Kiss badly

Wen Hexi walked out of the classroom. His classroom was not far from the men's restroom. After he came out, he saw a boy watching the door of the men's restroom. Someone must be smoking secretly.

Wen Hexi also smokes.

In the past, there were customers who liked it, so he learned it, but he never bought it, and he always smoked other people's cigarettes.

When the boy watching from the toilet door saw Wen Hexi coming, he couldn't help despising Wen Hexi again in his heart.

Let's smoke again!

Wen Hexi ignored his contemptuous eyes, walked around him and entered the men's toilet. There was a tall boy in the back of the toilet who was puffing. When he saw Wen Hexi, he bared his teeth.

Wen Hexi hooked his index finger and middle finger together, and said, "Smoke."

The boy reluctantly handed over the cigarette.

Wen Hexi took out one and bit his mouth.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the boy jokingly said, "No fire."

Wen Hexi sneered, leaned closer, touched the two cigarettes, and borrowed a fire.

The boy was taken aback by his sudden action, blinked his eyes twice in a daze, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

"You fucking smoked me for more than a semester." The boy looked like a irascible lion cub.

Every time he loses his temper, Wen Hexi always wants to smooth his hair and rub his forehead. They have been smoking friends for more than a semester, and he is Wen Hexi's only friend in school.

Wen Hexi said confidently: "Wen Shuyan, I also helped you with homework several times."

Clerk said disdainfully: "I don't need someone to help me with my homework."

Wen Hexi spread her hands: "I don't have any money, so I just die, you can figure it out."

The clerk smiled angrily: "You rubbed off on other people's cigarettes, with this attitude, have you never been beaten to death?"

"I have to pay back." Wen Hexi took a puff of smoke, and looked at Shuyan's handsome face through the smoke, which was pleasing to the eye.

"How did you pay it back? Do your homework for others?" the secretary said.

Wen Hexi didn't answer. He rubbed other people's cigarettes but returned them with his mouth. Those bosses like to play.

Wen Shuyan was still waiting patiently for Wen Hexi's answer, but Wen Hexi didn't want to continue talking on this topic, so he ruthlessly threw out a sentence that hurt Wen Shuyan's chest: "Don't worry about how I paid it back, You'd better take care of yourself, Brother Yan, did you succeed in confessing your love?"

Wen Shuyan told him last week that he wanted to confess his love to the girl he liked on weekends, and it was already Monday. As for the result, judging from Wen Shuyan's reticence, it probably didn't work out, otherwise he would have quarreled with him long ago.

Sure enough, the document covered his chest, feeling distressed, and said unwillingly: "The more frustrated the man, the more courageous he becomes."

Wen Hexi pinched the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the sink, and continued: "Have you been defeated repeatedly?"

Wen Shuyan cursed: "Damn it, Wen Hexi, are you courting death?"

Wen Shuyan was so angry that he kicked Wen Hexi.

Wen Hexi hid quickly and ran away.

He felt that he might be a bit psychopathic, so he liked to tease the little lion, Wen Shuyan, watching him go crazy, and stroking him, the more painful Wen Shuyan was, the happier he was.

When returning to the classroom, at the door of the classroom, I met Chen Zhao talking to a pretty little girl, and she was doing her hands and feet.

This is already the seventh one he has seen.

It's only been a month since I transferred, and I've flirted with seven little girls. Does this Chen Zhao belong to the flower peacock?

Turn on the screen whenever you see someone.

And blocked the door, don't you know that good dogs don't block the way?

Wen Hexi put her hands in her pockets, faced the dog blocking the way, and said in a displeased tone, "Get out of the way."

Chen Zhao leaned against the door frame.

Stretch your legs.

He stepped on the door frame on the other side, with his legs in the air, and stopped Wen Hexi outside the classroom: "You call brother to listen, and I will let you in."

Wen Hexi sneered: "Do you believe that I kicked your leg?"

Wen Hexi's eyes were cold and without warmth. Facing Wen Hexi like this, Chen Zhao was a little timid, put down his legs, and didn't dare to stop Wen Hexi anymore, but he became more interested in Wen Hexi.

Wen Hexi entered the classroom, and he also followed, completely ignoring the little girl who just grabbed his hand.

Scumbag!

Wen Hexi silently despised Chen Zhao, ignoring his intentional conversation, lay down on the table, and buried her face.

He made it clear that he didn't want to talk to anyone, but Chen Zhao didn't give up, and poked his arm with a pen: "Return the pen to you."

Wen Hexi looked up.

Chen Zhao held two pens in his hands.

That kind of cheap one yuan black pen has several cracks on the body of the pen, and the tail and cap of the pen are worn to varying degrees. It is estimated that it has been used for a long time.

It's his pen.

"Don't expect me to return your pen." Wen Hexi stretched her hand into the desk bucket with a vigilant expression, and pressed the pen in the desk bucket.

It was snatched from Chen Zhao before.

He will not return the property to its original owner, if it is stolen, it will be his.

Chen Zhao was stunned, and said, "You don't need to return it, so don't you want your pen? Can you give it to me?"

Wen Hexi was slightly surprised, when did I say no more!Anyway, I bought it for two dollars.

He refused, "No."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the pen.

Chen Zhao avoided his hand: "Then give me back my pen."

Wen Hexi stared.

Chen Zhao blushed from his stare. He likes beautiful people, and he likes Wen Hexi who has personality, temper and beauty.

After all, Wen Hexi was reluctant to part with the new pen he just got, and he let go of his mouth: "You can take that broken pen if you want it."

Chen Zhao held the two pens that threatened his hands, and put them in the inner pocket of the school uniform as a treasure, and put them close to his body.

Seeing his actions, Wen Hexi couldn't help raising one eyebrow, thinking: There is something wrong with this person who doesn't worry about money, and two broken pens are so rare.

Chen Zhao put away the pen, but did not leave.

He pulled a chair to Wen Hexi's side, and asked, "By the way, where is your home? If you're on the way, let's go together after school?"

Wen Hexi made up a random one: "Over there on Jing'an Road."

Chen Zhao was pleasantly surprised: "We are on the way."

Wen Hexi immediately changed his words: "I remembered wrongly, it's on Jinbei Street."

Chen Zhao leaned towards Wen Hexi calmly: "We are also on the way."

If Wen Hexi hadn't known that Jing'an Road and Jinbei Street were one in the south and the other in the north, he might really have believed that Chen Zhao was really on the way.

Wen Hexi glanced at Chen Zhao: "These two places are one south and one north, are you sure you are on the way? Where is your home? Which direction?"

"It's in my house...anywhere is fine." Wen Hexi looked at Chen Zhao with a guilty conscience.

"But my house is in the southwest direction, so it's not the right way."

The bell rings.

Wen Hexi pushed Chen Zhao who kept getting closer to him impatiently: "Class is over."

Chen Zhao clutched his chest, his heartbeat was uncontrollable.

When Wen Hexi pushed him just now, he subconsciously protected the pen in his chest pocket, and Wen Hexi's hand happened to push his hand that was protecting his chest.

It feels so soft and slippery!

He didn't remember it for long.

When the teacher entered the classroom, seeing that Chen Zhao didn't return to his seat, he reprimanded him, "Chen Zhao, didn't you hear the bell? Go back to your seat!"

Chen Zhao answered absently, and returned to his seat.