Chapter 58: Two Strange Men

Just as Wang Chaoye and Leng Zi'er were talking, San Fat returned to the classroom, and saw the two of them whispering face to face, face to face, and eye to eye, and couldn't help but quip: "I just went out for a while, and you two will kiss each other." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Puppy love is not right and affects learning. ā€

Leng Zi'er turned her face and didn't get angry, just looked at San Fat fixedly.

Wang Chaoye still smiled elegantly on his face, like a ginkgo biloba dancing in the wind outside the window, he stared at Sanfat for a while before saying, "Classmate Qian, the two of us are just discussing problems. ā€

The third fat pursed his lips, with an expression of disbelief, and said, "What's the problem?" Maybe I can help you take a look, you don't know, I'm a top student. ā€

Wang Chaoye and Leng Zi'er glanced at each other, slowly turned sideways and moved out of the way, sandwiched between the seats of the three fats, this is the meaning of letting the three fats sit down. They seem to form a whole with the three fat seats, like pockets with open mouths, and like urns for inviting you into an urn.

Although their movements were friendly, their eyes were full of chills.

Sanfat didn't seem to notice the chill, he squatted on the chair as usual, stared at the two with a leisurely expression and said, "Say, what's the problem?" ā€

Wang Chaoye and Leng Zi'er looked at the three fats in the middle with a calm expression, and slowly leaned over to the floor, and now the pockets were closed, and the urn was covered. It's just that I can vaguely see the familiar smiling faces of the three fats from the gap between the two.

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Outside the classroom, in the middle of the stairs, near the corridor, Zhang Fan stood quietly against the wall, his eyes staring into the distance.

Behind him is the classroom of the third class of high school, and on the right hand side is the corridor where he had just talked to San Fat. In fact, he shouldn't have walked away, shouldn't have made a gesture, shouldn't have walked to the corridor, and left the three fat alone. But he didn't know what to say or what he could do when he stayed.

Sanfat's attitude is obviously very resolute, and all he can do is silently support it. After all, you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, and you can't ask the answer you want to know from the mouth of a pretending dumb person.

Zhang Fan "watched" Sanpang into the classroom, and he didn't look with his eyes, but with his ears, with his heart.

Naturally, he didn't miss the soft exhalation of Sanfat, nor did he miss his relaxed steps. I don't know why Zhang Fan felt a little relaxed in his heart when he heard this exhalation, and a trace of sadness rose in vain.

His relaxation may be because the conversation just now did not make the three fat photos a superfluous burden, so his sadness is because he can't share the burden of the three fats.

Zhang Fan exhaled lightly, and his eyes refocused.

In vain, he saw a pretty figure standing silently opposite him.

"Mo Yu?"

Zhang Fan stared at the face like the first snow with some surprise.

Mo Yu didn't speak, floating to his side like an orchid, soft, soothing, without a trace of breath.

Zhang Fan could see the first snow-like eyes.

Mo Yu stood tightly against Zhang Fan, foot to foot, leg to leg, chest to chest. Zhang Fan could feel the softness of Mo Yu's chest and the fragrance of her body. It turns out that a woman's body is really fragrant.

Zhang Fan subconsciously avoided it, only to suddenly realize that he had pasted it to the wall. I had to quickly avoid my eyes and ask with a red face: "Mo Yu, what's the matter...... What's wrong? ā€

After asking, he unnaturally moved his hips back slightly, and his face turned even redder.

Mo Yu didn't give Zhang Fan a chance to dodge, she immediately straightened Zhang Fan's head with her small hand, and met his eyes, Zhang Fan saw the worry in her eyes clearly: "You're not happy!" ā€

Mo Yu used his knees to push open Zhang Fan's closed legs, and one leg was inserted between Zhang Fan's legs, and his body was bullied, supporting the wall with only one hand. Now the bodies of the two of them are closer, and Zhang Fan can feel the heat of his lower abdomen sticking to a flat and cool tenderness.

