Eight sets of math papers cheated by online dating

The cold wind wrapped around the music finally blew He Jingle away, and Yu Yehao gritted his teeth for a while before looking up at Xiang Kongshan and the two in front of him.

Ke Wenyao talked about something unwilling to be lonely again. He was close, but now he could hear clearly: it was nothing more than an invitation to the basketball court on weekends, inviting Xiang Kongshan to play together and so on.

Yu Yehao still maintained the movement of reaching towards Kongshan, with his ears pricked up, and the little calculation in his heart was crackling: If Xiangkongshan went to play, this weekend, he would do two more sets of papers.

That's right, success is always reserved for people like him who can't play basketball!

As a result, Xiang Kongshan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed it into his palm without asking any questions, and answered casually, "No, extra classes will be added on weekends."

"What class do you add?"

Yu Ye asked questions faster than Ke Wenyao, and he didn't care about whether he had a mobile phone or not. He subconsciously grabbed the other person's hand that was still in his palm, and asked again: "A math competition?"

The palms of the two were intertwined, and there was a mobile phone that was gradually warmed by body temperature between them. Xiang Kongshan curled up his fingers a little at a loss, and then replied: "Well, don't you guys make up lessons?"

"I didn't say it."

Yu Ye responded carelessly, and began to feel a little uncertain. After a while, she still couldn't help but asked impatiently, "How long is it? A whole weekend?"

Before Xiang Kongshan could say anything, Ke Wenyao, who had finally come to his senses, stopped him, winked at him, and said, "Our school keeps secrets, so I won't tell you."

Yu Yehao choked for a moment: "I didn't ask anything, you are so mean."

His shoulders slumped, and he was listlessly thinking about how many questions he had to do this week to barely get overtaken. He didn't even want to take his mobile phone. The place poured in, and Xiang Kongshan was left holding the phone blankly: "..."

At this moment, he even thought very fraternally: I didn't say the words, you scolded him, why did you bring me along?

"Hello Yu Ye." Xiang Kongshan started calling him again.

"what?"

"The tutoring on the weekend," Xiang Kongshan paused, seeing that Ke Wenyao was still blinking at him, as if he was acting cute and coquettish. This expression on a strong black-skinned man is really a bit irritating to the eyes. He was tired of seeing it, so he rushed Looking at Ke Wenyao, he pretended to be concerned but continued threateningly, "Ke Er, are your eyes cramping?"

"I……"

Xiang Kongshan smiled kindly, and started dialing with his mobile phone: "Come on, then I'll call 120 for you too."

"..."

Ke Wenyao understood his hint, and shut up resentfully.

"Say something quickly." Yu Ye was so impatient, that he heard Xiang Kongshan say carefully, "I haven't had a long tutoring session, only two hours a day."

"uh-huh."

Two hours a day, four hours two days, Yu Yehao had already started planning his weekends in his mind, so that he didn't see Xiang Kongshan's hesitant face.

In short, he had already got the answer he wanted, and he was very satisfied, so he turned his head and put on a look of crossing the river and tearing down the bridge: "Then you all study hard, and strive to achieve better results, bye!"

Yu Ye was swept away like a gust of wind, as if afraid of reacting to Kong Shan, Ke Wenyao held back by his side for a long time, and then asked a little angrily, "Brother Shan, what did you tell him!"

"It's not a big deal."

The presence of the old god Xiang Kongshan is in stark contrast to Ke Wenyao who is aggrieved and looks like a little daughter-in-law: "I won't tell, but he has a lot of ways to know."

Ke Wenyao endured and endured, but in the end he still didn't say: Mathematics competitions are held every year at this time. You didn't hide the first high school and the experiment from me. How come you two turned into a friendly meeting?

Still rushing to give it for nothing!

Xiang Kongshan didn't know his mental activities, but he saw that the man's black face was wrinkled into a ball, vividly expressing the two big characters of entanglement, but after a while, it suddenly stretched out again, saying: "Okay, then I'll go Already."

The two bid farewell at the school gate, looked at Kong Shan thoughtfully at his back, suddenly felt conscience, couldn't help thinking, is it because I have gotten close to Yu Yehao recently, and I am too cold and unhappy?

Thinking of this, he yelled: "Ke Er—"

The voice moved forward slowly, but before it fell on Ke Wenyao's ear, he saw the man who was walking peacefully suddenly sprint, followed by three steps and two steps, and was on the side of the road on the spot, leaving behind the door. The few students in the school performed an air shot.

Xiang Kongshan: "..."

At the same time, Ke Wenyao heard his voice, turned his head, and showed two rows of white teeth against the light, which made his face darker; a thumbs up.

Xiang Kongshan said again: "..."

Forget it.

He suddenly didn't want to talk to Ke Wenyao so much.

