This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Fu Xin got up with two big dark circles under his eyes.

He hadn't slept almost all night, tossing and turning, his mind was full of the phrase "The moonlight is nice tonight", and he couldn't lie down early, but he had to wait until Zong Yuan usually picked him up.

After Fu Dongqiang worked at the school, he went to work at eight o’clock. Fu Xin had more than two hours in the morning. The school principal was very easy to talk. After learning about Fu Dongqiang’s situation, he gave him one month without saying anything. Salary, because of the money, Fu Dongqiang is very dedicated to eating.

Fu Xin looked at the food prepared by Fu Dongqiang on the table, and remembered Fu Dongqiang telling him through the door last night, "Son, remember to heat it up tomorrow morning before eating."

He looked at the carefully preserved food on this table with a complicated expression. Fu Dongqiang's performance in the past few days is indeed like a prodigal looking back, but he can't believe it.

Turning to repentance, this incident will really happen to Fu Dongqiang

When Zongyuan saw Fu Xin, he was shocked, "What's wrong with you?"

With two large black circles hung on the young white face, his expression was sleepy and malaise.

I want to know that he didn't sleep well.

Fu Xin couldn't wait to grab his neckline and ask him what he meant last night. In the end, he just pinched his clothes in depression, got into the car, feeling weak, "Okay."

0046 feels that if you need to sleep, it is almost the same as Fu Xin, "Who makes you talk only half way, I hate."

Fu Xin's heart was as itchy as the cat scratched. He wrapped Zong Yuan's waist and his hands were loose. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Every time it seemed to be bumpy, he just touched the sensitive area.

He himself reacts more sensitively, every time like a dragonfly, he immediately removes it in less than a second.

Zong Yuan's brows were furrowed into mountain valleys, and he pulled his hand upwards, "Hold tight."

Fu Xin's face flushed behind her, but she still wore two dark circles under her eyes, "What did you mean last night?"

Zongyuan was scornful, "Guess it"

Fu Xin said cautiously, "You don't like it"

He held his breath until Zong Yuan's voice sounded, "No."

Fu Xin started to get excited, hiding his shyness, looking at the helmet on the back of Zong Yuan's head with lingering eyes, "You like me"

Zong Yuan, "" He laughed low, his voice blew into Fu Xin's ear along the wind, Fu Xin tightened his hands uncontrollably, "What are you laughing?"

Zong Yuan looked straight ahead, his expression hidden under the helmet was extremely relaxed, "Congratulations, Fu Xin."

Fu Xin's eyes lit up.

"Congratulations on your wrong guess."

"Fu Xin choked for a while, "Then what do you want to say?"

"Moon, brother," Zong Yuan stopped the car abruptly, and Fu Xin habitually planted on him, Zong Yuan turned sideways and held his shoulders.

People come and go at the school gate.

Zong Yuan fixed Fu Xin with one hand, took off the helmet with the other, and the messy hair was flying around. He lowered his head and approached Fu Xin's ear to talk. Fu Xin listened in a daze, feeling Zong Yuan's hair sweeping his cheeks. Itchy, then the pupils shrank sharply, slowly blooming light.

Zong Yuan said, "Fool, what I said is that the moon is curved, and I am also curved."

He slowly added another sentence, his voice was deep and sexy, which spurred people's hearts, "So Fu Xin, student, you can start chasing me now."

When Fu Xin came back to his senses, he saw Zong Yuan pushing his motorcycle into the school casually.

He was clutching his beating heart, his cheeks were dyed a little blush, and the line of sight looking at Zong Yuan's background seemed to overflow with water, entangled Zong Yuan with traces.

He quickly followed.

Zong Yuan raised the corners of his mouth and murmured, "Evil taste."

During class, Fu Xin kept staring at him, troubled, he didn't know how to chase people.

Zong Yuan rested his chin with one hand, and put the other hand on the table casually. He felt that someone had secretly taken the pen in his hand, pulled his hand under the desk, and quietly stuffed his hand in. .

Zong Yuan allowed him to move. After a moment of light, Fu Xin was staring at the blackboard solemnly, his delicate face seemed to be full of desire for learning, like a standard Miyoshi student.

It seems that the guy who is holding his hand and flicking his fingers is not like him.

Zong Yuan thought badly and drew out his hand cleanly, "Fu Xin, what are you doing in class"

Fu Xin frowned, "You don't sleep"

I think I bother Zongyuan raising my eyebrows, "Do you want to do something bad while I sleep, huh"

Fu Xin's neck was red, and his eyes were dodgy, with a cute look with a guilty conscience, "No, no"

"I don't have enough confidence," Zong Yuan commented, laughing, "Just do what you want," Zong Yuan said lightly, meaning something, "I can't be the one who suffers."

Fu Xin looked at him blankly, and a faint light flashed quickly in his eyes, as if he didn't understand Zong Yuan's meaning at all. Zong Yuan smirked, "Let's go to class, little idiot."

