After falling in love with the exhibits of the ghost museum

Ji'er shook his head and said, "Wu Qinluo will burn incense if he is not bullied by Xiao Mozi."

Lu Hanchen's eyes were frosty, and he held his shoulder tightly: "Where did the Wu family touch you?"

The sexy chest muscles almost hit the eyeballs, and Mo Louxin choked for breath.

Ever since he learned that Lu Hanchen was his lifelong lover, he was easily influenced by his male hormones.

Xue Shen looked nervous and angry, his heart gradually settled down, and a trace of indescribable sweetness emerged.

Even if the world is changed, the boss is still the boss.

Mo Louxin coughed lightly, but she couldn't exile herself because she wanted to be with him.

Lu Hanchen saw that he was silent, and the anger in his chest grew stronger. Worried that he would be hurt by the Wu family, he went to undress him.

Mo Louxin was torn apart in a daze.

Ji'er covered his face: "The boss is indeed a boss, tear his clothes and sneak away."

Mo Louxin: "It's the same as before."

Ji'er sullenly said: "Oh, I went back to the museum in my last life, I really don't know." Suddenly screamed strangely: "Wait a minute! If you two are going to do something, let me know first, I'm afraid of being bounced away, you You have to die yourself."

Mo Louxin paused, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that this was the reason why he was able to stay with Shao Ruiyan in the last life.

Hearing the other party's heavy breathing, he didn't care to think carefully, and hurriedly stopped Lu Hanchen: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Lu Hanchen was shocked by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and his blood boiled all over his body.

With obsessed eyes, Lu Hanchen's fingertips slowly stroked the beautiful boy's face: "It's so beautiful."

Fine.

This is a confession.

Seeing that he was going to do something wrong, Mo Louxin went up to him and kissed him.

In the next second, the two changed bodies.

Facing his own body, both the flames of the body and the soul were extinguished with a bang.

Wupi Lu Hanchen with chest tightness: "..."

Mo Louxin: "Has Lu Xueshen calmed down?"

Lu Hanchen is calm now, at least on the surface.

Lu Pi Mo Louxin sat on Lu Hanchen's bed, "I just saw the Wu family thoroughly, and I don't want to have any further contact with them."

Lu Hanchen pursed his lips: "What happened?"

Shaking her head, Mo Louxin said, "There is no expectation, no trust, only parents who take advantage of you."

All the longing left was distress, and Lu Hanchen wrote down the Wu family.

He reached out to hug him, thought for a while and kissed him: "Don't think about it, my father likes you very much, you can be his son."

Lu Hanchen's body is much stronger than Wu Fuchi's, so he switched back as expected, hugging the slender person comfortably.

Sighing in satisfaction, he loved the feeling of skin-to-skin contact more and more.

Mo Louxin was speechless. What this guy meant was not that the head of the Lu family took in his adopted son, but that he wanted him to recognize his father-in-law.

Ji'er complained silently: "I think the boss wants you to recognize him as your father-in-law."

Mo Louxin was speechless.

classroom.

Mo Louxin leaned to one side, sipping milk, smiled at Lu Xueshen who was wiping the two of them, and ordered: "Wipe the left side again."

Lu Hanchen glanced at him, and wiped it again obediently.

Patting his generous shoulder, Mo Louxin handed him a toffee: "Good performance, Master Wu will reward you."

Lu Hanchen laughed and said angrily, "Thank you."

Mo Louxin sat lazily by the window, sucked hard, and the milk box shriveled immediately.

The classmates have long been used to the closeness of the two of them, but when they saw it today, they were shocked. It turned out that the man of the hour can be even clingier.

Hongmao wiped his face and was forced to eat another bowl of dog food.

Old Liu came early in the morning, his face was radiant and full of energy: "Hello, classmates."

Zimao stood up and said, "Hi, chief, serve the people!"

Old Liu didn't care at all, and waved his hand: "Sit down and sit down. This time, our mid-term grades are very good! In this joint school exam, our school ranked first and second in the city!"

Many students already knew their grades, and their small eyes unconsciously glanced at the two big men.

Old Liu sonorously: "Wu Fuchi scored 748 points, the first in the city! Lu Hanchen ranked second with 747 points! Everyone applaud!"

