I really didn't seduce him

As soon as Huang Mao asked why he was on his lips, Gu Tian, ​​who had dyed light pink hair, stepped on him.

Gu Tian gouged him out, as if to say: "You are dead, you came to the boss without saying hello."

Yellow Hair: "..."

Fang Yanwei didn't feel the undercurrent between the two, he was more concerned about Lu Zhi: "Why do you want to drink porridge? What's wrong?"

Lu Zhi lowered his head: "Yes."

"Sorry." Fang Yanwei said, "I won't get together with you today, I'll accompany him to drink porridge."

After speaking, he took Lu Zhi's wrist and led them away.

This nerd is also afraid of life.

However, Lu Zhi is willing to go with him, does it mean that Lu Zhi does not treat him as an outsider?

In the end, neither of them ate outside the school. Fang Yanwei bought a basket of mushrooms and went back to cook mushroom porridge.

"Why do you like mushrooms so much?" Lu Zhi asked.

Ever since Fang Yanwei lived in this house, Lu Zhi saw that he had made food several times, all of which were related to fungi.

"It's delicious." Fang Yanwei said, "It's really delicious. We eat it to death every year, but everyone still eats it."

Lu Zhi: "..."

The polished round-grained rice is soft and fragrant, with the umami taste of white mushrooms, it seems really delicious.

Lu Zhi took the spoon that Fang Yanwei handed over, and took a sip.

"This is when you were a child?" The photo frame next to the TV cabinet fell on the table, Fang Yanwei helped him up when he passed by, and saw a pupil with a sweet smile.

The boy is sitting on a bantam, holding the rein, smiling softly out of the camera, soft and cute.

He and Lu Dabing are completely different people.

"Didn't you love to laugh before?" He muttered, putting the photo frame away, "Why is it a wooden head now?"

Lu Zhi's attention seemed to be on the mushroom soup in front of him, and he didn't answer his words.

Fang Yanwei was up for evening self-study, so Lu Zhi didn't have to go to school, and he didn't go back to school.

He moved a chair and went to Lu Zhi's room to play.

"Where's the Chinese test paper I took last time?" He stretched out his hand and asked Lu Zhiyao, "It hasn't been delivered yet."

"Out of stock." Lu Zhi said.

Fang Yanwei's Chinese foundation is not bad, and the failures are all caused by carelessness and improper attitude. After a few test papers, Lu Zhi can see it.

"Shall I change a physics card for you?" Lu Zhi asked, "Physics is rarer."

"Really? Come on then... Damn, do I really want to write your test paper?" Fang Yan's only foot stopped and stopped by the trap, "What bible are you reading?"

"Holiday competition." Lu Zhi said.

In Fang Yanwei's eyes, this kind of subject competition is a meeting of nerds.

"Lulu, you must be the best-looking nerd that day." He said.

Lu holds the pen in his hand and pauses: "Don't call me Lulu."

"Then what do I call you?" Fang Yanwei asked relentlessly, "Lu Zhi? Road God? Brother Zhi?"

This nerd, the more he can't take a joke, the more he wants to.

So he leaned closer to Lu Zhi and asked, "Should I still call you husband like I did when I was playing scripts that day?"

The pen between Lu Zhi's fingers fell to the table with a clatter, rolled around, and fell to the ground again.

Fang Yanwei stared at Lu Zhi's reaction and smiled with satisfaction.

His recent sense of accomplishment and pleasure seems to come from the big ice cube with cold face and heart, and he is at a loss for what to do.

Lu Zhi is too cute.

Lu Zhi stood up, as if he forgot to pick up his pen, and walked out in a straight line.

Fang Yanwei lay on the desk, smelling the scent of sandalwood left by Lu Zhi, and laughed wantonly.

Lu Zhi stood at the stairs, with his back against the wall, listening to the laughter coming from the room, put his right hand fingers in his school uniform pocket, and flicked the cigarette case and lighter.

The sports meeting of Luyu Middle School was held as scheduled.

In the classroom of Grade 1 ([-]), the students are all preparing for the competition.

"He Suisui, help me post the athlete's number plate." Fang Yanwei shouted to the back row.

He is number 9. If it is stuck upside down, it will become 6, which is not good.

