Qing Kuang

59

Huo Ran originally wanted to continue to ask, but Kou Chen suddenly got up, pulled out a pair of underwear from his bag, swung his fingers in a circle, and went to the bathroom happily.

"Why go?" Huo Ran asked.

"Take a bath," Kou Chen said, "this is so slimy, it's warm here, it's just too tide and can't stand it."

"Not finished?" Huo Ran chased to the door of the bathroom.

Kou Chen didn't close the door, took his clothes off with his back to the door, revealing a half-death.

I have to say that this tattoo master's technique is good, every time death appears, it seems to be bgm, which is very eye-catching.

And the composition also avoids the position that may be deformed because of the muscle direction, but becomes three-dimensional because of the muscle.

Yes, Not Bad.

On the whole, it looks even more handsome. The black flame is blended with the cloak of death, and the **** seam is also covered in the flame ...

Butt stitching?

Grim reaper?

Huo Ran slammed back and found that Kou Chen had not only taken off his clothes, but he had already cut off his pants and was turning his head to look at him.

"Why are you so slick?" Huo Ran asked awkwardly.

"Scratch the top," Kou Chen said, "pants and outers together, and the second time, not only light up, how can it be unfavorable? Not a disability."

"Oh." Huo Ran nodded and thought it made sense.

"I'll tell you later, I'll take a bath first." Kou Chen said as he unscrewed the water and tried the temperature, "This temperature is also good for cold water, it's great."

As he tried to flush his body, water splashed on the horrible legs outside the bathroom.

"I fuck," Huo Ran stepped back. "The water is coming out. Why are you taking a bath?"

"Death doesn't help me look at me. What can I do? I don't have eyes on the back of my head," Kou Chen looked back at him, and suddenly yelled, "You have to stand here and watch! Close the door!"

"Fuck!" Huo Ran jumped almost scared.

In response, he had been standing outside the bathroom door with the door open while Kou Chen was taking a shower, and he was very dishonest. He took a step to the side and jumped back to the bed twice.

"Ran!" Kou Chen shouted in the bathroom, "help me get my phone over."

"Why?" Huo Ran sat up. "Are you sick, taking a selfie while taking a shower?"

"Take a shower in January." Kou Chen said.

"Can it be filmed?" Huo Ran was helpless, took Kou Chen's mobile phone on the table and handed it to him, "What's the difference between cold water and hot water."

"Hot water turns white," Kou Chen stretched his arm under the sprinkler, took a picture of it, and handed him the phone, "I don't understand?"

"Now understand." Huo Ran walked away.

Kou Chen is probably in a good mood and has been humming while bathing.

But this is his habit. In the dormitory, he can hear the singing voice of him while taking a shower across the corridor. Various children sang over and over.

Huo Ran sat cross-legged on the bed and watched TV. At this time there was nothing to watch. He picked a news station and stared at it.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Kou Chen took a shower, took a can of Coke from the refrigerator and handed it to him, and opened a can himself.

"I'm going to sleep before you take a shower, right?" Huo Ran drank Coca-Cola and said with a smile.

"Come on," Kou Chen sat down beside him, leaning on the quilt and pillow, "You just want to hear gossip, how to hit the teacher, why hit the teacher, why do you hit the teacher ..." right?"

Huo Ran smiled and said nothing.

"Actually, I don't want to tell people about this," Kou Chen poured up two mouthfuls of Coke. "Unhappy, I haven't said anything to Brother Chu and me."

"... that's all," Huo Ran suddenly felt a little unhappy, "if you don't want to say ... just don't say it."

Kou Chen stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled happily: "Huo Ran, you are not fake, is this what you mean?"

Huo Ran snorted.

"Specially don't want me to stop talking, right?" Kou Chen poked him with his foot.

Huo Ran looked at him.

"Let you feel my flexible toes," Kou Chen said, and started walking on his back with his big toes and two toes. "How?"

Step by step is quite flexible, Huo Ran can feel every step of his two toes.

I admire you.

On this naive skill, Kou Chen should be able to be the ultimate.

"Awesome," Huo Ran said, "take your feet away now."

Kou Chen ignored him and put the other foot on his back. The toes of both feet walked from his waist to his back: "I can dance for you."

Huo Ran was poked a little by his toes and wanted to laugh, and Kou Chen felt like he was tickling away.

After a while, Kou Chen didn't see the intention to stop. He turned sharply and grabbed Kou Chen's ankle.

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Kou Chen held his voice to dub his feet, flexing his toes flexibly and struggling.

"Get off your uncle!" Huo Ran slapped him on the foot.

"Oh, oh ..." Kou Chen continued to voice.

"Fuck," Huo Ran slapped into his feet several times, "You **** say no! No!"

"Look!" Kou Chen laughed. "To be honest."