Mo Louxin's cheeks puffed up slightly, "The god of learning is worthy of being a god of learning, I have to work harder."

Wu Fuchi's grades were answered by Lu Hanchen, and this number one is still a student.

Lu Hanchen suggested: "Go to my house at night, I have sorted out a lot of foreign classics suitable for you to read."

Mo Louxin nodded.

The god of learning is still the god of learning.Wu Fuchi also improved his grades crazily in the past month. One or two times it was a coincidence that made people suspect, but now they have completely believed it.Wu Fuchi has really risen. He has transformed from an inexperienced scumbag into a new god of learning.

Old Liu waved his hand: "The papers are handed out, you should take a look first, Lu Hanchen and Wu Fuchi, you two come with me."

Entering Lao Liu's office again, Mo Louxin was in a different mood.

Old Liu looked at Mo Louxin complicatedly: "Is it really due to a month's work?"

Mo Louxin smiled: "I used to be very desperate. I naively thought that this way I could get the care and love of my parents. Obviously, I was wrong. I saw two pairs of colder eyes and countless ridicules. , the bigger the mistake."

Old Liu's eyes widened, Lu Hanchen's face suddenly darkened, and he made another note to the Wu family.

Mo Louxin looked sideways and smiled at Lu Hanchen: "It was he who woke me up, my life belongs to me, and I was such an idiot in the past."

Desperately wanting to hug him and comfort him, Lu Hanchen held his hand tightly: "Little cat."

The two smiled at each other.

Old Liu's face turned green and pale, and he also felt infinite sympathy for Wu Fuchi.

Mo Louxin nodded firmly: "Teacher, I will participate in this math competition to prove myself."

Lao Liu was very moved, but the words of praise stuck in his throat.

Mo Louxin clenched two fists: "1 yuan! Here I come!!"

A smile flashed across, Lu Hanchen nodded: "I will help you too."

Mo Louxin tilted her head: "Of course, if I win, treat you to dinner. If you win, treat me!"

Lu Hanchen nodded without hesitation: "Please eat 1 yuan."

Mo Louxin: "That's a month's worth of food. It's a waste to eat so much in one meal."

Lu Hanchen complied with a smile.

Old Liu was dumbfounded: "Uh..."

Mo Louxin: "Teacher, what about the registration form, let's fill it out now."

Lao Liu said "Oh", and found two competition registration forms, and said earnestly: "Wu Fuchi, if you have any difficulties, tell the teacher, the teacher will definitely help you. As long as you calm down and study hard, you will definitely be able to do so in the future." will stand out."

Nodding, Mo Louxin thanked him sincerely.

Old Liu also instructed: "Although this is a city-level league, those with excellent results will be promoted to participate in provincial competitions, national competitions, and even world competitions. Don't take it lightly."

Mo Louxin thought for a while, and his eyes lightened slightly: "How much is the bonus?"

"Naturally. The country has six figures, and when it comes to the World Series, the prize money will be seven figures." Old Liu replied.

Mo Louxin's cat pupils stared round, her eyes sparkling: "Participate!"

The corners of Lao Liu's mouth twitched slightly: You are a good student and a philistine.

Wu Zichen pondered at home for two days, and as expected, he came to school with a dark face and secretly observed the disappointing eldest son.

During the lunch break, he unexpectedly saw his son cuddling with a boy.

Wu Zichen's eyes widened in disbelief: "Wu Fuchi!"

A student came over and looked at him in surprise: "Uncle, do you know the grassroots of our class?"

Wu Zichen's eyes flickered slightly, "Wu Fuchi is in your class? I am his father, come and see him, how is he in class?"

The student lowered his eyes: "Wu Fuchi is number one this time. Although some people say that his grades are falsified, I believe him."

Wu Zichen frowned: "Do you know the boy next to him? What's the relationship?"

Student Gu Zuo said to him: "He is also a classmate in our class. What is the relationship between them, I, I don't know..."

Wu Zichen's eyes burst into flames: "Are they a couple?"

The student exclaimed and ran away: "I, I don't know, uncle, I have to go to eat, goodbye!"

