Reincarnated as the spirit behind the male god

The word "Brother" was pure and ignorant, as if it was just blurted out and subconsciously said the title.

But if Yan Jinyang could see it, he would definitely find that Lu Wei was not as pure and calm as he appeared.

The young man clasped his fingers tightly against the edge of the table, held his breath, and fixed his eyes on Yan Jinyang, as if observing his reaction.

Seeing that his face turned red little by little, he waited for a few seconds before answering the president as if nothing had happened, pursing his lips hard, and turning his head to snicker.

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Relying on Lu Wei's help, Yan Jinyang rejected the competition for the next president, and didn't eat any of the cakes he made. Before everyone exchanged cakes, he used the professor's name as an excuse. , hurriedly left with the booty.

"Brother, why don't you eat? There is also an exchange!"

Yan Jinyang was wearing sun protection clothing, so today he didn't give way to slightly tug at the corner of his clothes, but interlocked with his fingers, and put them into the side pocket of the sun protection clothing together.

You can also hold small hands without being discovered.

Hearing Lu Wei asking him, he replied in a low voice: "It's so beautiful...and we did it together, I can't bear it."

"Oh."

Lu Wei withdrew his hand in the male god's pocket, covered his mouth and suppressed a smile.

One person and one ghost were walking slowly when Yan Jinyang's cell phone rang.

Putting down the phone, Yan Jinyang had a complicated expression: "It seems that lying will really lead to retribution,"

He held Lu Wei's hand and turned around, and said with a wry smile, "The professor asked me to help him move things,"

As long as Lu Wei is with the male god, yes, he has no objection to temporarily changing the plan, and is still asking Yan Jinyang: "Is it the professor I went to the computer room on the first day?"

"It's him. Professor Li is also my tutor. There are not many people in the elementary school class, so I was asked to help."

When I came to the professor's office, there were already two people in the room, and one of them was an old friend of Lu Wei's unilaterally: the double-faced man with three swords.

"You and Zhou Fu are a mentor?"

Yan Jinyang drooped the corners of his mouth, expressionless, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Do you know his name?"

Lu Wei nodded, and then realized that the male god couldn't see, and after the other party greeted the teacher, he quickly said: "Brother Yangyang, don't be too nice to him, he is a bad person."

When the male god was around someone, he didn't dare to talk too much, for fear that the other party would be distracted from chatting with him.

Talking into the air is too easy to be considered mentally ill by others.

But Yan Jinyang didn't know his care and consideration, and walked to the side of the professor, and relaxed the corner of his mouth, speaking very naturally: "Okay, listen to you."

"What are you holding here? It smells so good?" The professor stopped Yan Jinyang, who was bending over to start moving things.

"A small cake made at the pastry shop." Yan Jinyang finished speaking, ignoring the heat in the professor's eyes, and said without winking: "It's for my partner."

Sure enough, the professor was attracted by his words and forgot about the little cake.

"Are you in love? Is it the Bai Yueguang they said they have been thinking about for years?"

Hearing this, the big boy with facial paralysis blushed for a moment, raised his hand and squeezed his ear: "It's him."

Lu Wei, who was standing beside him, already grinned.

"Okay, it's good, but there is one thing, you have to pay attention, don't delay your study."

Yan Jinyang leaned forward slightly towards the teacher, appearing very respectful: "I see."

"You just know verbally, whether you should go or go," the professor directed him to lift the big box, motioned the young men present to go out together, and reminded Yan Jinyang by the way.

"And your cooking club, last time you wanted to skip class and go out, just to go to that club, right?"

Yan Jinyang had no reservations about the professor, and replied: "Yes."

"Hmph," Professor Li gave him a sideways glance, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said to the few people present with a warning voice, "Our department has a lot of classes, so don't delay your studies when you join clubs. Especially if you want to keep your graduate studies, don’t spend too much time on extracurricular things.”

"Teacher, just remind us." The others laughed and said, "Yan Jinyang is a god of learning, and he can be the first without learning."

The professor has seen countless people, so it is natural to see that Yan Jinyang is not only talented, but also very hardworking. It is precisely because of this that he appreciates this student who is so serious that he is almost single-minded.

He snorted coldly and tapped the good student's head.

"Just remember it, let me find out that it's useless for you, so don't even think about going to my side."

