Meet Allure

Mu Qingyang's original thought was like this.

From the observation of various signs in Wencheng (not very careful observation [emphasis underlined]), based on Mu Qingyang's experience with students, it is not difficult to analyze that there is an unknown and untouchable part of Wencheng's heart The shadow most likely comes from the family, and it is more likely that his sexuality is not accepted by the family.So, even though Mu Qingyang doesn't have much contact with Wencheng, he generally knows what kind of person Wencheng is. Like many rebellious children, the more you rebel against him, the more he wants to tease you. If you If the attitude towards him is the same as others treat him, he will gradually feel bored.

that's all!

When Mu Qingyang uttered the three-hearted words, it only occupied 30.00% of his consideration.

Mu Qingyang deeply regretted that he didn't control the other 70.00%, put on his coat, wrapped the change and keys in his pockets, and picked up the mobile phone that was thrown on the sofa.

Wencheng replied.

Gong Feijun: Yes, it is indeed easy to catch cold in such weather.I also feel a little cold when you say that, and the house seems to be full of fabrics, so I have to burn it too.

……

In Mu Qingyang's heart, [-] grass-mud horses galloped past.

The sum of what he was wearing that day must have exceeded six hundred and seven.

Yinglu_Shangyang: The master is the master, and the heating methods are extravagant.

Gong Feijun: Huh?Didn't I learn it from you?

Yinglu_Shangyang: How can my [-] compare with the fabric of Dashen's house.

Gong Feijun: Oh...meaning the ones here are a little bit more expensive than six hundred and seven?

Yinglu_Shangyang: That’s right [Rabbit], everything in the Great God’s house must be lit, and it must be better than ordinary people’s.

When Wen Cheng saw these words, the water that had just entered spewed out uncontrollably.

Wen Cheng finally stopped replying in seconds, and Mu Qingyang guessed that he was finally disgusted with him, so he put the phone back in his pocket contentedly, and stuffed his hands into the pocket without missing a beat.

The canteen downstairs is run by a family, both of them are good people, and there is a daughter who is preparing for the high school entrance examination, she is very friendly, Mu Qingyang often sees her when buying cigarettes here, and the two of them can still talk.It's winter vacation now, and there is only a little girl looking after the store in the canteen, so Mu Qingyang just walked over with his hands in his pockets, "Old rules."

"Yuxi, right?" The little girl took a cigarette from the cigarette cabinet with one hand, and looked at Mu Qingyang with her chin propped on the other hand, "Mr. Mu, you didn't come back the night before, but you came back very late last night... yes Didn't you go fooling around with your girlfriend?"

Mu Qingyang took the cigarette and lit one, feeling at ease, and spit out a puff of smoke ring on the little girl's face, "It's a long time ago."

Who knew that the little girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said quickly: "So you went to fool around with your boyfriend's house?"

Mu Qingyang took a puff of cigarette stuck in his throat, couldn't move up and down, and coughed several times while leaning on the cigarette cabinet, and threw a piece of [-] in front of the girl, "You don't need to look for it." After finishing speaking, he didn't look at anyone With one glance, he turned around and went upstairs.

As soon as he walked around the corner, the phone in his pocket vibrated slightly.

Mu Qingyang took out his mobile phone to check, it was Wen Cheng's reply.

Gong Feijun: Muxiao fans, since you love me so much and worship me so much, why don't you follow me?

Firefly Law_Shang Yang: I can’t fall asleep when I turn on the lights at night.

Gong Feijun: Huh?

Yinglu_Shang Yang: The Buddha light on the Great God is too bright, I am afraid that if I pay attention to the Great God, the dazzling light of the Great God will crawl to my house along the network cable, and I will lose sleep. [Wronged]

Gong Feijun: ...

As soon as the six points came out, Mu Qingyang couldn't help laughing.The voice-activated lights in the corridor still do not turn on without beeping. Mu Qingyang leaned on the handrail of the stairs, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and the ash of the cigarette inadvertently shook off. A spot of scorching red became the only light source in the stairwell, and the smoke rose with the wind. Floating away, just like Mu Qingyang's irritated mood, disappeared.

The clock is ticking.

Courseware is still in progress.

Half of the second issue of "It's Better Not to Meet Allure" has been recorded.

@火律_尚阳 still hasn’t followed @公非君.

The private message on February 2 has no follow-up.

The student party has started school.

Life continues.

On the first day of the report, Mu Qingyang was called by the class teacher to help in the class. Looking at the students with dark circles and exhausted appearance, Mu Qingyang yawned. There is a sex scene in the second issue of "It's Better Not to Meet Alluring Colors", Mu Qingyang's voice is always hard to get through, Liu Qiqi backed out three times, it is estimated that her husband is not at home on a business trip and has a bad temper, last night he has to record everything until she is satisfied, Mu Qingyang just panted for two hours, and fell asleep at 02:30 in the evening.

