Strategy to Attack the System

After the elevator door opened slowly, Jiang Fu walked straight to the southwest corner, and the familiar ring on the boy's shoulders smiled. (((Cartino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com)))

"Hui Huihui, I am coming."

The young man moved his hand away without raising his head, his cold tone was clear and clear.

"No noise in the library."

Jiang Fu grievedly sat next to him, slid his schoolbag into the drawer, rubbed it close, and asked in a curious voice.

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly approaching was the faint fragrance of the boy's body, wrapped in the moisture wiped by the rain, and condensed into a stunning color in the muddy soil.

Yin Hui's tone was plain.

"International Finance."

Jiang Fu nodded without understanding, tilted his head and looked at it for a while, then suddenly pointed his finger at a line in the textbook and asked innocently.

"What does this word mean?"

His skin is snow white, with a more flexible and vivid breath than the clean pages of a book. His knuckles are long and thin, and his round nails are light pink, exuding a healthy and green luster.

Yin Hui seemed to pause before answering.

"Pensatorytransaction, compensation is easy."

I don't understand.

Jiang Fu scratched his head in confusion, and uttered uninterestedly, lying on the table boringly circled softly.

The thin white fingers on the dark red solid wood table are like dazzling white rivers, and the slender blood vessels in dark blue are vivid and fragile, with a strong contrasting stimulus, tentatively and eagerly, deliberately hooking Yin Hui by pressing the pages of the book. Fingers are blatantly looking for a sense of existence that cannot be ignored.

A small piece of skin is cool and soft, like a sweet marshmallow that has been wet.

Yin Hui's gaze was attracted by ghosts, moving from his fingers to the slightly damp hair on his forehead, his eyes moved.

"Are you in the rain?"

Jiang Fu tilted his head to look at him, his dark eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and he muttered innocently and ignorantly.

"Who knows that it will rain suddenly, but only a little bit."

His lips are very thin, and his bright red lips are like bright and dripping rose blood, dazzlingly like cinnabar on his white face.

Suddenly Yin Hui had a strange impulse, he stretched out his hand and slammed it on with his fingers.

Jiang Fu opened his eyes wide and asked blankly.

"Huihui, what's the matter?"

When he spoke, his lips slightly opened, and his wet pale pink tongue accidentally licked Yin Hui's fingertips. Yin Hui was startled and stared down at his hand.

"I don't know, I want to touch your lips."

No, not enough.

I want to touch it again.

Jiang Fu exposed a shallow dimple, shook his arm as if he didn't care at all, holding the long voice softly.

"Stop reading, Huihui, I'm hungry, shall we go to eat?"

Yin Hui frowned slightly.

"But I just watched"

"Hui Huihui, I like you the most. Will you accompany me to dinner?"

Jiang Fu hugged him shamelessly and acted like a baby, his white arms wrapped around his neck like a snake, his raised face was exquisite, like the most intriguing beauty, and his squiggly eyes reflected the shadow of Yin Hui. , As if he was the only one full of hearts and eyes.

Yin Hui looked at him motionless, and said uncontrollably.

"Ok."

Jiang Fu squeezed his face with a squinted smile, his sweet and green voice filled with innocent joy.

"Huihui is so nice, I like Huihui the most."

Yin Hui looked at him in a daze, faintly revealing that the face of the handsome boy in the future is completely unknown and confused, just like a newborn child who is ignorant and pure.

"What do you like like?"

Hey, it's a human being.

The dimples on Jiang Fu's face deepened, just as an instructive elder explained earnestly.

"Like means you want to be with someone forever."

"Always together?"

Yin Hui muttered repeatedly, as if trying to understand this strange and fresh vocabulary.

Jiang Fu leaned in front of him, his dark and transparent eyes were shining brightly, and he asked with a smile, seeming to be inducing.

"Does Huihui want to be with me forever?"