"Huh." Huo Ran sighed and let go of his feet. "Let ’s start, and I have no humanity at this moment. I just want to hear and want to know why I hit the teacher. After all, I am curious. One semester. "

"Okay, it depends on our relationship." Kou Chen retracted his feet.

Huo Ran turned around, continued to sit cross-legged, and looked at him.

Kou Chen didn't speak immediately, and frowned for a long time. It seemed that he was looking for a word, and only looked up at him for a long time, "Are you homophobic?"

"I'm afraid ..." Huo Ran stunned and reacted for several seconds. "Homophobia? Why should I be homophobic."

"That's good." Kou Chen said, grabbed his bag, touched the cigarette, came out, carefully laid the map on his lap, put the ashtray on the map, and lit the cigarette.

Huo Ran watched him spit out a cigarette, feeling that he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. He carefully asked, "Are you ... the same?"

"No," Kou Chen smiled with a quilted head after the smoke. "But maybe, I haven't talked about love anyway. Who do I have to fall in love with? ... I'm off topic, I have a friend ..."

Huo Ran looked at him, and his head turned abruptly with his words.

"It's not really a friend. I was in the same class with him in junior high school, and in another class in high school," said Kou Chen. "Sometimes I talk and I'm not friends, but I don't hate it."

"Is he?" Huo Ran asked.

"Well," Kou Chen nodded. "But no one knows. He's a bit introverted. The class is semi-invisible. I don't even know where he is homosexual."

"I don't see it," Huo Ran said. "You're a stereotype."

"Don't drag words with me," Kou Chen gasped at him. "Anyway, our class teacher did something similar to Lao Yuan when he was a freshman in high school. . "

When Huo Ran heard this, he knew it instantly.

"He wrote about himself, the teacher didn't keep him secret, did he?" He asked.

"Well," Kou Chen shook the corner of his mouth. "First talk to him, then tell other teachers, and then many people know ... In fact, the students know that they succeed, no one takes it seriously, but the teacher asks him to call Parents. "

"I fuck," Huo Ran said.

"He knelt down to the teacher in the office, and many people in our class saw it," Kou Chen smoked and frowned. "Do you know what it feels like? Although it's not on me, I don't believe it at all That stuff can keep us secret, so I copied an excellent essay praising the motherland ... But he believed it, he ’s really embarrassed by his mother. I thought I could get some comfort from the teacher. I feel that way. "

"Then why do you believe in Old Yuan?" Huo Ran temporarily ran a question.

"I didn't believe it from the beginning," Kou Chen said, "because he did a lot for us, and I'm not blind, let alone Lao Yuan's reputation hasn't been very good."

"Um." Huo Ran smiled. "Your classmate is a bit miserable ... so you hit the teacher?"

"Battered." Kou Chen raised an eyebrow. "The scene can't be seen. The classmates you meet every day, kneel and ask the teacher not to tell his parents. What's it like? Fuck, I said it's not confidential, and the whole school is him Mom knows. "

Huo Ran squeezed the Coke jar. If it happened to someone in their class ... it really felt uncomfortable.

"I hit him on the playground. During the intercourse, the principal and the director were all there," said Kou Chen. "I'm going to hit him in public, and I'll let him taste the humiliation in the eyes of everyone."

"Then what?" Huo Ran rushed in front of him, questioning anxiously.

"Then he was punished, called the parents," Kou Chen said. "My dad went to the teacher's house to apologize and lose money, and put the matter over."

"Then why did you fight again?" Huo Ran said.

"Because that classmate is missing," Kou Chen's voice sank suddenly. "He didn't come to school the next day after kneeling, and he never saw it again, and he hasn't heard anything yet."

Huo Ran half-opened his mouth and said nothing.

"I know that after he disappeared, he hit the teacher again with a group of people on the playground," said Kou Chen. "This time it was a bit heavy. Those in our school are not the same as you, It was quite heavy to carry a man when there was a fire ... he was hospitalized. "

"Good play." Huo Ran squeezed the Coke can again, and Coke came out of the mouth of the can and splashed on Kou Chen's face.

Kou Chen glanced at him, and wiped his face: "You **** drink it now, right away, next second! It's more than half a pot, you're still pinching it!"

Huo Ran looked up and drank all the cola.

"This time my dad couldn't hold back the money either, the school offered to transfer or suspend school," Kou Chen said, "I said transfer, I don't want to stay in that broken place, it's disgusting."

"Did your father hit you?" Huo Ran asked.

"No," said Kou Chen. "My sister said that this is a good job. There is a man who is bloody. My dad didn't do it. He just cursed. It was all right. My dad scolded people. Technology is far worse than hitting people. "

Huo Ran sighed softly and did not speak.

Suddenly I feel a bit empty.

The affiliated middle school is a very open school. The teachers are very good except for a few individuals. There is also an advanced class teacher like Lao Yuan, so when Huo Ran heard what Kou Chen said, his first feeling was incredible.

