You're not quite right verse 66

Liao Yun rolled his tongue and took her hand into his mouth.

Gui Huan: "......"

How can you wipe the saliva off your hands?

Chapter 59

On March 1st, the school opened.

The night before school started, Liao Yong came to Gui Huan's house with scissors and asked Gui Huan to help him cut his hair.

Once born and twice matured, Liao Yong is still a person who does not pay attention to image, and Gui Huan, a hairdresser, deserves no psychological burden, picks up the scissors, and cuts him an irregular board size by dividing five by two.

Liao Yong touched his hair and commented, "Shorter." โ€

Animals grow their hair like crazy in autumn and winter, and Liao Yong is no exception, with thick and long hair, and in spring and summer, they are eager to shave it all and leave only a little hair for perspiration.

Gui Huan cut his hair and chatted with him: "Your parents are still at home?" โ€

Liao Yong: "I'll leave after the New Year." โ€

Fierce beasts are territorial, not to mention two adult males, even if it is his father, Liao Yong doesn't want him to stay longer.

Liao Yong said expressionlessly: "Just meet once in a while and make sure that each other is alive." โ€

Gui Huan was speechless and silent, this is the first time she has seen this kind of fresh and refined parent-child relationship.

After cutting Liao Yong's hair, Gui Huan urged him to take a look in the mirror, and repair it again if it was not suitable.

Liao Yong coped as always, and after flickering in front of the mirror, the figure could not be seen clearly, so he said, "Not bad." โ€

Gui Huan: ......

Can you put a snack on your grooming?

Liao Yong helped clean up the broken hair and slag, and the two returned to the house, and Gui Huan had to sort out the textbooks for tomorrow's class.

Gui Huan tied her hair behind her head, and the braids swayed with the movements, and Liao Yong lowered her head and bit her hair.

Gui Huan didn't stop him, anyway, he was going to take a bath for a while, so he just said, "Don't eat your hair in your stomach." โ€

Liao Yong hugged her waist from behind and bit her scalp along the tips of her hair.

Gui Huan's fingers paused slightly as he packed his schoolbag, and he turned his head to look back.

Recently, Liao Yong has often revealed his true eyes, with amber pupils embedded in people's faces, with a strange sense of disobedience.

Liao Yong licked his head, licked Gui Huan's head, and bit it lightly with his lower teeth.

Gui Huan raised his hand and gently pushed his head away, and Liao Yong blinked slowly, her reflection reflected in his slightly indifferent eyes. The golden pupils were mixed with dark green lines under his eyes, a low snoring sound came out from the depths of his throat, his cheeks rubbed against Gui Huan's palm, and he gently spit out: "Huanhuan, your shampoo is not good, and your hair is all washed firewood." โ€

Gui Huan: "...... I'll try another one after using this bottle. โ€

On the first day of school, Gui Huan left the house early, and Liao Yong was already waiting at the door.

Gui Huan has a lot of life left now, and it stands to reason that it doesn't matter if he doesn't pick up garbage. However, after picking up garbage for so long, she has developed a habitual reaction, and when she sees garbage on the street, she wants to pick it up and throw it in the garbage bin.

When he entered the school gate, Gui Huan saw Xu Bo squatting on the playground to make up his homework.

When passing by him, Xu Bo just looked up and greeted the two excitedly.

Liao Yong glanced at it and said lightly: "You haven't finished your homework yet?" โ€

Xu Bo cried and said with a sad face: "I forgot, I still have to write my feelings after reading." โ€

Xu Bo and Liao Yong's achievements are equal, and they will always compete in the middle and lower reaches.

Xu Bo: "Liao Yong, have you finished writing?" โ€

Liao Yong raised his chin and said as a matter of course: "Of course." โ€

In the first week of summer vacation, he called Wang Sanbian and Guangzai to his home and did his homework for him.

In order to get rid of himself as soon as possible, Wang Sanbi took out the energy of the high school entrance examination to write his winter vacation homework, and he finished it all in less than three days.

Liao Yong felt more and more that it was the right choice to let Wang Sancake go to high school, otherwise how could there be such efficiency?

When Xu Bo heard that Liao Yong had already finished writing, he couldn't help but say pitifully: "How did March 1st come so quickly!" I haven't played much yet, so why did I start school?! โ€

Liao Yong rarely agreed with his point of view, and nodded: "0301 is indeed not an auspicious number. โ€

If he hadn't chosen the start date, he would have won one more number in the lottery.

Gui Huan: "......"

Pressing the bell of class, Xu Bo finished making up all three articles after reading, and as a result, he was regarded as a model by the Chinese teacher and criticized them wildly in the Chinese class.

"Xu Bo, "Les Miserables" and "Wuthering Heights", why do you feel the same after reading these two books?"

Xu Bo stood up slowly, held back for a long time and said, "Teacher, I went to my grandmother's house during the holidays." โ€

Chinese teacher: "What does this have to do with your grandmother?" โ€

Xu Bo wanted to say that he had gone to his grandmother's house, but he had left the book at his own house...... In other words, these two impressions were made up by him, and he had no feelings, only thoughts.

But Xu Bo knew that if he told the truth, the teacher would punish him for standing.