"Brother Fang, ask your husband to post it for you." He Suisui said, "Your brother, I am going to the medicine ball for inspection."

"Lu Shen is reading, I have the heart to disturb him?" Fang Yanwei went to the school committee Xu Zhengyi again.

"Where is it posted?" Lu Zhi's voice came from beside him.

"Back." Fang Yanwei said, "Why don't you stick it to your butt?"

Nerds don't know much about games.

"Oh." Lu Zhi tore off the sticker on the back of the athlete's number plate, stuck it on Fang Yanwei's back, and smoothed it slowly.

Through the number plate and the school uniform jacket, the warmth of Lu Zhizhang's heart was transmitted, and the position down the spine was numb for a while, Fang Yanwei squinted his eyes comfortably.

How can the top student's hands be so good at touching?

"Teacher Chen." He suddenly raised his hand.

"Speak." Teacher Chen said.

"Application for cheerleading," he said.

"You just jump high, what kind of cheerleaders do you want?" Teacher Chen asked, "Is standing there disturbing your opponent's mentality?"

"Then I don't want cheerleaders anymore." Fang Yanwei backed down a step, "I want Lu Zhi."

This is his real purpose.

How easy it is to be a nerd, work seriously and rigorously, as long as the teacher orders, it will definitely not be a problem to help him wipe his sweat and hand water.

And this is the first in the grade, the number 1 is auspicious.

"That Lu Zhi, you go with him." Teacher Chen said, "Don't always get stuck in the books, it's the sports meeting, so it's fun."

"Understood, teacher." Lu Zhi closed the textbook, stood up, and followed Fang Yanwei downstairs.

The high jump competition point is built near the bunker, and dark green cushions have been laid.

"Help me get my clothes, I'll try dancing." Fang Yanwei threw the school uniform to Lu Zhi.

He trotted a few steps, then looked back, Lu Zhi was holding his school uniform, sitting quietly under the awning.

A well-behaved good student, just sit there casually, his temperament is different from that of the crooked melons and dates nearby.

The teacher in charge of photography passed by, turned around and clicked a photo on Lu Zhi, and then turned the camera to Fang Yanwei.

Fang Yanwei gestured ok to the teacher, ran up a few steps, and then took off.

His jumping ability is not bad, but not top-notch, mainly because of the flexibility of his waist and legs, which allows him to avoid the crossbar in midair.

Under the sun, the hem of the boy's clothes was blown up by the wind, and his slightly curved waistline was tightened by an instant explosive force. He crossed the horizon like a white bird.

Fang Yanwei lay on the dark green cushion, his chest heaved slightly, panting softly, his clothes were lifted to the position below his chest, the dark green background made his skin whiter.

Lu Zhi's eyes stopped on the side of the waist, looking at it coldly.

He thinks he can dance just fine.

"Did you get it, teacher?" he called to the teacher in charge of photography.

"I took it, it looks very good." The teacher said.

Fang Yanwei frowned, and sat beside Lu Zhi.

"Cheerleading," he said, "wipe my sweat."

From Lu Zhi's face, he seemed to see a little unwillingness to be dominated.

He pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Lu Zhi raised his hand seemingly slowly and unwillingly, and put his thumb against his cheek, gently wiped off the thin sweat on his face, and stopped by his ear.

Finger bones pressed against his ears, bringing a slight warmth.

Fang Yanwei was stunned for a long time.

"Don't you have tissues?"

The bookworm's hands are so slender and clean, and his whole body is ascetic and pure as a god. He has a sense of guilt that he has desecrated others.

"I didn't have time to buy it." Lu Zhi sat upright on the stand and said expressionlessly.

Fang Yanwei randomly grabbed the side of his school uniform and wiped Lu Zhi's hands.

"Hey, forget it." Brother Fang asked a little embarrassedly, "Is there any water, I'm so thirsty."

"I didn't have time to buy it either." Lu Zhi lowered his head, turned his water glass back, and hid it behind his back.

"It's so hot, I'm going to die." Fang Yanwei regretted it.

Lu Zhi's small movements made him see the hidden water glass at a glance.The logistics of the nerd brand are not good, and they don't give food or drink.

