Strategy to Attack the System

As usual on Friday afternoon, the students who were staying in the residence left the school with their schoolbags on their backs. (((Cartino Novel Network www.wuxiaspot.com)))

Jiang Fu bit the lollipop, jumping in front of him, playing with the shadow cast by the sunset.

Yin Hui, who carried the two schoolbags on his back, followed behind, his eyes fixed on the happy person in front, filled with imperceptible gentleness.

"Huihui, shall we go home after dinner?"

As the dusk fell, Jiang Fu stopped and looked back at him, his soft silhouette blurred by the afterglow of the dusk, but his smile was as beautiful as a golden relief.

"Well, what do you want to eat?"

Yin Hui looked at him without turning his eyes and asked.

Jiang Fu scratched his head, licking the lollipop and said casually.

"I have eaten barbecue a few days ago, so let's go eat Maocai today."

"Ok."

Yin Hui's eyes were filled with deep and shallow dark colors, and the lychee-flavored transparent candy was soggy, full of all the sweet taste of the boy.

"Is sugar sweet?"

Jiang Fu nodded without understanding.

"Sweet, if you want to eat, let's go ahead and buy another one."

Yin Hui stretched out his hand to adjust his clean collar, glanced lightly at the unattended surroundings, quickly bent over and imprinted his lips, swept the shell teeth lightly, and released them.

Jiang Fu blinked and asked.

"...Sweet?"

Yin Hui stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed his slender wrist, pushed the person half-hug and half-wrapped him to the secluded alley next to him, then lowered his head again and covered his lips.

Oh, I haven't kissed enough yet.

The back of his head was protected by Yin Hui's palm between the walls, but he was also firmly restrained from escape. Every inch of tender skin in the mouth is sucked and licked, and the young and domineering breath is trying to occupy all the territory.

Faintly aware that Yin Hui was lowering his head and biting his neck, Jiang Fu hurriedly pushed him away, his numb lips trying to explain clearly.

"I'm going home, don't leave a trace."

The teeth that had been touching on the thin skin were retracted, and after licking reluctantly for a while, Yin Hui raised his head and touched his moist, blushing lips, with some unsettling mess in his breath. .

"Very sweet."

Jiang Fu wiped his slightly red and swollen lips, murmured and kicked him, and urged.

"Hurry up to eat, I'm almost starving to death."

Yin Hui remained motionless, frowned slightly, his face showing incomprehensible confusion.

Jiang Fu realized that his expression was different and asked strangely.

"what happened?"

Yin Hui pursed his lips, as if he was a little nervous, pointed down hesitantly, and said hesitantly.

"It's hot here."

He thought for a while, then added.

"It's hard too."

"..."

Uncle policeman is playing a gangster here.

Jiang Fu blinked innocently and said solemnly.

"You don't care about it, it will be fine on its own."

Yin Hui looked at him, a thin layer of shame slowly appeared on his face, as if it was difficult to speak out, and because of confusion he had to confess.

"But when I see you, it will become like this."

"... Then don't look at me."

"No."

Yin Hui's voice was firm and stubborn, and his pitch-black eyes fixedly looked at him, as if he couldn't see enough.

"I like looking at you, I want to watch you for the rest of my life."

Just after teaching Yin Hui how to kiss, he was used to kiss him all the time. Thinking of the dark days when his lips were sore and tingling for a few days, Jiang Fu's painful decision to learn from his pains could not continue to teach Yin Hui for the time being. .

"I don't know what the situation is."

Jiang Fu stretched out his hand and covered his eyes, and said very sincerely.

"Then don't look at me, let's go again when it is not hot or hard."

Yin Hui was startled and gave a bit of disappointment.

In the darkness where vision was deprived, other perceptions became more acute.

The warmth of the thin white fingers, the slight breathing of the teenager, the familiar fragrance close at hand, were expanded indefinitely by the inexplicably accelerated heartbeat, woven into a huge invisible net, and the whole heart became tighter and tighter.

Yin Hui stepped back abruptly, blushing like fire, staring straight at Jiang Fu without saying a word.

...Why are you still adding fuel to the fire.

Jiang Fu looked at him with a subtle expression, glanced at the dim faintness that was gradually sinking, and scratched his hair.

"Otherwise, let's go home directly, I will go first, and then you will go again."

Yin Hui opened his eyes slightly and blurted out.

"I'll walk you home."

"How do you send it like this?"

