The snowy night, the heavy snow that had been howling all night, finally stopped at nearly three o'clock in the morning, and although the heavy snow had stopped, the whole land was covered with a thick blanket of snowy pure blankets overnight.

It was the time when there was no trace of people, and the whole world was still quiet, except for the faint and small number of vehicles moving in the far lanes, and the same was true, and most of the carpet made of snow was still intact, not yet exhausted on the wheels and feet like the daytime.

This is a residential area on the outskirts of the city, but also very close to the city, and it is a silent night, only the street lights flicker on and off, especially against the snowy night.

A little white melted into the snow carpet, but it looked particularly eye-catching in the night, slowly, the point of white was getting closer and closer, leaving a string of small footprints on the snow carpet step by step, at this moment, it can already be seen that it was a woman wearing white clothes, the woman was closer, and the whole face was exposed, it was a woman who was only wearing a thin white cotton jacket in the cold winter, the woman was holding a bamboo basket wrapped in thick clothes, her face was pale, The lips that were spitting cold air were already a little purple and blue, and the long, somewhat messy black hair was draped over the shoulders haphazardly, lined with pale to purple skin, and there was an indescribable sense of ghostliness.

The woman stopped in front of a small five-story unit, looked up in the dim light, hugged the bamboo basket tightly to her chest, opened and closed her purple lips, and whispered something, tears rolled down her face from her vast and cloudy eyes, and smashed on the flower cloth of the bamboo basket, blurring the dark water stains.

The thin and skinny hand wiped away the tears on her face fiercely, her expression was no longer sad, and she was very firm, the woman raised her feet and walked up the stairs, stopped in front of the door of room 202 on the second floor, and put down the bamboo basket in her arms reluctantly, and pulled the corner of the flower cloth, revealing the pink little face of the baby sleeping soundly in the bamboo basket, and the shallow breath was spit out from the pink lips of the Q bomb, and the small and seductive nose was even more cute with bubbles.

What a lovely kid this is.

Looking at the child, the woman's originally determined expression instantly softened, a pair of cloudy eyes were plated with layers of love, and the cold and thin hand carefully covered the baby's full cheeks.

The cold and hard touch made the baby wrinkle his shallow eyebrows unbearably, and also made the woman's eyes clear, again, no, even more turbid, trembling and taking his hand away from the baby's face, carefully covering the flower cloth again, standing up, the woman turned around, walked slowly away, trembling body, controlling her own head*, tears covered the woman's face again.

At this time, the way back to the time was much colder than when it came, frozen into the bone marrow, frozen into ice.

Xu was aware that he had lost the baby who was an important person in his life, so he hid under the bamboo basket and cried loudly, and his voice was desolate.

"Dad, I'm going to school." Fang Junbo has an elegant jade face that is as gentleman as jade and indifferent as water, hooking his lips and smiling, and his slender body wrapped in moon-white clothes is a graceful demeanor that can be painted with every move.

Fang Zishu rubbed his son's smooth hair, nodded and praised his son's gentle appearance, and dusted off his son's clothes, "Yes, yes, worthy of being my son, just to have such a gentlemanly style, okay, go to school, be friendly to your classmates, respect your teachers." ”

"Be friendly to classmates, respect teachers, I know, then I'll go."

As soon as he went out, Fang Junbo's indifferent expression immediately collapsed, and the corners of his narrow and upturned eyes collapsed a little, completely losing the humble gentleman he had just now.

"Hey," sighed, the white and somewhat abnormal fingers pinched their earlobes, and the fingertips rubbed against the earlobes, and the round and full plain white ears were seen by outsiders, but they were entangled with ghostly patterns that others could not see, and the silver-gray patterns were intertwined on the entire earlobe, especially the earlobes, and the continuous patterns were intertwined on the earlobes, like a bewitching flower in full bloom.

He was very helpless, the attack god system always had problems when he relaxed his vigilance, and the convulsions were comparable to a well-known original literary station, and the convulsions of people at least drew out the rules, and the calm and calm were calm, and the partial birth of this system always had convulsions and was more snake essence than snake essence disease, and there was no regularity, not even a hint before the convulsions.

When I woke up, I found that I had crossed again, and I just dressed as a high school student, but for Mao, this high school student is a snake spirit disease? Thinking about what kind of trouble is Lao Tzu making all day long? Even if it's adopted, it's Lao Tzu, what about the festival, what about the people, have you fed the dogs?

The system is also a snake spirit disease.,The target of the strategy is really this old man.,Is it okay for him to strike?,He's not interested in father and son.,No,He's not interested in men.,No.,He's not interested in anything.。

Fang Junbo, who was stuffed with a lot of profiles as soon as he woke up, and was even more frightened enough by the terrifying memories left in his body, was no longer able to support his superficial Erya demeanor, and fell into a dead cycle of disgust, disgust, disgust, and disgust.