"Morning, Teacher Mu." Wang Yuheng passed by Mu Qingyang weakly.

Mu Qingyang felt drowsy when he saw it. He grabbed Wang Yuheng's back collar with one hand and pulled him back, "Last night, did you copy your homework all night again?"

Who didn't have a quirky boy who loved to argue with the teacher in his school days?Wang Yuheng is one of them.

Wang Yuheng immediately regained his energy, and said with a laugh: "I don't copy anyone else's physics. I must have finished the physics by myself. Teacher Mu, you must believe me."

Mu Qingyang smiled cordially, and patted Wang Yuheng on the shoulder, "I'd rather you copy physics." The writing was so messy that Mu Qingyang had to study for more than ten minutes every time he changed his homework.

When the students were almost seated, it was the head teacher's class meeting time as usual, Mu Qingyang had nothing to do, Mu Qingyang watched the group of students outside the classroom for a while, and then slowly returned to the office.

The next table to Mu Qingyang is a female teacher who is a few years older than him. Her surname is Luo. She has been teaching longer than Mu Qingyang. Take it seriously.

Teacher Luo held the teacup in his hand, glanced at Mu Qingyang, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Mu is different when he is young. Like the students, he always has dark circles under his eyes when he starts school."

"I was working on the courseware last night." Mu Qingyang pulled out his chair and sat down, turned on his laptop, "I didn't pay attention to the time."

Now Teacher Luo didn't say anything, and turned around to do his own thing.

Although Teacher Luo didn't say anything, but she was here, and Mu Qingyang was very uncomfortable sneaking around, so he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Luo...don't you have to go to class for a class meeting?"

Teacher Luo just smiled, with a sense of superiority in his smile: "The top class, the superiors pay special attention to it, and let the dean give them a class meeting today."

"Oh, it's amazing." Mu Qingyang said flatly...hehe.

Wen Cheng laughed so hard that his flowers trembled.

Chu Mo's face is like the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Xiao Zheng was full of righteousness.

Chu Mo couldn't help but slapped the table, gritted his teeth and said, "Wencheng, if you laugh again, I'll deduct the bonus!"

Wen Cheng immediately stopped laughing, but his face was still smiling, with his fingertips resting on the corners of his eyes, casually seducing people like Daji.

Chu Mo was still upset, but at least Wen Cheng was saving face, so he turned his head and glared at Xiao Zheng.

Speaking of which, the last time Chu Mo asked Wen Cheng to discuss business, Wen Cheng sternly refused, Chu Mo gave up and said to find someone else.

And Xiao Zheng is that other person.

Xiao Zheng was even more unconvinced after being looked at by Chu Mo, "Am I doing something wrong? As a literary worker, I like to go to those colorful and unhealthy places. He even groped other girls, so I beat him up." What's wrong! It's cheap for me to beat him!"

"Pfft." Wen Cheng couldn't help it again, Chu Mo glanced coldly at this side, Wen Cheng covered his mouth with his hands, and turned his head to care about the green girl in front of his computer.

"Let me ask you." Chu Mo took a very, very deep breath and asked, grinding his teeth, "What did that girl do at that time?"

Xiao Zheng: "Twisting and twisting!"

Chu Mo: "What do you think it means for a girl who is being groped to still twist around?"

Xiao Zheng: "She's not feeling well!"

Chu Mo choked up, and asked again: "What did that girl say at that time?"

Xiao Zheng: "No!"

Chu Mo hesitated a little.

"Did she say that," Wen Cheng stroked Lv Mei's leaves, suppressed a smile in his throat, and said with a choked voice, "No! It's disgusting!"

Xiao Zheng's eyes lit up: "Yes! That's the tone! She even called a villain!"

Chu Mo looked up to the sky exhausted.

Wen Cheng slapped the table and laughed.

Xiao Zheng's upright face turned blank, "Is there anything wrong with what I just said?"

"No," Chu Mo rubbed his temples with a headache, and said wearily, "You didn't do anything wrong, it's the world that made the mistake. Go back and continue your translation."

Xiao Zheng left, Wen Cheng was still laughing.

When Wen Cheng was almost done laughing, Chu Mo asked quietly, "Is it funny?"

"It's okay." Wen Chengshou also collected it neatly, and turned to study the text on the computer with a serious and serious expression.

Chu Mo rested his hands on Wen Cheng's shoulders resentfully, "I don't care."

Wen Cheng sighed, flicked on Lumei's fat leaves, and compromised: "I want a bonus."

"Of course!" Chu Mo's eyes lit up, "The bonus is easy to talk about. Anyway, you have to take care of these two books. I don't care who or who you ask, and finish it within this month."

... This is life-threatening.

Wen Cheng gritted his teeth: "Okay."