: "Then let's go to your house."
At the angle that Ran Shu couldn't see, the old Sepi Sang Xian smiled with satisfaction.
The author has something to say: Seeing Sang Xian did not hesitate, Ran Shu: "Fuck, less."