It's incredible to have such a teacher to have such a thing happen.

If it was in the middle school, it would not be dealt with to such an extent, even if it happened. If they were in their class and in front of Lao Yuan, probably nothing would happen from the beginning.

This huge contrast made him feel a little bit sad.

What was the classmate's mood at that time, and later, where did he go, and how is he doing now?

No answer at all.

"How?" Kou Chen asked him, "I didn't expect such a thing."

"Well," Huo Ran nodded, touched a cigarette from his cigarette case, and dragged the map with ashtray to his own leg. "They kept saying it was because the teacher was too embarrassed, so you hit Teacher. "

"Who said it?" Kou Chen hit a lighter and handed it to him to light a cigarette. "The **** is what I said."

Huo Ran laughed: "You still say you don't brag?"

"Don't blow it," Kou Chen said, "Did I hit the teacher? Am I annoying to see him? And he is really shy. A word from Lao Yuan's class can make it clear. You have to say **** for five minutes. "

Huo Ran almost smiled.

"I don't understand. It's not time to charge for class. You can take more time to get more money," Kou Chen said with a whisper, "the **** is low."

Huo Ran hasn't spoken, listening to Kou Chen talking to the teacher with a spit and **** fucking teacher. After speaking, he choked the headmaster out and scolded him. After scolding a can of Coke, he lifted his chin at Huo Ran: "Go, get a can of Coke for my brother. "

"You're drinking Cola, not wine," Huo Ran sat still. "Why are you still up there? Who are you with?"

"If you want to get it, you can get it, where there is so much talk?" Kou Chen glared at him.

Huo Ran was still sitting and staring at him.

"Isn't your **** Coca-Cola drinking, isn't it also getting on top of it," Kou Chen said, "Let you take a Coca-Cola and die with me?"

Huo Ran felt that Kou Chen was right, so he thought it over carefully, and then answered truthfully, "... I don't know."

"Brother loves you," Kou Chen said.

Huo Ran shuddered, and instantly returned to the previous school sports meeting. Together, they yelled at Kou Chen crazy about his brother loving you, and couldn't help laughing.

"Get it." Kou Chen smiled with a conspiratorial smile and waved at him.

Huo Ran jumped out of bed, opened the refrigerator and looked at: "No, Sprite wants it?"

"No, I don't drink a drop of Sprite without wine," Kou Chen picked up the phone and dialed the number at the front desk. "Good evening, please help me get a Cola, a small one, Coca-Cola, not Pepsi. Thank you ... moving? What's moving? Oh oh ice, it's ice. "

"One?" Huo Ran froze.

"One can be six cans," Kou Chen said, "I'll continue drinking tomorrow."

The waiter quickly brought six cans of ice cola, Huo Ran handed a can to Kou Chen, and put the other cans in the refrigerator.

"You're not drinking anymore?" Kou Chen asked.

"How can you sleep without drinking?" Huo Ran lay on another bed. "I didn't sleep last night."

"Let me tell you a story. After I tell you, you turn your head and fall asleep?" Kou Chen said.

"I'm this kind of inhuman." Huo Ran said with a smile.

Kou Chen didn't speak, laughing and drinking Cola.

Huo Ran felt that when he began to stumble to sleep, Kou Chen sat down on his bed with a buttock: "I'm going to turn off the light. Would you like to turn on the table lamp or the sparkling shell lamp?"

"Sparkling ... glittering shell lamp." Huo Ran actually wanted to turn on the table lamp, but after all, Kou Chen heroically bargained and cut a dollar and bought it for him.

"Okay." Kou Chen was very satisfied with his choice. In the past, he turned on the shell light, covered a towel on it, then turned off the light in the room, and jumped back to the bed over there. "Good night."

"Good night," Huo Ran said.

After saying good night, Huo Ran couldn't sleep.

It's not because of the lamp. After Kou Chen covered it with a towel, it didn't flash so much, maybe it was too much Coke.

He rolled over and glanced at Kou Chen on the bed.

It was found that this person did not sleep, but was lying on his back and was doing pedalling.

"Are you a bit overwhelmed?" Huo Ran was shocked.

"Can't sleep," Kou Chen said, "when I suddenly think of it, I can't sleep, and I feel depressed."

"I'm sorry," Huo Ran said.

"Where is the fart?" Kou Chen leaned his head while pedaling. "Every time I think of it, I'm a bit confused. Is it such a thing? He's not killing anyone."

Huo Ran did not speak.

"Of course," Kou Chen looked at him, "confidentiality, don't tell others about this."

"Um." Huo Ran nodded.

"So you know me a little secret again," Kou Chen said with a smile, "you will be the one who knows the most about me in the future."

"It's so stressful." Huo Ran smiled.

But this feeling is a bit satisfying.

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