The Price of Rebirth [System]

[Ding Dong—the mission target "Fu Jun" appears, and the current favorability is -30%, which is a huge challenge for the host!Please don't cry stand up and fuck! ~]

"Fu Jun?"

How could he be here?

Zhang Chongji ignored the squeaking voice in his head, his black eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the student who suddenly appeared in front of him with some surprise.

He was leaning lazily on the bar next to him with a cigarette in his mouth, but the collar of his black shirt was not buttoned up. Looking from this direction, he could see his beautiful collarbone and sexy complexion.

He ignored Zhang Chongji's question, and looked at the man who was planning to do something wrong with his long and narrow eyes, but there was a kind of stern aura.

"Huh? Uncle, can't you touch people who don't know me?"

Zhang Chongji was speechless.

When did he become the man of this rogue student?

"Fu, Fu Jun?"

But he seemed to have known him a long time ago, the man seemed quite surprised by his appearance, his face changed suddenly, and finally turned into a face with vague fear, and his eyes dodged from time to time.

"roll."

The imposing manner of a word made the man get up in a hurry, and stumbled away.

What is this guy from?Gangster?

This time Zhang Zhongji woke up from his dazed drunkenness, squinting his eyes and looking at the man in front of him without any trace.

Let him guard a gangster so that he can live happily ever after?Want to kill him?

"I can't imagine that a dignified university teacher would get drunk in a gay bar. Teacher, do you think you haven't exposed enough?"

Fu Jun raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand to take a sip of the beautiful wine glass, and looked at Zhang Chongji with ironic and playful eyes.

Gay right?

Zhang Chongji was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to say such a sentence.

Subconsciously looking around, Zhang Chongji slowly realized that there were men sitting around in twos and threes, and some of them were hugging and kissing passionately in the corner, but the corner was too dark to be obvious.

Zhang Chongji's face instantly became ugly.

How can I meet him every time in such a situation?

"Don't just talk about me, classmate Fu Jun, what about you?" Zhang Chongji quickly controlled his facial expression, calmly raised his wine glass and looked at him with corners of his mouth bent, "As a college student, I hang around in gay bars at night. Doesn't seem too good?"

"So what? I'm innocent." Fu Jun leaned close to Zhang Chongji's ear and murmured in a low voice with a mocking smile, "Why would I be hugged by a strange man like a teacher again? "

"..." Zhang Chongji frowned to avoid the warm breath, his tone was calm, "I wonder if you made a mistake, I just entered here by accident."

"Really." Raising his eyebrows undeniably, Fu Jun stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Chongji's chin, forcing him to look up at him, "But I think those men around are really a little bit eager to move towards the teacher."

"..." Zhang Chongji looked at him coldly, pursed his lips and shook off his hand that was restraining his chin.

"That's the expression." Unexpectedly, the strength in Fu Jun's hand became stronger and stronger, and Zhang Chongji's jaw was a little painful from being clamped, and he couldn't help frowning.

"This expression looks much more comfortable than the fake smile that day."

[Ding Dong——Gain 5% of the favorability of the target character "Fu Jun", and the current favorability is -25%.Wow, host Sang, what kind of death rhythm is this? NoDoNoDie, host-san! ! 】

Although Zhang Chongji was a little surprised by the sudden increase in favorability at this time, it didn't show on the surface.

He had long thought of changing a disguise to get close to Fu Jun, but he didn't expect that he would actually suit his own taste.

Should this be a good thing or a bad thing?

Shaking off the hand that was pinning his chin, Zhang Zhongji didn't look at him again, and turned around to pick up the wine glass by himself.

Fu Jun didn't speak, and just sat beside him, humming an unknown melody.

"Thank you just now."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zhongji finally spoke.

His eyes remained where he was, and his fingertips stroked the rim of the wine glass, but his tone did not show any gratitude.

"It's all because you're bored, you're thinking too much, teacher." Fu Jun lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then slowly exhaled a smoke ring, "If you're in a bad mood next time, you will be killed by someone [Che Lun] 】【Female Gan】I don't care about it either."

This guy……

Zhang Chongji frowned in disgust.

"Oh, by the way, was that punch I had last time very powerful?" Fu Jun leaned closer again as he said this, squinting at the corner of Zhang Chongji's mouth, "Tsk, it's almost as good as it looks, if you don't look carefully, you can really see it I can't come out, so it's because I shot too lightly?"

His black eyes flickered, and Zhang Zhongji snorted coldly.

Recalling the last incident, Zhang Chong could not help narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"You really do need to be brainwashed."

Fu Jun paused in his smoking gesture, looked at Zhang Chongji with some surprise, and then said with a sarcasm, "Tsk, why, didn't you get enough punches from me last time?"

"You are too limited in everything, and you have confined your own thoughts in the way of others," Zhang Chongji said with a cold expression, ignoring Fu Jun's words, tapping the bar with his fingers rhythmically, "This is important for you in the future. The way is unfavorable."

"Tsk, I don't need you to teach me yet." Fu Jun irritably stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, with a little cruelty in his eyes.

"I'm your teacher."

"Tch—are you joking?" Fu Jun raised his eyebrows and sneered, with a sarcasm on his lips, "Even if you are my old man, you have no right to control me."

"It's really rotten wood." Zhang Chongji laughed when he said this, but the serious and indifferent words just now seemed to be joking.