Zhang Fan's face was even redder, his eyes were flustered for the first time, his heart was almost jumping out of his chest, the sweat glands all over his body were open, the water in his body was rapidly lost, he unconsciously had a dry mouth, he didn't feel that he swallowed his saliva, he didn't feel like he licked his lips.

"Mo ...... Mo Yu, I'm not unhappy, what's the matter...... You said...... You don't have to rely on ......."

Mo Yu not only didn't speak this time, but also deprived Zhang Fan of the right to speak, and she blocked Zhang Fan's redundant words with her red lips.

All Zhang Fan saw was the first snow-like lips flashing in front of his eyes, and then they remained in his mind forever.

Only then did he understand where the fragrance came from, only then did he understand how soft it was, and only then did he understand how fast his heart could beat.

His eyes were lost again, and the deep worry in them finally drifted away.

Mo Yu kept looking at Zhang Fan with wide eyes, and only closed his eyes after seeing that worry disappear.

Zhang Fanduo thinks that this moment can last forever, but the reality often backfires.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan smelled a sour smell, and then heard an even more sour voice: "Don't look at incivility, don't look at incivility." Mr. Li, you are a teacher, so don't hurry up and close your eyes and recite the teachings of the saints. ā€

Then another voice sounded: "Ah, three, it's not authentic, don't cover my eyes if you don't like it." ā€

Zhang Fan hurriedly separated Mo Yu, hurriedly tidied up his clothes, and looked at the comer.

It was two men, an old man and a young man, the old man with a rosacea, with a stooping back, and a chicken coop on his head, and there were "weeds" everywhere alternating whites, and flies and insects were flying. But in stark contrast was his face, still a delicate face, with a thick lens on it, and a bit of a literati demeanor, if you ignore his crazy eyes.

The young man next to him is much more pleasing to the eye, with long straight blue hair, a delicate and handsome face, and an elegant and restrained smile, like a well-educated nobleman. Of course, if you don't look at his bizarre outfit, he will be very popular.

The two strange-shaped men in front of Zhang Fan asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ā€

The old "rosacea" said, "Hehe, I'm sorry, you go on, we're just passing by." ā€

"Passing by?" Zhang Fan still frowned vigilantly.

The young man next to him couldn't help but say, "Mr. Li, why deceive others. The ancients said: A gentleman is indescribable. Obviously, it was Mr. You forced Xiaosheng to come here. ā€

Then he clasped his hands together, bowed to Zhang Fan, and continued: "Xiaosheng took the liberty of disturbing, he was offended, and he looked at Haihan. However, such behavior is still an obstacle to morals, and please pay attention to some effects. ā€

"Mr. Li" next to him was anxious, and said with hatred: "Long San, you are not righteous, how can you confess me, Lao Tzu helped you enter the school, you are ungrateful!" ā€

"Long San" saluted again and said to "Mr. Li": "Sir, the gentleman should sit upright and express his chest straight. Foul language, going to meet and meet is a villain's behavior, and Long San can't do it. Moreover, the ancients Zeng Yun ......"

"Mr. Li" interrupted Long San's words and said, "Okay, did the ancients have any clouds: go to Nima." ā€

Ryusan: "Sir, why did you say that?" ā€

"Going to Nima."

......

Zhang Fan looked at the two who were arguing, and he didn't mean to stop for a while, and he took Mo Yu's little hand and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the purple-haired young man.

Zhang Fan stared at him and said, "Get out of the way!" ā€

The young man bowed down again and said respectfully: "Your Excellency, I am really sorry that I was stupid and offended Your Excellency just now. It's just that there is really something to trouble Your Excellency. ā€

Zhang Fan looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, the more he looked at it, the more strange it became, and often strange people mean trouble, Zhang Fan already had a lot of trouble, so he didn't want to have another incident.

So he wanted to take Mo Yu's hand and take a detour from the side.

But he was stopped again, it was the sour smell of "Mr. Li".

"Boy, do you want to ask for a way? You don't have to hide from us. ā€

"Asking for directions? Ask what way? ā€

"Long San" hurriedly adjusted his position, bowed his head again, and said, "Dare to ask how to go to the third class of high school?" ā€