Jiang Fu patted his head, as if patiently coaxing a clingy large dog.

"Hey, I'm going to school again the day after tomorrow."

Yin Hui's eyebrows dimmed suddenly, and his head drooped, watching him dullly without speaking.

Jiang Fu squeezed his ear comfortably, pretending to be angry and threatening.

"If you don't agree, you won't kiss you in the future."

Yin Hui suddenly became nervous, for fear that he would be really angry. Although his expression was still full of nostalgia, he nodded in agreement.

"I see, then you go home quickly, I'll see you off next time."

Jiang Fu picked up his schoolbag, waved goodbye to him, and left the alley without looking back, until he had walked a long way, he could feel the stubborn and extremely enthusiastic sight behind him that had never disappeared.

Suddenly I regretted that I was a bit over-invested in the early stage, and there was a bad premonition that I would be alive and die in the future.

Woo, it may have been killed alive.

He dragged his schoolbag sadly, comforting himself constantly.

I'm making contributions to the new era of the human world. I am afraid of this little worry. It will be fine if I just run away.

Well, it makes sense.

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Jiang Fu's home was in a mid-range residential building not far from the school. After knocking on the door, he just wanted to call "Mom" happily. He was shocked by the man behind the door and stepped back.

"...Uncle Chen, where is my mother?"

The fair-skinned and clear teenagers are incomparably astonishing in the old floor with paint and yellowing, with black hair and red lips, and the handsome face of the teenager is wrapped in a somewhat bewildered squeeze, like a soft and delicious little without minions. beast.

With a kind smile on Chen Yi's face, he walked out the door and enthusiastically pushed him into the house. The palms on Jiang Fu's shoulders trembled slightly in excitement as they touched the boy's bumpy butterfly bones.

"Your mother is working overtime tonight, so she won't come back."

The door slammed shut behind him, Jiang Fu's whole body suddenly tightened, and he looked at Chen Yi alertly and said.

"Then I will go back to my room and study."

Chen Yi looked at him with a smile, his soft voice almost lovingly pampering.

"Okay, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Jiang Fu nodded, and quickly crawled back into his room as if he had escaped. He breathed a sigh of relief after he locked the door, and curled his lips in disgust.

Old pervert.

As a stepfather, Chen Yi always cared about his beautiful stepson with a hypocritical face. Not only would he take advantage of his maneuvering hands, he would even stare at him with unscrupulous and blatant gazes, believing that he, a weak young man, could not resist at all.

The dinner was very hearty, even more delicate than what the three of them prepared when they were at home. Jiang Fu ate a few mouthfuls and then made an excuse to go back to the room when he was full. Chen Yimeng stood up, with a strange face, and persuaded him with a smile.

"Fufu is so thin, it's not good to eat too little."

Jiang Fu glanced at the food that he had barely moved before shook his head and said.

"I'm really full."

After speaking, he strode towards the room. Chen Yi immediately stretched out his hand to catch him, but he could only touch a piece of white lotus-like arm, like a moonfish sliding out of the window. It was short and beautiful. Endless gloomy thoughts.

Good slippery skin.

Chen Yi stared at the closed room, and the obsession and desire on his face were unabashedly revealed.

Before going to bed, Jiang Fu deliberately wore the most rigorous set of pajamas. After the room door was locked, he pressed a chair against the door and touched the knife hidden under the pillow again, before he fell asleep peacefully.

I don't know how long it took, and after the stunned consciousness, he detected the danger signal, Jiang Fu suddenly opened his eyes and ran into Chen Yi's obsessive and crazy gaze.

"Fu Fu, you are so beautiful, Fu Fu."

The murmured words came out of the man's yellow teeth, and the eager and excited look was like a tarsus maggot that was disgusting.

Jiang Fu glanced at Chen Yi who was piously kissing his naked/naked calves, and drew a sharp knife from under the pillow, and plunged into his arm that he was holding without hesitation.

Chen Yi yelled out of pain, and clutched his bleeding arm in a desperate manner, showing the hideousness on his face like oil stains on paper.

Before he could do anything, Jiang Fu jumped out of the bed and quickly rushed to open the door without even wearing slippers, and ran straight out.

"Fufu! You come back to me!"

Putting the sullen shouts aside, Jiang Fu plunged into the bottomless night. After the surroundings became completely silent, he gradually slowed down, while barely identifying the tall buildings shrouded in night. While stumbling along the route in memory, looking for Yin Hui's residence.