Fu Jun was also taken aback when he saw this smile, and quickly turned his head away with a click of his tongue.

There was another silence between the two, but there was no embarrassment as expected.

Shaking the nearly melting ice in the wine glass, Zhang Chongji raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said a word slowly.

"Do you have a car?"

"Why?" Fu Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at him with some amusement.

"send me home."

"I drank." Fu Jun teased, raising the cup in his hand.

"It doesn't matter." After uttering these three words, Zhang Chongji stood up, straightened the creases of his clothes, and moved slowly but gracefully like a son-in-law, "You pay for the wine."

After that, he left without looking back.

Surprisingly, Fu Jun actually obediently paid for the drink, left the coat on the side behind him, and followed carelessly.

The unassuming red color, smooth body lines, Fu Jun's Porsche is very handsome.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhang Chongji raised his eyebrows while playing with the Buddhist bead pendant on the front window.

"The car is nice."

Fu Jun didn't say anything about this, he just started the engine and put his slender fingers on the steering wheel.

"address?"

"No. 789, Huangyuan District, Chunyuan Road."

"Tsk, it's really reported. The teacher is really rude. Aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"

"You're not so boring." Glancing at Fu Jun, Zhang Zhongji frowned impatiently, "Drive."

Fu Jun shrugged and just said, "Fasten your seat belt."

The car was driving on the highway, and the night was getting darker, only the sound of wheels rubbing against each other was heard, Zhang Chongji raised his eyes to look at the men driving around, and pursed his lips.

The profile of his face from the side is very deep like a sculpture, the smooth lip line is connected under the handsome nose, and the line of the chin is very beautiful, one can't help but guess that it should be a very suitable curve for kissing.

As if he didn't notice that Zhang Chongji was sizing him up, Fu Jun just focused on looking forward and turned his steering wheel skillfully.

Zhang Chongji turned his head to look out of the window, his gaze stayed in the receding night, and his thoughtful white face was reflected on the window glass.

The atmosphere of silence diffused in the workshop, and Zhang Chongji suddenly felt that he was relaxed at this moment, without any pretense and deliberate pandering, it was not Wu Jing, he was just himself at this moment——Zhang Chongji.

He suddenly felt very funny. He obviously hated the person next to him, but he had to approach him with a personality that was almost similar to his true face. Maybe he had already exposed his true personality in every gesture. Could it be that Isn't it a very ironic thing?

A car is different from a bus. In only ten minutes, Fu Jun drove into the community where Zhang Chongji lived.

Slowly parking the car under Zhang Chongji's building, Fu Jun turned off the engine.

"Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Chongji opened the door and wanted to get out of the car, but unexpectedly the door was locked.

"I want to get out of the car."

With his palm on the door handle, Zhang Chongji turned his head and looked straight at Fu Jun.

"Goodbye, teacher." Fu Jun raised his eyebrows, leaned on the driver's seat with his lips curled up, with an expression of ignorance.

"Unlock the car."

"Huh? The car is not locked."

Talk nonsense with your eyes open.

Zhang Chongji sneered in his heart, and was about to reach out to press the car lock button over there, but Fu Jun grabbed his wrist.

"Teacher, it's not good to touch things in someone's car. It's a shame that I sent you home. Maybe you should give me a little thank you?"

Zhang Chongji narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a touch of impatience: "I said I——wanted—to get off—the car."

"Teacher," Fu Jun lifted Zhang Chongji's chin teasingly, with flirtatious eyes and a playful tone, "How about letting you get out of the car after just kissing me?"

Zhang Chongji looked at him for a moment and smiled slowly, the corners of his mouth curved softly and docilely.

"it is good."

Fu Jun froze for a moment, his eyes gradually darkened, and the corners of his mouth grew wider.

"I'm not kidding, sir."

Zhang Chongji didn't say much, he just closed his eyes and sent the red lips over.

Seeing those seductive lips getting closer and closer, Fu Jun felt irritated for some reason.

No, he shouldn't have reacted like this, and things shouldn't have developed like this, but he doesn't know exactly what it should be like.

On the way to send Zhang Chongji home, in fact, Fu Jun had already noticed the way he was sizing him up, and that kind of eyes that seemed to be sizing up his prey actually made Fu Jun feel very enjoyable.

This seemed to be the thrill of meeting a deadly opponent, making myself shudder with joy.

He wants to see Zhang Chongji's mask cracked, he wants to see his different expression, this sudden and inexplicable desire to conquer makes him unable to stop.

But now his reaction made him lose interest all of a sudden - he was pretending again.

It was this false smile again, without any trace of emotion. The restlessness in Fu Jun's heart became more and more intense. He pressed the car lock button in disappointment, and said in an impatient voice, "Get out of the car."

Zhang Chongji didn't say anything about it, he just smiled and opened the car door calmly.

Slamming the car door hard, Zhang Chongji bent down slightly, looking straight at Fu Jun through the glass.

"Idiot, I never thought of kissing you." The corners of his lips curled up, and his black eyes flashed with mockery and sarcasm, "Good night, my good student."

Fu Jun looked straight at Zhang Chongji's smile in the car, and then he laughed too.

His tone was ruthless, and his eyes were as piercing as if Zhang Chongji was bound by a big net.

"Good night, my good teacher."