Xu Bo scratched the edge of his pants and stammered: "My grandmother believes in Buddhism, she said...... Say, everything is false, the essence of things is the same, I read these two books...... I think they gave me the same impression. โ€

The Chinese teacher quietly looked at him and said with a sneer: "Then tell me what these two books are about." โ€

Xu Bo couldn't speak, and stood there stunned as a negative teaching material.

Behind him, Liao Yong leaned into Gui Huan's ear and whispered, "Me too, the two books have the same feelings." โ€

Gui Huan: "......"

Liao Yong said honestly: "I just can't understand it." โ€

Gui Huan: "...... So how do you write ? โ€

Liao Yong: "I don't know how Wang Sanbai wrote. โ€

Gui Huan couldn't help but think in his heart: Fortunately, Beicheng No. 3 Middle School took Liao Yong in, otherwise he would have to go to Fifty-third Middle School with this achievement.

In the last stage of the third year of junior high school, the atmosphere in the class was still a little different, and even Liao and Xu Bo began to write their homework seriously in self-study class.

Xu Bo is a miscellaneous study, and there is no way to see which book to catch.

Liao Yong basically only looked at mathematics, physics and chemistry, Chinese, and English, and was in a state of semi-abandonment, and he did not read at all except for his homework.

In his own words, he said, "I want to play to my strengths and abandon my weaknesses." โ€

After self-study next night, Gui Huan returned home.

The store is not busy today, Gui Huan's mother came back early, and while giving Gui Huan a hot meal, she said: "You recently studied on your own at night, and came back with Xiao Liao next door, don't go by yourself." โ€

Gui Huan: "What's wrong?" โ€

Could it be that something is going on again?

Gui Huan's mother frowned and said: "I heard Yang Hong say that one of her neighbors was working in a black car, saying that she saw a man some time ago, who was a little mentally ill, stripped naked in the middle of the night and set off firecrackers in the forest, as if he lived near our Tianfu Road. โ€

Gui Huan: ......

Her mother would never have guessed that the mental illness she was talking about was Liao Yong, who went to and from school with her.

Gui Huan's mother: "You have to be careful, you have to walk the road to and from school." โ€

Time flashed, and it came to the May Day Golden Week.

Liao Yong lay at home all morning, rolled from the bedroom to the cat climbing frame, and went to Gui Huan's house twice in the middle.

There was no one in Gui Huan's house, so she went to the fast food restaurant to help.

Liao Yong hesitated for a moment, and then jumped onto Gui Huan's futon.

He slipped his head into the quilt, exposed himself, and after a sharp suck, he fell asleep in a daze.

Wake up, two o'clock in the afternoon.

Liao Yong stretched out boredly, thought about it, and decided to go to Wang Sanbi.

Since Liao Yong entered the third year of junior high school, Wang Sanbi's schoolwork has increased day by day...... The lessons that were missed in junior high school were not made up for at all.

took the May Day homework, and Liao Yong went to Wang San's bakery.

Wang Sanbi's house is not far from his house, about a ten-minute walk, and you will arrive through the vegetable market. Going up to the fourth floor, Liao Yong knocked on the door.

There was a chaotic noise in the door, and it took thirty seconds for Wang San's cake to sound: "Who?" โ€

Liao: "Me." โ€

Hearing Liao Yong's voice, Wang Sanpan hurriedly opened the door.

At this time, Guang Tsai and Wang Sanpan were standing at the door, and the expressions on their faces looked unnatural: "Brother Liao, why are you here?" โ€

Liao Yong narrowed his eyes: "What were you two doing just now?" โ€

The two of them were stunned, and Guang Zai couldn't hide his words, and he didn't last more than five seconds under Liao Yong's sharp gaze, and said in a straight posture: "Look, watch the film." โ€

Liao Yong glanced at Wang Sanbi, took off his shoes and entered the house, where there was a small television and video player, which were second-hand goods purchased by Sanbi's mother.

The VCR was paused, the television was turned off, and a short sleeve was neatly placed on the bed next to it, which was extremely incongruous.

Liao Yong stepped forward and lifted his short sleeves, and saw the outer box of a video tape, on which were painted a man and a woman, whose name was "Childhood Sweethearts."

Liao Yong didn't understand why the reaction of the two was so strange, so he picked up the outer box and asked, "What are you talking about?" โ€

Wang Sanpan is the same age as Guangzai, and they are both at the age of the beginning of love, and it is normal for a seventeen-year-old boy with strong blood and strength to be curious about the edge tapes.

They had gotten acquainted with Longfur when they had been attending street events, so they bought two video tapes from him.

The content is not explicit, and the film mainly tells the โ–กโ–ก love story of a young boy and a girl, and there are only two minutes of intimate scenes in it.

But I couldn't stand Wang Sanbian and Guangzai's bite, and after two minutes of watching it back and forth, the video tape was about to burn.

It's not that they don't want to see more exciting, but unfortunately they can't get it.

When the two of them watched it, they invariably did not call Liao Yong.

Because although Liao Yong fights well, he seems to be born with a lack of roots and tendons, and he is not interested in this aspect. Wang Sanpan thought that he was too young to understand these things.