why don't you pass me

【Yizhuang Chapter】

With a loud bang, the Yizhuang was filled with intoxicating black smoke. If you climbed up to the roof and took a look, you could probably see that the place where the fire broke out was the kitchen.

"Fuck! Xiao Xingchen! Xiao Xingchen, come here quickly, this fire can't be extinguished!"

Xue Yang continued to fiddle with the unrecognizable thing with a spatula, his face was smoked into a complexion like Bao Gong, and two lines of tears dripped into the thing along the angular cheeks. Here, it's as if you don't need money.

So as soon as Xiao Xingchen came in, he was scared out of his wits: "A Yang, are you a fried kitchen?!"

While speaking, he rushed forward, dragging people with one hand and throwing a shovel with the other, away from this place of right and wrong at the speed of light.

"Xiao Xingchen! Show me if I'm blind? How can I see everything is black?!"

Xiao Xingchen gritted his teeth, and slapped him on the forehead. His anger finally broke through, and he shouted in a very disfigured way: "Nonsense! Is the whole kitchen and the neighboring rooms still alive?!"

When the two of them left the courtyard, they looked back and almost gave the last remaining three souls to Hades.

That black one... can be described as "perfect".

Xue Yang held Xiao Xingchen's arm, with a cheap expression on his face: "Master, hehe, I didn't mean it. I, I just wanted to give you a good meal to celebrate before you come back. Don't Are you angry?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't answer.

Seeing that he was too soft, Xue Yang rolled up his sleeves and dragged him to him, forcing him to stare at him, and said forcefully: "Xiao Xingchen, I also want to make you happy, although the process was not very good, but you You can’t be angry with me either! Just be angry, you still ignore me all the time, hey! Let me tell you, I also have a temper!”

Xiao Xingchen stared at him fearlessly.

Xue Yang gave a "tsk" in embarrassment, thinking: It seems that he can only fuck.

He leaned closer to Xiao Xingchen, and was about to kiss him, but Xiao Xingchen pushed him away, and said coldly under Xue Yang's expression of "do you not love me anymore and want to divorce me?" Wipe it, it's all blackened by the smoke."

A certain "Bao Gong" suddenly realized, just turned around to change clothes, and then turned his toes back.

"Then can I still kiss you when I come back?"

Xiao Xingchen looked at him.

"Then are you still mad at me?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head very slightly.

Xue Yang smiled and said, "Happy Valentine's Day, Daoist!"

【Campus】

"...The girl ran forward at a loose pace, but the sound of her footsteps followed behind her, and a beam of light shot out from around the corner..."

Lan Jingyi turned on the flashlight to shine a light on her snow-white face, "Hurry up and run there, the moment she turns the corner!"

The girls hugged each other tremblingly, but the storyteller didn't know how to be sympathetic, and slammed the table: "She saw a man standing there with a machete in his hand!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed the flashlight to the window.

A man stood there with something in his hand.

The little bastards in the classroom who were telling ghost stories for Valentine’s Day paused and screamed in unison: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

"..."

Xiao Xingchen walked up and down in front of a group of people with a book, as if he wanted to smooth the soles of his shoes, while Xue Yang and Lan Jingyi stood aside and were in close contact with the wall.

"Tell me about you children, telling ghost stories on Valentine's Day?! Why don't you learn from the next class and form a group to sing K?"

Xiao Xingchen looked at them helplessly, then turned around to leave, but when he heard Xue Yang calling him, he turned his head impatiently.

"Teacher, it's getting dark, I'll take you downstairs."

Xiao Xingchen said that he was not blind because his glasses were broken, but Xue Yang just smiled and helped him to the stairs as before.

The dark aisle, the chirping of birds piercing the night from time to time, the atmosphere is very good, suitable for doing some sneaky things.

When going down the stairs, Xue Yang took the man into his arms and almost carried him up a level.

Xiao Xingchen: "Uh... let go, I'll hold the handle myself..."

At this time, he was extremely thankful for the light bulb that was about to retire, so that the suspicious redness on his face was not reflected.

However, Xue Yang said very considerately: "How can I do that, my hands are so cold, I will feel bad if I freeze you."

The ambiguous plastic bag was pierced unexpectedly, and Xiao Xingchen felt that the temperature around him had risen.

He wanted to say something to break the suffocating atmosphere, but his lips were blocked unexpectedly.

He could tell from the sound that Xue Yang was smiling happily: "Teacher, Happy Valentine's Day."

The author has something to say:

Sorry for the late post.In fact, I was writing this afternoon, but a person I cared about sent me a message, and I was afraid that something would happen to her, so I hurried out to find her.When she got home, she sent me a message and said, "You know what? I hate you so much when I hold you. I'm ready to die, but when I see you crying, my heart softens. I can't bear it." I I'm really afraid that she won't think about it, and leave me alone in the sun, and go to pursue the darkness by myself...