Yin Hui stared blankly at his dark and moist eyes under his slender and thick eyelashes, sinking into the watery water like a bewilderment.

"I do not know."

Jiang Fu blinked, and the corners of his beautiful lips raised an upward arc.

"Then I want to be with me, so Huihui just likes me."

Obviously it's arrogant words, quickly refute me.

Yin Hui looked at him intently, his expression had never been so serious, as if he was conquering a problem that had troubled him for a long time, and finally decided the moment when the vague answer was written.

"Do I like you?"

I don't like it, right, artificial people have no emotions at all.

Jiang Fu nodded earnestly without any guilty conscience, and pointed his index finger at Yin Hui's heart, making a serious concoct.

"Yes, I like Huihui, and Huihui only likes me. There can only be me here."

Yin Hui looked down at his lush white slender fingers, and across the thin skin of the heart, it seemed that some kind of wonderful magic had been produced by his vows, like the first resurrection from the ice and snow, with a small continuous warmth. Rising through the mouth, spreading into a grand and unfamiliar feeling.

He gently shook Jiang Fu's hand and gave a gratitude.

Jiang Fu, who was unaware of the changes in his heart, saw his plain reaction, wrinkled in disappointment, kicked him in anger, complaining and urging.

"Go, go, I'm so hungry."

After Yin Hui tidyed up the things on the desk in an orderly manner, he picked up his schoolbag and chased after Jiang Fu, who couldn't wait to sway forward first.

As soon as the school bell rang, the classroom became like a boiling saucepan and suddenly cheered and noisy, but the people beside them still slept sweetly in their armpits.

Yin Hui glanced unhappily at the messy classroom, an inexplicable gloomy mood flashed quickly, and he didn't even notice it.

A few seconds later, finally startled by the continuous noise, Jiang Fu was dazed by rubbing his eyes and raising his head, muttering and asking with a wrinkled nose.

"Huihui, is class finished?"

The afterglow of orange spilled in obliquely from the window, covering his beautiful white eyebrows, coated with a layer of hairy golden light, and the black eyes were soaked into warm amber, stained with hazy water mist, which was piercing and moving.

Yin Hui let out an absent-minded benevolence, stretched out his hand to touch his sideburns, and said in a concealed manner.

"Your hair is messed up."

Jiang Fu yawned and lay on his shoulders lazily. His tone was commanding and straightforward, but his tone was like a clingy petite cat, which made people totally reluctant to refuse.

"I can't see it again, Huihui can do it for me."

The sticking body bones are thin and slender, and the warm touch is wrapped in a faint fragrance. Yin Hui was at a loss, stiffened for a long time, and finally cautiously, awkwardly and gently combing his fluffy and soft hair.

"Yin Hui go! Let's go play!"

The boys in the same class couldn't wait to hug the basketball to urge others. After seeing their sticky scenes, they blew the whistle.

"Ah, will the little daughter-in-law go together?"

Everyone in the class knows that Jiang Fu is inseparable behind Yin Hui every day, so they playfully nicknamed him "Little Wife". Jiang Fu was not annoyed, and nodded confidently.

"If Huihui goes to play, of course I will go too."

After he randomly stuffed all the textbooks on the desk into the drawer, he suddenly remembered something and retorted at the boy, unwilling to show weakness.

"I tell you, I can play basketball too."

He is too beautiful, and his chin is proudly raised like a cute little beast with teeth and claws. The boy couldn't help but pinch his white face, even his voice was not consciously soft.

"Fine, you are the best, OK?"

"I'll be on the court in a while, see brother I will not abuse you to death."

Jiang Fu still wanted to put down more cruel words in a majestic manner, but his chin was pinched and twisted. Yin Hui's fingertips rubbed his cheek hard, and then rubbed it vigorously, his voice calm.

"There are sleep marks on the face."

"Eh?"

Jiang Fu rubbed his face blankly, looking innocent.

