Spoiled stand-in escapes

In front of the single dormitory is a lush grove, and the trees inside are irrigated by all kinds of young youth all the year round.

In the unfinished summer, there are still many mosquitoes, active in the front line, catching blood on the white and tender skin that is exposed outside, and it can't stop the hearts of long-lost couples fighting in the open air on the ground.

Eric is now nesting in the woods. Of course, his situation is different from others. He is a single dog without a partner.

Spraying expensive high-end branded men's perfume on such a night is undoubtedly a good way to "attract insects and mosquitoes".

The little follower, Aji, watched Eric slap blood on his hands, and after a while, his hands, which were originally impenetrable, were comparable to Li Mochou's bloody palm prints in martial arts novels.

Others made a crisp sound when they leaned against the tree trunk not far away, and Eric also slapped.

It's just that the lovers are discussing the great harmony of life. He is completely bitten and jumps, constantly slapping mosquitoes on his face and body.

Aji stood by and looked at his elder brother, who was madly bitten by mosquitoes, and silently offered him a crystal clear green magic bottle.

"Eric, just rub it on, it works, the mosquitoes don't even bite me."

"What?" Eric glanced at the somewhat crude packaging, displeased.

"The English name is sixgod, and the Chinese name is Liushen Hualushui."

The person who was sitting on the side, dressed in delicate clothes and pretending to be B for a long time, looked at Aki next to him as if he saw a mentally retarded person, and he gritted his molars in righteous indignation and said:

"Don't wipe it! Why am I here today! This thing will lower my grade."

Aji silently put the Liushen toilet water back into his bag, and said with a constipated face:

"I think you are a little too anxious? It will take a day or two to fix the scene of the hero saving the beauty. Who knows where Wen Jian has gone, and it is guaranteed that he will not come back tonight."

"What do you know, you have to start early, or people won't be able to catch you."

Aji sat on the stone bench. Although he was not bitten by the insect, he was not very comfortable for half a day.

The passionate age was forced to listen, and the less reserved classmates not far away sang happily in the distance.

Even if we don't see each other for two months during the summer vacation, can't you go and open a room?

Is the open-air seating so surprising and exciting?If he has a partner, he has to try.

The voices not far away came one after another, and the waves were stronger than the waves. A clear and sharp slap hit Eric's face, and there was a pool of red blood again.

Aki saw his handsome and striking elder brother turned into a pig's head with blood and bruises all over his face.

It was already [-]:[-] in the evening, only to hear a reminder from Eric: "Here, come, hurry up and flirt with him."

Aki said with a heartbroken face, "I think... let's forget about it today."

The person who was bitten for a long time almost turned his face on the spot, "What's the matter with you? I have worked so hard to suffer such a big punishment, and you boy will temporarily retreat for me?"

Aki lowered his head and took out a small mirror for him, "Your image doesn't seem like a hero..."

There was a long silence among the people who were forced to look in the mirror. It wasn't until today's prey, Wen Jian, walked into the dormitory that he realized that he held his miserable face in both hands and coughed lightly: "Let's go."

Wen Jian was tossed and tossed for a long time, and fell on the bed limp all over. The bed at home was comfortable, soft and big.

He lay on the bed and took out his mobile phone, and found a photo of Gu Ciyuan that he secretly took from the album.

It was taken secretly by the man when he was busy working on the computer in the study.

The man who works hard is particularly attractive, his whole body exudes a serious and rigorous charm, and his whole body seems to be covered with a layer of light.

One of the people lying on the bed smirked at a photo for half an hour uncontrollably.

If it wasn't for a phone call, this nympho would not know when he would commit the crime.

Wen Xiangliang didn't call him easily. Wen Jian was a little surprised and immediately connected the phone.

"Hey, Dad."

"Little Jane, come back quickly, your mother is going to hang herself! I can't do it here!"

Wen Jian jumped up from the bed, even if it was not raised by his parents, but it was his own parents, so he naturally took it to heart.

"What happened? Dad, I'm living in school now. Wait a minute. I'll see if I can ask for leave to go back."

The man on the other end of the phone looked extremely helpless, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, I can't see your mother anymore."

Wen Jian put down the phone, put on his shoes, and ran downstairs. He wondered if he could talk to the life teacher, or call the counselor to ask for a day off.

Unexpectedly, just as she walked to the second floor, she received a call from Chacha, and Wen Jian hurriedly answered it.

Hearing the sound of coming downstairs on the other end of the phone, Wen Chacha whispered, "Brother, just say that the school won't let you go, don't come back, at least procrastinate and don't come back tonight."

Wen Jian slowed down and asked, "What's going on? Dad said our mother was going to commit suicide."

The person on the other end of the phone snorted indifferently and contemptuously: "Do you really believe that she will seek death? Didn't she do it when someone found out and stopped her in time when she drank medicine and hanged herself? The trick of hanging three times has been tried and tested!"

It's actually a little inappropriate for a daughter to say that about her own mother.

Wen Jian pursed her lips and frowned, "Don't say that, Mom is not the kind of person who just looks for trouble."

Wen Chacha smiled wryly, "Don't you remember that when we were young, she quarreled with Dad and carried the two of us to hit a train!"

Wen Jian's elder brother is one year older than Wen Chacha, but his memory was not very good when he was a child. He vaguely heard about it from adults, so he didn't have much memory.

"You listen to me about this matter. It's useless for you to come. Anyway, since we were young, the two of us couldn't talk in front of my mother at all. Wen Fan is her treasure."

"But mother..."

"Brother! Can you be a little rebellious like me? You are so easy to be manipulated by others! Mom just makes it clear that she will not give up if she doesn't achieve her goal. She just cries and nothing will happen. If you don't worry about it, you can have it tomorrow." Come back when you are free! I have to go back quickly, hang up first!"

There was a busy tone on the phone.

Wen Jian stood on the stairs in a daze for a while, then called Wen Xiangliang back.

"Dad, the school has regulations. Freshmen are not allowed to go out. I called the counselor to ask for leave but was not approved. Tomorrow, I will go back after class tomorrow!"

There were several complaints from the other end of the phone, and Song Yun's desperate crying, and Wen Jian hung up the phone.