He arrogantly grabbed Lu Zhi's water glass, opened the lid and drank freely.

Grape?

It's still delicious.

He didn't finish drinking the nerd's water, leaving half a glass behind, and then went to the high jump to check.

Lu Zhi sat comfortably among the crowd in the stands and watched the whole high jump competition.

Fang Yanwei jumped to No.2.

No.1 is the Li Kun whom Fang Yanwei beat up at the school gate.

Fang Yanwei stood where he was, snapped his fingers, and Li Kun, who was walking towards him, was startled.

"You want to hit someone?" Li Kun asked.

"What are you doing here?" Fang Yanwei was not very happy, "Laughing at me?"

"No." Li Kun stopped, "I just want to say that I am a sports student, and I have practiced high jump since I was a child."

Fang Yanwei: "?"

"Is it because I haven't practiced since childhood?" He asked.

Li Kun: "..."

"Let's go." Lu Zhi patted Fang Yanwei on the shoulder, "The project in the morning is over, let's go to class to gather."

The results of class one in the morning were not bad. They took the third place in the 400-meter preliminaries, and Fang Yanwei took the second place in the high jump.

In addition, He Suisui's medicine ball performed exceptionally well, breaking the lowest record in Heron, throwing a zero meter and hitting his foot. He is currently resting in the school infirmary.

"Xueba, accompany me to the canteen." Fang Yanwei said, "I'll wash my hands and buy a bottle of water."

"En." Lu Zhi nodded and followed.

Under the low wall next to the canteen, Cheng Jingxuan, Luzhong's young lady, was beating a fat man who was much bigger than her.

The little girl raised her hand and slapped her: "You dare to send text messages to harass the girls in our class, you try to threaten me."

After speaking, he slapped him again.

The little girl raised her head and met Fang Yanwei's eyes.

"Hi." Cheng Jingxuan said.

She let go of the fat boy with a bruised nose and swollen face.

Fang Yanwei: "Hi."

Lu Zhi stopped in his tracks, his expression slightly cold.

"Get lost." Cheng Jingxuan kicked the boy, took out a small comb from her pocket, straightened her slightly messy hair, and smiled sweetly, "I observed, and you don't seem to have anyone you like."

Fang Yanwei: "..."

"I have." Fang Yanwei said firmly.

"If I hit someone, you hit someone too." The little girl said, "I dye my hair and you dye it too. The school bully must be with the school bully."

"My hair color is natural." Fang Yanwei grabbed Lu Zhi nearby, "I like number one in grade."

Lu Zhi: "."

"I really know how to play." The little girl showed disappointment, "I didn't get the first grade in the exam, so we'll say goodbye."

The little girl left gracefully, not taking a single cloud with her.

Fang Yanwei heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and met Lu Zhi's dark eyes.

"Why do you like me?" Lu Zhi asked.

Fang Yanwei: "..."

but--

It's so funny that the nerd is asking serious questions with a straight face.

Nerds seem to dislike being teased like this.

But the big ice cube seems to be so Buddhist that he can forgive anything.

He wanted to test Lu Zhi's bottom line again and again.

"Let me think about it." He pushed Lu Zhi to the side of the low wall, stood on tiptoe, and pressed the corner of Lu Zhi's mouth with his thumb, "If Brother Fang really likes you, he can kiss you and fuck you, are you afraid?"

The weather was too hot, and he was too close, his cheeks were a little hot.

Aren't nerds thin-skinned, why don't you push him away?

Lu Zhi suddenly raised his hand, squeezed his chin with his right hand, and pulled him towards him.

"Fang Yanwei!" Teacher Chen roared from the end of the low wall, "Okay, today I finally caught evidence that you bullied your classmates."

"No bullying." Fang Yanwei said, "I cultivated a relationship with him at the same table."

"Do you want to pressure him to cultivate the relationship at the same table?" Teacher Chen roared, "Let me go quickly."

Fang Yanwei looked at his hands, no one was holding them.

Lu Zhi silently let go of his hand.

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Teacher Chen: It's dangerous. If I come one step late, Lu Zhi may be beaten.

In reality: if Mr. Chen came one step later, Fox Fang might get kissed.