The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

After they finished their hair, they walked outside the door. They couldn't find Fang Qing, and they didn't reply when they sent a message. Lu Rong has experience with Fang Qing, but he doesn't want to share this experience with Ji Wenfeng. He proposed to find them separately, put away Ji Wenfeng, and then went straight to the game hall. The crowd around the dancing machine in the game hall was crowded, and Lu Rong had a bad premonition in his heart. He pushed aside the crowd and squeezed to the forefront. As expected, Fang Qing was dancing wildly on the dancing machine with gold snakes in high heels.

"You are here!" Fang Qing hurriedly stepped on the arrow keys, dancing with her hands. She has danced this song five times, and this time she is very hopeful that she will be successful!

Lu Rong lowered his voice and hurriedly said, "Not only I am here, but your stepson is also coming soon. Do you want her to see you like this?!"

Fang Qing was drunk in the music, and quickly fell to the ground and held her ears: "What are you talking about, I can't hear!!"

Lu Rong: "..."

After Fang Qing finished the dance, everyone around her clapped. Fang Qing felt that her life had reached its peak and reached a climax. The otaku on the machine next door shook hands with her, indicating that he was not worthy of her dancing partner, and she had to fight for the next five stars alone. Fang Qing was very disappointed in him: "Why are you going to be the Wanda Dancer together?!" She had no choice but to invite the onlookers, "Who else?" This dance has a single mode and a two-player mode, and the two-player mode is rewarded. higher.

Lu Rong turned his forehead and looked away. The onlookers also dispersed. Ji Wenfeng passed by from outside, saw them, and walked towards them ignorantly.

Fang Qing said: "Brother Xiaofeng!"

Lu Rong: "...we have to go to class!"

Ji Wenfeng was called by her stepmother suddenly and stopped.

Fang Qing turned a deaf ear to Lu Rong's prevention: "Can you dance?"

Ji Wenfeng: "...Yes."

Fang Qing: "Come on, let's fight the Wanda Dance King together."

Ji Wenfeng: "..."

Lu Rong: "We still want..."

Fang Qing: "Well, your two brothers really don't have a match."

As soon as he said this, Lu Rong let out an ohno from the bottom of his heart, and saw Ji Wenfeng take off his clothes, and tossed the clothes to himself, and stood on the dancing machine neatly, looking at Fang Qing with pride.

Ji Wenfeng's school uniform jacket shook Lu Rong's face, and Lu Rong pulled it down, held it in his arms, and spit out the two unfinished words: "...to class."

No one cares about him anymore, Ji Wenfeng and Fang Qing's eyes show the dignity of the dancers. At this time, they have to cooperate and score, and at the same time, they also have to battle who is the real Wanda Dancer!

after an hour.

Ji Wenfeng praised from the heart: "You dance really well."

Fang Qing is full of self-belief: "You are not bad either."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them jointly maxed out the record for the dance machine. Applause broke out around them, and half of the entire Wanda traffic clapped around them.

Lu Rong sat aside holding Ji Wenfeng's clothes, his hollow eyes expressing a desire for knowledge.

Fang Qing: "To reward this historic moment, I want to buy you ice cream."

Lu Rong came back to his senses: "Mom, we are already late."

Fang Qing seemed to suddenly remember the last time, and then solemnly promised Ji Wenfeng: "I won't tell your father."

Ji Wenfeng nodded slightly and respectfully: "Thank you."

Fang Qing thought for a while, and then suggested: "Anyway, it's so late, so let's skip class."

Lu Rong: "Mom—"

Ji Wenfeng said calmly: "I want to go to the Internet cafe."

Fang Qing held one in one hand: "Let's go. I have the VIP membership card of **** Internet cafe."

Lu Rong: "..."

He had expected Fang Qing to behave better so that Ji Wenfeng could try to accept her slowly, but now it seems that if he returns to Jitong tonight, he will have to divorce Fang Qing.

The three of them entered the Internet cafe together. Fang Qing used very superb social methods to persuade the indifferent Internet cafe administrator to allow Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong to drive to the machine.

Fang Qing excitedly said, "What game do you want to play."

Ji Wenfeng put on his school uniform, and calmly pulled away the chair: "Let me take a look at the plate."

Fang Qing: "What kind of disk?"

Ji Wenfeng called out the stock market: "Large market."

Fang Qing: "..."

Fang Qing couldn't control his stepson, and turned her gaze to Lu Rong. Lu Rong's eyes were like a knife. Fang Qing quickly hid aside: "Okay, mother doesn't care what you like to watch and see, take the takeaway and count it on my account. "

The three of them chose the townhouse, which was obviously a smoke-free zone, but the people around Ji Wenfeng were smoking.

Ji Wenfeng called the Internet cafe administrator and said politely: "Please tell him, let him not smoke."

The blind Internet cafe administrator: "He is sitting next to you."

Ji Wenfeng said lightly: "I don't want to talk to him."

The administrator of the Internet cafe patted the shoulder of the man next door, and the man took off his headphones impatiently: "What are you doing?"

The Internet cafe administrator pointed to Ji Wenfeng and said, "Have you seen this handsome boy? He said he doesn't want to talk to you."