The days with the people I like always go by very quickly. Fu Xin surreptitiously checked a page of notes in the computer class, all of which are chasing people, and few have been implemented yet.

First, he has no choice but to spend money, and Zong Yuan is not short of money.

Second, Fu Xin's face was blushing, and he couldn't say the options for talking about love. They were all poems. He just looked at it and thought of Zong Yuan, and he would be so excited that he couldn't sleep.

So Zong Yuan waited and waited, but didn't wait for Fu Xin's chasing routine.

Zongyuan, who has been chased by countless people, wondered, "Does this kid think that running errands to drive away the cold and warmth is just chasing people"

Fu Xin gave him the completed math test paper, shy and shy, "Zong Yuan, there are a few questions that he can't do."

Ming Ming Zongyuan didn’t do anything, but he looked ashamed to the extreme. And this look always wanted people to tease him. Zongyuan took the test paper and put it on his left hand freely, watching He, "Nothing to tell me"

Fu Xin remembered the love words he had read on the Internet, and swallowed, "You said how many legs we two have"

Zong Yuan smirked, "Six articles."

Fu Xin stared at the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing uncontrollable love, his voice tense, "No, it's one."

"" Zong Yuan licked his lips, already guessing the follow-up, he still asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"Because we have a leg"

I have to say that the earth-flavored words I saw from there were okay when I saw it, but it was really awkward to say it.

Fu Xin blushed, eyes moist, waiting for the compliment expectantly, Zong Yuan thought for a while, he seemed to have seen something similar, "Then I will make a line for your phone number in the future."

Fu Xin dumbfounded, "why"

"Because," Zong Yuan said in a low voice, "Go for a job, love a job."

With a bang, Fu Xin's entire face flushed.

He didn't know how to put his hands and feet, his head was blank, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and only a tingling heart was left. He froze for a while before he stuttered and replied, "I, I agree. "

Zong Yuan laughed.

It was Saturday, and He Xiuxiu nervously moved around in the room. Her parents asked her, "The classmate you are talking about is definitely surnamed"

He Xiuxiu nodded, and said shyly, "Yes, it was transferred from the capital, Mom and Dad, did you say to inquire before, how is your family background?"

He and his mother looked at each other, "There are many sects in the capital, and there are only one family in the big family. We have nothing to do with them, but I heard that there is indeed an 18 or 9-year-old son who is also in the third year of high school. ."

He Xiuxiu was excited and said confidently, "That's it."

Mother He was a little worried, "Daughter, it's not easy for a big family to climb high, so just be a friend, why bother"

"Mom" He Xiuxiu interrupted sharply, "Don't make me angry, if I really climbed up, it would not be better for you and my dad, but my dad didn't say anything."

Father He nodded intently, his eyes gleaming, he patted He mother's hand, "I don’t care about the child’s business. Besides, our daughter is beautiful and reasonable, let alone the young master, let’s have a few more people. The same past"

He Xiuxiu showed a reserved smile.

Her birthday will be at 3 pm. She started doing hair and beauty treatments in the morning, waiting for the afternoon scenery, and finally hit the spot.

Zong Yuan had to forget about this, but Fu Xin mentioned it suddenly, "We are going to attend He Xiuxiu's birthday this Saturday."

Zong Yuan had a cigarette in his mouth and was too lazy to move, "You want to go"

Fu Xin gave a small smile, "I want to go."

Of course he wanted to go. He still remembered He Xiuxiu's gaze that day, jealous, and cruel. He deserved to be an excellent and beautiful squad leader, even the expression of annoying people was high.

Fu Xin choked on the smell of smoke a few times, "Smoking is not good."

Zong Yuan pointed to the door, lazily, "Go there and stay."

Fu Xin shut up honestly, they are now in Zong Yuan's apartment, in a place as big as the living room, he insists on squeezing with Zong Yuan.

Zong Yuan spit out a puff of cigarette, went up to the side, and stuck it up again like a pungent chewing gum. He reluctantly shook off the ashes, "I said, sticking to it is not hot."

Fu Xin, "It's not hot."

Zong Yuan is not a character who likes to be glued. He has had a few love affairs in the past and was boring. In the end, he broke up in less than a few days. He hates being static, stiff, and even more disgusting to be managed and entangled.

It stands to reason that Fu Xin accounted for a lot of these minefields, but strangely, not only did Zong Yuan feel bored, but also vaguely liked to play with Fu Xin.

He patted his thigh and teased, "Why don't you come here to sit"

Fu Xin hesitated and said, "No, it's not so good." He said so, but he got up without hesitation and wanted to sit down on Zong Yuan's lap.

"I'm just kidding. Before Zong Yuan had time to say the next sentence, Fu Xin had already sat down. Zong Yuan quickly reached out his hand, just to hold up his fallen butt, and the fleshy flesh bounced on his hand. bomb.

Zong Yuan squeezed subconsciously.

In the next second, the two people froze in place at the same time.