A good round of irritable death cycle is over, Fang Junbo finally returned to normal, and he is unlucky, the Cheng Attack God system with a dead name sounds quite tall, but it is also one, two, three, four, five, and there are almost six problems when it comes to less, compared to the normal dozens of times, the proportion of several abnormal appearances is very small, but it can't hold it Every time the problem makes people speechless to the extreme, I still remember the first problem, which made him lose his memory and become a mermaid, and what is worse is that not long after he gnawed on a living person, he let him get his memory back, Don't be stupid enough to believe what the system says, this system is never something to think about.

You can't think about it, you can't think about it, so stop there.

[Host: Chen Gongsheng.]

World: World of Chaos I

Possessed: Fang Junbo

Status: High school student

Personality: Stubborn on the surface

Objective: Adoptive Father and Son

Strategy Value: 0%】

"Junbo (squad leader) is early." As soon as I opened the classroom, I was greeted by the friendly greetings of all my classmates.

"Good morning, everyone."

Wearing a gentle mask, Fang Junbo is a gentleman who is glorious and beautiful, and who can see through the selfishness and stubbornness under his mask.

Fang Junbo's tablemate is a little girl who is easily shy, and she can blush for a long time when she talks to others, so as a member of the study committee, every time she collects homework in the morning class, she is always blushing by those male classmates who like to tease her, and it is always Fang Junbo, who is the class leader and a good man, who rescues her.

"Good morning, classmate Li," smiled gently, and looked at the table around him who always lowered his head in a friendly manner, Fang Junbo said that she was still a soft girl, "This is yesterday's homework, I handed it over to you." ”

With a red face and flustered hands, classmate Li took Fang Junbo's homework, quickly looked up, and lowered his head tightly, and said in a small voice like a mosquito, "Good morning too, squad leader." ”

Suppressing his desire to rub the head of the little white rabbit. Look, Fang Junbo took out the text from his bag and looked at it intently.

Milk eggs, I haven't been to the campus world for hundreds of years, English or something, I don't know it, it doesn't know me, help.

Fang Junbo, who has not experienced campus life for a long time, even if he has the memory of the deity, he is still a little stuck, after all, he did not come in through normal channels, and his memories seem to be a little incomplete, especially in terms of learning, the memories full of his head are all based on the adoptive father Fang Zishu as the protagonist, all kinds of getting along fragments, this deity, is really stubborn.

Finally, Fang Junbo used his actor-like acting skills to successfully continue the image of a good student, a good classmate and a good class leader in the eyes of teachers and classmates, and spent the first day in this Fang world.

It was night, Fang Junbo half-squinted his eyes, his long narrow eyes flashed with a strange light, he secretly opened his door, walked lightly, came to a glass door along the aisle, stuck to the wall, put his ears close to the crack of the door, the water vapor in the door overflowed and blurred the world, and the sound of rushing water was accompanied by the man's low panting. Extraordinarily tempting.

Swallowing saliva unconsciously, Fang Junbo felt that something was completely shattered, and it could no longer be recovered, calming down his heart that was too intense, Fang Junbo carefully opened the glass door with a slender slit, and his slightly reddened pupils looked through the slit.

Inside the seam, there is a beautiful curve, white and tender back, a narrow waist that seems to be unbearable, but the muscles are tight, and the buttocks are round. The department makes people feel the urge to pinch up, the hair wet by the water is close to the scalp, the head is raised high, the hands are hidden in front of the body, and there is something that cannot be seen in front of people.

Chen Gongsheng, who was dressed in Fang Junbo's skin and was accused by Fang Junbo's impulsiveness, swore to death that he would not admit that he actually did such a thing as peeping at other people's baths, he was definitely accused, absolutely.

However, someone seems to have forgotten that his own solid and abnormal spiritual body cannot be controlled by a random villain.

The sound of water in the door gradually became quieter, Fang Junbo stood up, touched his nose, and made sure that there were no red stains overflowing from his nose, as when he came, he quietly retreated.

Back in his room, locked the door tightly, Fang Junbo spread out on the bed, gasped fiercely, raised his hand, looked at the blazing white light through his fingers, and saw that his eyes were dizzy and blurry, and then closed his eyes faintly.

"You say, you're not ugly, and your pretending personality is not bad, not to mention the whole school, there are many girls in the class who love you, why do you want to fall in love with your adoptive father? Father and son are in the year or something, it's really boring. With his eyes closed, Fang Junbo muttered to himself, saying to himself, and to the deity who didn't know whether he was asleep or not, "If you look at it, you will also fall in love with it, what the hell is it to peep at others taking a bath every day, like an idiot, and I don't dislike myself." ”

"I really don't want to live this day, fortunately, fortunately, it's almost over."

The voice gradually lowered, and in the blur, Fang Junbo seemed to hear the sound of the key ding, who knows, anyway, Yiqiē has nothing to do with him who has fallen asleep.

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