The paranoid hero who is about to wear clothes is squeamish again

Chapter 21 The school bully invites you to eat Skittles 21
If people can emit small bubbles, then Fu Shu must have become a pink bubble person by now.

"Look, you still don't know enough." Qi Cheng's clear eyes stared at him seriously, "It's best to use some pleasant verses in your composition. Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds, which is too common. Those who are close to Zhu Chi, this sentence is also very common, but it’s better than what goes around.”

Pat pat pat pat... The little pink bubbles on Fu Shu's body burst.

"I will work hard." Fu Shu nodded his head, and pushed the silver frame with his slender fingers.

drop--

The phone on Qi Cheng's lap lit up.

[Ouch, Fu Shu was killed at home at nine o'clock tonight. 】

[You remember well.What is foreseen now is that Fu Shu will die tonight, tomorrow you will be framed as a murderer, and the day after tomorrow you will become a wanted criminal.And during the autopsy, drugs were detected in Fu Shu's body. 】

[The ancestors cannot directly intervene in the death of the hero.The ancestors could only prepare a machete for Fu Shu.You come back and get it. 】

Fu Shu heard the notification sound and glanced at her knees with his dark eyes.

Not seeing anything, the girl pressed the button on the phone with her soft little hands, and the screen instantly went black.

"Is something wrong?" He couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart, but he tried to hold back and remain gentle on his face.

"En." Qi Cheng nodded, quickly finished the small cake in his hand, and turned his head to tell him, "Do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'll go home."

Qi Cheng waited for three seconds, but didn't hear him speak.

The five fingers rubbed together, "No problem? Then you should write the composition for the competition first."

She is going home with her schoolbag on her back.

half a second later

Fu Shu coughed lightly, stared at her back, and said warmly, "Thank you for teaching me how to write a composition. I'll treat you to dinner."

"Okay." Qi Cheng turned around and looked at him. It was so considerate. She didn't need to find a reason to protect him. "Then I'll go home and get some things."

The boy got up, "Go with you."

Qi Cheng turned his head and looked at him, thought for a few seconds, and nodded in agreement.

She went home and got a small machete more than 30 centimeters long.

The big schoolbag is a treasure chest with a huge capacity, and everything can be stuffed into it.

After stuffing the machete, the ancestor stuffed a lot of things into her schoolbag, including surveillance cameras, recording pens, and a lot of anti-wolf spray.

When Qi Cheng went downstairs, she hung a small yellow charm made by her ancestors around her neck.

The ancestor said that after wearing this little yellow talisman, she would not feel any pain tonight.

When she walked down slowly, Fu Shu was waiting downstairs.

Seeing her coming, Fu Shu walked towards her.

He tentatively grabbed the shoulder strap of the girl's schoolbag: "I'll help you."

He smoothly lifted the shoulder strap of his schoolbag up. The shoulder strap didn't lift up for half a second before it fell back onto the girl's shoulder with a snap.

The boy's complexion was pale, and the black eyes under the glasses flashed slightly.

When Bisheng Qi Cheng blinked his clear eyes and looked at him, he said something in a gentle voice.

He replied politely, "It's fine if it's not heavy."

Along the way, Fu Shu said nothing.

He is autistic.

When he returned to Fu Shu's house, his nanny had already arrived.

Qi Cheng looked at the nanny curiously——

She is a thin woman with a pointed face and mocha brown hair, she looks in her 30s.

When she came out with a dish, she met Fu Shu and greeted him cordially, "Second Young Master."

After the woman shouted, Qi Cheng came back to his senses, looked towards the stairs, and asked Fu Shu gently, "Can I go up to the second floor?"

"Yes." Fu Shu would not refuse her.He took her directly to his room.

(End of this chapter)