This time, Yan Jinyang did not answer.

Lu Wei followed him, feeling a little guilty.

The male god, how can you use extracurricular clubs to delay your studies?He obviously has already started working, and the rest of the time is just studying by the way.

Of course, his time utilization rate is high, even so, the study time is not less than other students.

After helping Professor Li move the office, it was time for class, and several students went to the activity class separately.

Someone joked with Yan Jinyang: "Brother Yang, why don't you learn how to pinch your feet?"

With a cold face, Yan Jinyang punched the opponent hard on the shoulder, causing a group of people to laugh.

Lu Wei kept staring at Zhou Fu during the period, beware of him saying bad things about him and his classmates.

I don't know why, when we met this time, Lu Wei always felt that Zhou Fu was too quiet. He didn't peep at Yan Jinyang from time to time like before, and he didn't pretend to be an acquaintance to talk to him. Not a word.

Lu Wei still remembers those vicious curses he gave to the male god, and he was honest when he really couldn't trust him.

But until the students left, Lu Wei didn't hear anything, and didn't see anything abnormal.

It seems that the other party is no longer jealous?

He breathed a sigh of relief, if he stopped scolding the male god, then he would not sue, so as not to make the male god unhappy by speaking out.

After leaving the professor's new office, a small hand reached into his pocket, Yan Jinyang held it, and turned his head slightly, wanting to ask why his little back spirit was hostile to Zhou Fu.

Before he could open his mouth, the little thing was already attached softly.

There was a hint of hoarseness in his deliberately low voice, but it didn't prevent him from exuding cuteness at all.

"Brother Yangyang, is my hand easy to hold or my bones easy to hold?"

Yan Jinyang's breathing was stagnant, and he squeezed Lu Wei's hand hard.

"Of course it is now."

Then you are only so active with the bones.

Lu Wei held back a heart that wanted to be yin and yang, laughed twice, swallowed, and smashed his head on Yan Jinyang's shoulder.

As a result, the passers-by around saw that the handsome boy that everyone was quietly paying attention to slowed down instantly, like an old man taking a walk, moving in small steps.

And where they couldn't see, the boy's palms were already wet, and the young man leaning on his shoulder, pretending to have no intention of teasing others, was also blushing, with his upper body leaning on his boyfriend, quiet and well-behaved, but the lower legs were awkward. Straight and straight.

The last massage class was finally over. After one person and one ghost returned home, they stared at each other in silence for a while, and then cheered happily at the same time.

Although Yan Jinyang didn't have much burden in front of Lu Wei, but out of habit, it was rare for him to show a smiling face.

But today, it was like shaking off the stones on his body, and he smiled with relief, Lu Wei could even see the dimples on his cheeks.

The male god really hates massage classes... But even so, he never complained about this class, and even studied it seriously.

Lu smiled deeper, and after getting into the skeleton, he groaned and threw himself into the opponent's arms.

"It's finally over, and I won't have to sit around all afternoon."

Yan Jinyang bent his eyes and kissed his forehead lightly.

"Thank you, Yuanyuan."

When I accompany myself in class, I can't talk or play with my mobile phone. My little skull is obviously so annoying and boring, but he never complained once.

Thinking of this, my heart warms up.

Like hugging a cat, Yan Jinyang folded his hands under Lu Wei's armpits, lifted him up, and turned around twice with a sense of ritual with a smile on his face.

But it was thrown too hard, and if one was not careful, only a "crack" was heard, and the ribs that had been broken by Lu Wei when he was crying, and then glued together were thrown off.

Yan Jinyang quickly put down the little skull and got up to pick it up.

But Lu Wei stopped him: "Don't worry about this, I'll pick it up later, you tell me what the surprise is first."

"Yes, surprise."

The joy just now was not over, he slapped his forehead hard, and rubbed the little skull into his arms.

Lu Wei pretended not to know anything, but where Yan Jinyang didn't notice, his fingers had already started to tremble.

Today, the male god has no resistance to his pretending to take the initiative to contact him naturally, and he is not as polite as before. He even chose such a meaningful moment as the end of the class.

Is it really going to be a step closer? Is it really going to want that and that?

If it really happened, should I refuse it first...

The next second, Yan Jinyang continued: "I almost forgot, you sit down first, and I will call Sun Miao and ask him to help."

Lu Wei:

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