Wu Zichen's eyes flickered, and his face suddenly turned ferocious: "Nizi, this damned Nizi! I should have strangled him then!"

The student turned left and right into an alley, took off his school uniform, and smoked a cigarette.

Within a few minutes, Wu Qinluo walked over with a smile: "You did a good job, this is your reward."

The cuteness disappeared, and the young man with a cigarette in his mouth was gasping: "Little baby, you are really a snake and a scorpion, and you can frame your own brother. Are you afraid that he will be deposed?"

Wu Qinluo: "It would be better for him to live than to die. How can he be better than me? Fortunately, I seized his handle to make him degenerate and be rejected by his parents. It's just that the uncontrolled puppet should be destroyed once and for all. .”

Boy: "Then Lu Hanchen has a background, aren't you afraid that your father will offend him?"

Wu Qinluo's face turned black: "You don't need to worry about this!"

As soon as the person left, the sluggish young man threw away the cigarette butt without hesitation, changed his face again, and became lifeless.He slowly took out a voice recorder from his pocket, made a cold arc, and dialed the phone.

Lu Hanchen, who was watching the kitten eating steamed buns, received a call, and his smiling eyes instantly set off a stormy sea.

Mo Louxin raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

Lu Hanchen quickly collected his emotions: "Another drawer of buns?"

Mo Louxin happily agreed.

Three days passed by like a shuttle, but in Wu Zichen's eyes, the days seemed like years, and he didn't close his eyes for three whole days.

Wu Qinluo was full of worry: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Zichen's face turned blue: "Tell me, what happened to your brother at school? How could he be gay?!"

His face faded instantly, and Wu Qinluo took a step back, biting his lower lip and trembling: "I'm sorry, I, I don't know..." He screamed and curled up on the ground with his head in his arms: "No, I really don't know! Trust me , I don’t know anything, I don’t know, I don’t know!”

The angry Wu Zichen was stunned, his face changed suddenly: "What's wrong with you? Xiao Qin?"

With tears all over his face, Wu Qinluo said tremblingly, "Dad, save me!"

Wu Zichen was anxious: "What happened? What happened to you?"

Wu Qinluo shook his head and wept silently.

After Wu Zichen comforted him for a while, Wu Qinluo slowly revealed the truth. He discovered that his brother's sexuality was threatened by his brother's photo.

Wu Zichen's eyes were red, and his veins twitched violently: "Wu Fuchi! You are so good!!!"

Wu Qinluo's cheeks were pale, and he grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Dad, brother also has no choice but to help me delete the photo..."

Wu Zichen: "Fart! I have to beat Wu Fuchi to death!"

Seeing his father rushing out of the house in a murderous spirit, Wu Qinluo slowly wiped away his tears and sat up with a sinister smile.

"Fight with me, Wu Fuchi! I want your life to be worse than death!"

"Oh, the little baby is as cruel as ever. We meet again." A frivolous laughter came from behind his head, Wu Qinluo's pupils shrank suddenly, he turned around and fell to the ground, his eyes were horrified: "Why did you appear in my house?" ?!"

The boy was smoking an unlit cigarette: "It's very easy. After all, I'm a killer."

Wu Qinluo's eyes widened, and a terrible thought came into his mind: "Killer?! Who sent you?"

The killer smiled, and slowly took out his gun: "Baby, don't mention these annoying things, let's play around."

Wu Qinluo turned around and ran, "Help, help!"

But he only ran a few steps when he was hit in the back of the head and passed out.

With his hands in his hands, the killer watched him fall to the ground with a bruised nose and face, and then swept him away like a trash.

Jumping into the car, the killer waved his hand in disgust: "I leave it to you, I will report to the young master."

Several men glanced at Wu Qinluo, "Is this the guy who framed Mrs. Young? Fourth, turn on the camera, let's get to work!"

Wu Qinluo opened his eyes dizzily, only feeling hot all over his body: "I..."

Wu Zichen, who had just rushed out of the house, received a call from his subordinate before his car arrived at the school, "What did you say?!"

Wu Zichen yelled: "The bid failed? Didn't it mean that we won it safely? How could it fail?!"