But although the process was indescribable, the goal was achieved. Seeing that Ke Wenyao was the same as before, Xiang Kongshan was relieved. After returning home, seeing that Yu Yehao's profile picture was still gray, he got busy with his own affairs.

Both Qiu Yuqing and Xiang Qingzhu were at home, sitting on the sofa in the same posture and watching TV. One of them even had a mask on their face. When they saw him come back, their expressions were unresponsive, and they only blinked. call.Brother Shan felt a little speechless, so he went upstairs by himself, and when he walked to the small table between Xiang Qingzhu's room, he glanced at it and saw a pair of familiar socks hanging on it. , is swaying slightly, looks very scary from a distance.

Xiang Qingzhu ignored what he said last time, and forgot about it when he turned his head. He didn't even think about putting it away; Throw this thing back into the Qingzhu room.

As soon as I touched it, I was shocked: Why does this thing feel so slippery, like snake skin?

He was a little dazed, and after a while, he couldn't hold back, reached out and touched again.

The stockings should still be new, with a small hangtag hanging on the trouser waist, and packing bags and courier bags scattered in the side corners; there is no doubt that they are the products of his own sister who dismantled the couriers randomly. Xiang Kongshan stood at the table On the other side, downstairs is the sister and mother who are immersed in the TV series, and the scene is very magical for a while; finally, with that faint dislike, he stretches out two fingers and gently twists it.

It's as thin as nothing, how can I wear this thing?he thinks.

Until now, Brother Xiaoshan didn't realize that when he had this question, the development of the situation was irreversible.For example, at this moment, he is under the lamp, twisting the pair of white silks in his hands; 5 minutes later, he stands at the door of the room, twisting the pair of white silks in his hands; another 10 minutes later, the door lock clicks, and he sits at the table , twisting the pair of white silks in his hands.

He felt as if he was ill.

Under the desk lamp, he wrapped the silk stockings around his wrists as if he were wearing a glove. After careful study, he felt that he still couldn't understand: this thing is neither warm nor beautiful, so what's so popular about it?

Xiang Kongshan couldn't figure it out after studying it, so he decided to give up. He walked to the door, opened the door a crack, listened to the movement outside the door, and wanted to sneak it out again while no one was around.

But at this time, the phone rang, and it was Yu Yehao who sent him a message. He clicked on it and found that it was a selfie. The other party had a few drops of ink on the tip of his nose, lying in front of the camera like a little cat, smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed When he got up, even the eyelashes were distinct; the beauty was dizzying, and he smiled on Kong Shan's face, standing by the table and scratching his head like an idiot. Not long after, Yu Yehao sent another voice:

"I didn't do my homework, but my face is dirty. This pen is so hard to use!"

Fortunately, Yu Ye is sharing my daily life with me.

Realizing this, Brother Xiaoshan suddenly became turbulent. He rubbed the stockings on his wrist, unable to remember what he was going to do just now. At this moment, the keyboard of the mobile phone can only type two words:

Cute, good looking, beautiful.

or three words:

So cute, so pretty, so beautiful.

But in the next second, he couldn't laugh because Yu Yehao asked him: [Qingqing, we've known each other for so long, you didn't send me a photo? ]

...it's over.

Xiang Kongshan stared at the phone, before he could put away his smile, the cold sweat had already broken down. At the critical moment, his eyes focused and slowly fell on the stockings in his hand.

Rationality tells him that this thing can't be worn, but sensibility says fuck it, he took a deep breath into Kongshan, no matter what 21 [-], it was a mess when it came up crookedly, white silk wrapped his calf, stretched to the extreme, revealing Faintly flesh-colored; all in all, apart from the fact that her legs are a bit longer than the average woman, she is completely fine, and she can probably get away with it.

He was sweating from his busy work, and searched the Internet for [-] selfie styles for girls. Finally, with his knees together, he took a picture and pressed send.

After posting, I was worried that I would show my secrets, so I added: [I just went to the P picture and pulled my legs. ]

really not bad!Girls just want p pictures!The details are under control!Xiang Kongshan praised his wit.

Yu Ye, who received the photo, had a hot nose and almost carried it by heart.

After reacting, he was even more ashamed than the person involved: [Qingqing, you...]

You stayed for a long time and didn't say anything.

Xiang Kongshan immediately climbed up the pole, and now he didn't feel embarrassed anymore, instead he teased him very contentedly: [Are you shy?What's so embarrassing about this, you are my boyfriend, just a photo, there is nothing you dare not look at. ]

The swivel chair spun under his feet, he slumped on it, his phone was raised, completely oblivious to the sound of footsteps downstairs coming from far to near, and finally stopped completely in front of his door; With a lollipop in his mouth, Qing Zhu pushed open his door without any sense of privacy.

"Brother, let me use—"

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she looked at Xiang Kongshan who was wearing white silk.

Silence, silence is Cambridge tonight.

As if it had been a lifetime, Xiang Qingzhu moved his lips with difficulty,

"mom!"

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