He was not good at remembering his way, and he walked the wrong way several times before finally walking to the big house of Yin Hui's house. The doorbell outside the iron gate rang several times, and the harsh, sharp sound tore through the quiet and silent night. Jiang Fu was so tired that he ran and waited for a while before he finally saw a vague figure coming out.

"It's so late, who is it?"

The visitor was a middle-aged man with sleepy eyes. He was stunned when he saw Jiang Fu who was only wearing pajamas.

The night breeze was very cold and cold, and the endless darkness opened the mouth of the lonely boy. The exquisite night-like face and the ignorant look made anyone unable to refuse.

Jiang Fu looked up at him, and his jet-black eyes were cowardly pleading.

"Uncle, I'm looking for Yin Hui, can you help him out?"

After the man replied in a daze, he seemed to be unable to keep him waiting here alone, and opened the iron gate.

"You come in with me."

Jiang Fu blinked, and smiled sweetly at this kind butler, his dimples were slightly sunken, as if he was a private mark that was only favored by God.

"Thank you uncle."

Just a few steps away, Jiang Fu saw Yin Hui who was awakened by the doorbell and went downstairs to inspect. The tall young man in black pajamas frowned unhappily, his eyes froze when he touched the embarrassed Jiang Fu. After a quick glance at his messy whole body, his face suddenly sank.

Yin Hui rushed over, as if he was shocked by a huge anger, he didn't know what to do. After touching Jiang Fu's cold arm in distress, he hugged him in his waist.

"Huihui, can you take me in for one night?"

Jiang Fu grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked in a low voice.

Yin Hui's eyebrows seemed to be condensed with a layer of frost, but his answer was extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring him.

"Yes, it's okay."

The butler interrupted in time.

"Little master, then I'll go and clean up the guests"

The unfinished words fell silent when they hit the cold glance from Yin Hui's side. The butler, who had served in the Yin's house for many years, naturally darkened his meaning and quietly retreated.

Yin Hui directly hugged him back to his room. After wrapping the person in the quilt tightly, he knelt on the plush carpet in front of the bed in the bedroom, carefully raised Jiang Fu's feet, and used a hot towel for him. Wipe the dirt and fine red-red wounds contaminated by running barefoot.

The graceful arch of the foot is curved into a seductive arc, the nails are round, the skin is smooth, and the dark blue blood vessels spreading under the white greasy like a cicada's wings are like sharp hooks. The hooked Yin Hui's heart is split and painful, and he is furious.

"In the end what happened?"

He lowered his eyes, and the hostile color under his eyes was like a gloomy dark cloud coming from wind and rain, covered with chilling haze.

Jiang Fu was surrounded by the soft quilt, and the fear and helplessness in his small voice had not yet dissipated.

"I don't know Uncle Chen, he wants to kiss me."

Yin Hui squeezed the towel tightly, his gaze was like a probe looking at him from the bottom inch by inch, his tight face was instantly shattered when he noticed the unfamiliar and rude marks, and the sound of gnashing his teeth was dyed with the coldness of bone cutting.

"Where did he stump you?"

Jiang Fu curled up his toes seemingly embarrassed, stretched out his white arms, and touched his hair comfortingly, his dark eyes filled with watery cowardly.

"There is nothing else, I was scared, so I ran out."

Yin Hui stood up abruptly, his fists hanging on his side clenched tightly, his face was pale, and his eyes fell straight on him, as if he saw his beloved treasure being rubbed by someone else and felt sad and angry.

Jiang Fu pleased to take his hand, squeezed his palm and whispered.

"Huihui, I'm sleepy and tired, will you hug me to sleep?"

The unfamiliar emotions, which were full of sensibility, were all calmed down in an instant. Yin Hui held Jiang Fu's hand and stared down at the frightened and frail young man. His sour heart was gradually filled with warmth. People can't breathe, and can't wait to crush the person holding the apex into bones and blood, no one can bully.

Yin Hui's throat choked slightly, and his voice was low and soft.

"Okay, I hold you to sleep."

Jiang Fu smiled brightly at him, the freshness between his eyebrows and eyes was like an insoluble gu, making people willing to pay for it with heart and entangle him with love.

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

Yin Hui lightly threw his lips, his focused eyes filled with intoxicating affection.

"I like you too."

Really, I like it so much.

Love it so much that I want to imprison you, put you on the shelf, and never be admired by millions again.

only me.

Only me can be with you.