The smoker: "...Huh?"

Ji Wenfeng: "...This is a smoke-free zone."

The person who smokes: "It's up to you."

The Internet cafe administrator shrugged his shoulders, indicating that this was the case.

Ji Wenfeng stood up holding the tabletop, reached out his hand to smoke the man's cigarette, and threw it aside.

The smoker was originally playing games and kneeling before he smoked irritably. At this time, he fucked, pushed the keyboard in, and stood up: "Are you **** looking for a cigarette?!"

Ji Wenfeng also shook off his school uniform and looked at him provocatively in his trouser pocket.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, a high-heeled shoe flew between them.

"Try moving my son!" Fang Qing fiercely grabbed the eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes as a murder weapon and blocked Ji Wenfeng's body.

Lu Rong noticed that Ji Wenfeng's expression was a little surprised. His domineering face became soft. He stared at Fang Qing with deep surprise in his eyes.

The man looked dumbfounded. He had never seen a teenager who came to an Internet cafe and brought his mother with him: "Sister, why are you here if you don't go to square dancing at such an old age?!"

Fang Qing said: "Why are you here?" She glanced at his screen, "I'll give you the id, there is a kind of solo! Who loses, who takes off his pants!"

The man: "...okay." Although he humiliated Fang Qing verbally, Fang Qing is a charming young woman after all. As soon as Fang Qing said to take off his pants, he couldn't help but look at her shoes indecently.

Fang Qing instructed Ji Wenfeng to change positions with her, and added a friend to that person, and started a solo game. During the whole process, they heard the two constantly **** with each other.

Ji Wenfeng sat next to Lu Rong, watching the game with interest while watching the market.

Lu Rong texted old b privately: Come to the **** Internet cafe.

Old b: What's wrong?

Lu Rong: My mother is about to fight.

Old b: Here comes it!

When Fang Qing won all the trousers of the man and only one pair of underwear was left, Fang Qing slapped the table domineeringly and said, "Call it Dad."

That person: "..."

Fang Qing: "Otherwise, all your underwear will be stripped off!"

That person: "...Dad!"

Fang Qing: "Get out of here. Come here to get your clothes again at this time tomorrow." Deposit the clothes to the manager of the Internet cafe.

Fang Qing expelled the smokers and saved the pure land for the underage sons to surf the Internet, proud as a big cock, and smiled triumphantly at the two sons. Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong sat not far away looking at her, and they also responded with a smile.

Ji Wenfeng lazily spread his right hand and put it on the back of Lu Rong's chair, staring at Fang Qing and turning his head to ask Lu Rong, "Do you know what I'm thinking now?"

Lu Rong lowered his eyes and said nothing: "It's not bad to have a mother" or something like that.

Ji Wenfeng whispered in his ear: "I think...Anyway, there is still a long afternoon, you can take the opportunity to go to the barber shop to get some hair." He said that he gently wrapped his slender fingers around the ends of his hair.

Lu Rong: "...?"

Ji Wenfeng is really a man he can't see through.

At this time, old b rushed in with someone. He just wanted to say hello to Lu Rong, Lu Rong's eyes were wide, and told him not to come over. Old b received the signal and braked on the spot.

Ji Wenfeng looked at the old group of people vigilantly, stood up and said, "Go, I'll take you there." This group of people is not good, and Lu Rong is afraid that he will suffer a loss by himself.

Lu Rong interprets Ji Wenfeng’s mental state from the act of escorting him by Ji Wenfeng: No matter how low he is now, he is also domestically raised, and his possessions and property rights are classified by Ji Wenfeng in the "mine" field. inside. Not bad. As he expected.

He couldn't help smiling with a successful plan.

Old b watched a wealthy elder brother on the shoulders of the boss, and took him away with a glance, and the boss was so well-behaved as a little chicken. Old b felt that his three views had fallen apart.

However, he remembered that today’s task was to protect Fang Qing, leaving the boss aside, walking to Fang Qing and pretending to meet by chance: "Hey! Great God! What a coincidence! How are you doing recently?"

Old b has always been entrusted by Lu Rong to protect Fang Qing in the Internet cafe, but he did not let Fang Qing know that he was sent by his son, so in Fang Qing's eyes, they were a group of idiots she picked up in the game.

Fang Qing patted her side: "Hey, that's it. Come on?"

Old b took the brothers to sit down: "Energetic to charge! Today everyone is holding your thighs!"

For a time, the Internet cafe was full of tension and liveliness.

While Lu Rong took advantage of the warm wind and went to the toilet, he ran back to the Internet cafe with his hair full of curls, and asked the Internet cafe administrator to pull out Fang Qing’s clothes and pants, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to the Internet cafe administrator. : "Do you accept cigarettes?"

Internet cafe administrator: "..."

Internet cafe administrator: "Soft China 8 roots and 30 yuan."

Lu Rong pointed to old b: "See those people? Fangxing Internet cafe. Fangxing Internet cafe softened the Chinese yuan for 5 yuan."

Internet cafe administrator: "...Okay."

Lu Rong spread his hand: "Give me cash."

Internet cafe administrator: "..."

In the end, the Internet cafe administrator took out forty in Lu Rong's determined gaze.