The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Behind the greenery, stood a gentle man in his thirties, with a beautiful face, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the teenager with surprise.

He Qing looked at him with a white face, and couldn't help but take a step back, almost trembling.

Seeing him not speaking, the man did not feel strange. He quickly stepped forward and came to the boy to help him pick up the lunch box on the ground. His tone ridiculed, "Did Aqing see me so happy?"

In the face of the lunch box handed to him by the man, the young man took a step back as if to avoid some kind of flood beast.

Wen Hui was not angry. He was like a gentle elder, patting the young man's stiff head lightly, "I haven't seen you in a long time. Xiao Aqing has grown so big. Are you going to school at this school? Transferred If you don’t tell me, it’s really sad.”

He patted, and his hands fell naturally, and fell on the slender shoulders of the teenager, stroking gently regardless of his avoidance, "Why don't you talk, don't you miss me?"

Facing the man's words, He Qing finally found the ability to speak. He tried to control his body and took a step back. "Wen...Mr. Wen, I have to help my roommate with dinner. Let's go first..."

Hearing his words, Wen Hui's eyes moved slightly, his expression slightly unpleasant, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also became lighter, meaning unclearly, "A Qing really grew up..."

Facing the young man who was shaking and trying to escape, Wen Hui's gentle touch hugged people hard, "A Qing, I really miss you..."

"Teacher Wen!"

Someone was shouting in the distance, and there was a trace of regret in Wen Hui's eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth and slowly let go of his hand, watching the teenager almost leave as a deserted man, looking down at the boys' dormitory.

The people behind were still screaming, and Wen Hui turned back with an embarrassed gentle smile, "Sorry, I just met someone I knew."

"Huh? Are they students of our school?"

"Yeah." The gentle man smiled very softly. "He used to be my model before, and it's a child who is very suitable for drawing on paper."

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The teenager lowered his head tightly along the way and ran upstairs quickly. When he returned to bed, Yan Beizheng came out of the bathroom with a humming song and saw his face froze, "Hey! What's wrong with you? His face is so ugly !"

"me……"

He Qing shook his lips and could not speak. Before he calmed down, Yan Bei's eyes fell on the lunch box he was carrying. "This is the meal you bought for me?"

The teenager bowed his head blankly, only to find that the lunch box in the bag had been spilled, rice and vegetables were poured into a bag, and his face was whiter, "Sorry, I will give you..."

Before the words were finished, I suddenly remembered that the man was downstairs. He was absolutely afraid to go downstairs now. He stopped awkwardly with the unfinished words in his mouth.

Yan Bei looked at the young man's nervous and white face, only to find out that his forehead was still sweating, and he was even more curious.

"Eh, He Qing, did anyone bully you?"

"No."

He Qing had just met the person he didn't want to see the most, and now Pan Qing was full of panic. This panic made him forget his fear of Yan Bei. He pursed his lips, pulled out of his pocket, and pulled out a crumpled amount of money. , "Yan Bei, this is your money, can you not let me go buy some food..."

"But I don't want to go downstairs."

Yan Beili's sturdy answer made the teenager stunned, grabbed the money nervously, and looked at him with a flinch, stuttering, "I, I don't want to go down...can you..."

"Yo!" Yan Bei is really strange this time, "You have eaten the ambitious leopard today!"

He knew that He Qing was most afraid of frightening himself, squinting and demonstrating his fists, "Do you want to be beaten today?"

To be honest, Yan Bei did not intend to beat He Qing. Although he likes to fight, it also depends on who he fights with, someone who is the same size or stronger than himself will make him feel strong, and the short and thin little one in front of him Chicken cub?

Come on, he can beat He Qing down with one finger.

Anyway, scare scare, this cowardly little coward will be compromised immediately.

What made Beibei misguided was that under the threat of him, the teenager in front of him not only did not obey as before, but also shook his body to protect his head. "You, you will not beat me!"

"Huh!"

The more he is like this, Yan Beiyue is curious, who is so powerful in the end, actually made He Qingning want to be beaten and do not want to go on.

He poked the people who were shaking in front of him, with a bad voice, "I will give you another chance, honestly give me a reason not to continue, I will not hit you, otherwise..."

The people under him were poked by him, shaking more and more fiercely, obviously afraid of being like a quail, but still dead and refused to speak.

Looking up and down at him, Yan Bei suddenly got a wicked smile, "Don't say it!"

When the teenager looked up at him with fear, Yan Bei smirked at him, "Relax, I won't hit you."

After He Qing relaxed cautiously and cautiously, he suddenly picked up the person, dragged the frightened person directly to the lower bed, and Yan Bei pressed it up.

"You, what are you doing!"

"Yo, don't pretend to be dumb? Dare to speak?"

Yan Bei wanted to scare him from the beginning, but underneath was the young boy's soft body. In front of him was his panic and alert look like a kitten. He suddenly had a little interest.

Hugging people who are constantly struggling underneath, Yan Bei puts on a serious look to make sense, "Look, I promised you not to touch you before, but you are not willing to help me buy food now, so this promise is Not counting."

"If you tell me why I won't go downstairs, I will let you go, if I don't want to say..."

Under He Qing's panicked sight, he slammed his hands into his clothes and felt several touches comfortably, feeling the tender touch, Yan Bei squinted a little, "You will sleep with me tonight!"

The young man who was controlled by him violently opened his eyes suddenly, struggling more violently, "You let me go! Why should I tell you! Let me go!"

"Dare you dare to mouth!"

The more he resists, the more fun Yan Beiyue feels. He seems to naturally like to tease people, just like a cat always plays with it for a while before eating a mouse.

His hands are comfortable and slippery, and he has decided to sleep with the person under him no matter what tonight, he still poses like'because you resist me, so I have to hold you to sleep' , Quite shameless.

Yan Bei's hands are not small, and he easily follows the teenager who is constantly struggling, looking at his resentful eyes, suddenly lowering his head and sniffing, "You smell so good..."

Hearing this sentence, the teenager who was just struggling had a stiff body, and his ear seemed to be the gentle and obsessed voice of the man again.

"Little Aqing, you smell so good..."

"Let me kiss, okay?"