His skin is too white, and a pinch will leave conspicuous marks, like a precious and fragile little prince. At this moment, Yin Hui rubbed his dimples into a light red, covering the place where the boy had pinched.

The boy was stunned, he heard Yin Hui say something lightly when he was about to say something.

"Let's go."

He suddenly forgot the weird feeling that had surged just now, and eagerly held the basketball to go outside to greet his partner.

After Jiang Fu felt his face felt a little bit painful, he pushed him angrily, and muttered complaining.

"Why do you still rub your face if you have a mark? It hurts."

Yin Hui, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly, and the tall and tall man caged Jiang Fu, who was full of displeasure behind him, in the shadow cast by Yuhui. He looked down at Jiang Fu's red marks on the cheeks, and his tone paused.

"Does it hurt?"

"En! It hurts!"

Jiang Fu nodded vigorously with a particularly cheeky face, then begged for love with a shy face.

Yin Hui hesitated for a while, bent down slightly, held his face and blew on the red mark, and said seriously.

"Blowing will not hurt."

If you are so good at it, you must be a fake robot.

After arriving at the basketball court in a complex mood, Jiang Fu thought of the bold words just now, and immediately expressed interest in joining the basketball queue.

The scattered boys looked at him embarrassedly and did not feel embarrassed to refuse him and said that he was full, but Yin Hui was the only one who was worse off.

Yin Hui glanced at their number, patted Jiang Fu on the shoulder lightly, and took his schoolbag over.

"You fight first, I'll go there and wait."

"Huihui is the best!"

Jiang Fu took off his coat happily and threw him. The blue and white school uniform lined him with a long figure, green and tender, and a white face formed a sharp contrast with the rough guys around him, like a group of sludge. Milky white flowers, no one can bear to smear him.

So Jiang Fu scored goals again and again without knowing it, and he turned his head back and beckoned to Yin Hui proudly. The cheerful smile revealed the white teeth, and the vivid expression was radiant, attracting everyone's attention.

Yin Hui kept staring at his splendid appearance surrounded by crowds of people with pity on his face. The mineral water he had just bought in his hand was slowly squeezed and made an overwhelming noise.

Too beautiful.

It's good to see that everyone will covet it.

He lowered his head, and threw aside the cracked and sloppy lips, wiped his wet hands on the trouser legs, and walked toward the convenience store not far away.

The sweaty Jiang Fu pulled up the hem of the school uniform and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, revealing a narrow waist, white and flexible, warm and flexible in the dim orange light, and even made people eager to rub it on it. Turn, leaving many gloomy traces.

The clothes were pulled from the palm of his palm, Yin Hui handed over a freshly unscrewed mineral water, and spoke lightly.

"Be careful of colds."

Jiang Fu raised his head and took a refreshing drink. The slightly raised Adam's apple moved, and the viewer couldn't help swallowing.

"Right, have you seen how awesome I was just now!"

Jiang Fu, whose breathing was steady, couldn't help showing off to him triumphantly. His bright eyes were like some kind of soft and vivid little animals, shining in the sky.

Yin Hui replied absently, his eyes fell on his moist lips.

"Well, it's amazing."

Jiang Fu fanned the wind with his hand, looking around looking for a cool place around him, muttering.

"I won't fight, go there and wait for you."

Yin Hui glanced at the boys whose eyes were sticking to Jiang Fu, and their expressions faded a bit.

"I won't fight anymore, let's go."

"what?"

Jiang Fu scratched his head in surprise and readily accepted his suggestion.

"Okay, I was sweating all over my body, and I just went back to the dormitory to take a shower."

"Yep."

Yin Hui seemed to wrap his shoulders unintentionally, pushing him towards the door of the basketball court, blocking the scorching sight of others peeping at the teenager.

The eyes that glanced carelessly were cold and heavy, and the handsome silhouette appeared gloomy in the interlacing of light and shadow, revealing a cold warning.

Everyone on the basketball court shuddered, suddenly silent.