The school bully I raised is blackened

It is a terrible thing for a single dog to teach another single dog to fall in love; but it is a tragic thing for a straight man to teach another straight man to distinguish whether he is bent or not.

Qiao Beiran huddled in the dark main room and hung up the phone. He had no idea, and when he was fooled by He Youyan who had added a filter, he felt that he was suddenly enlightened!

Qiao Beiran secretly poked his head into the bedroom, and found that Yang Qinzhou was not paying attention to him, so he grabbed the change lightly and dangled it out.

Target: yellowbook!

Of course Yang Qinzhou on the other side didn't know that because of a pair of trousers, he would encounter an indiscriminate disaster!

There are quite a few flea markets near Qiao Beiran's house. He saw them when he was a child with his milk. There are pirated copies for sale in every corner under the long bridge.

Although Qiao Beiran had watched and even watched the discs, he had never bought them himself.The boys pass it around to each other, almost never knowing who it is, let alone how many spectators they are already.

"Young man, do you want a blockbuster movie?" The uncle leaning against the wall and smoking, wearing a wide-brimmed hat, introduced in a very understanding tone, "I have European and American ones here, and they are all water-based goods, which is very clear!"

"...No, no, I didn't want to buy that..." Qiao Beiran wanted to leave, but he kept skimming the magazine cover below from the corner of his eye.

"Hehe, you want to buy 'books', don't you? I also love to study." The uncle grinned his big yellow teeth, leaned against the side of the booth, and waved, "I have a lot of good things here, all of them are below, don't be shy, It’s full of regular magazines!”

Qiao Beiran said heartily: Of course I know, the ones on the top are all for show, but the ones on the bottom are!Who is so shameless, dare to let it out blatantly.

In fact, he was too worried. The boss was mainly afraid of people coming and going. He had to finish reading a few pages. Who would buy it!

"I just took a look..." Qiao Beiran said this, rather than telling others, he might as well tell himself.

"Come on, look, when the time comes, I'll bring back a copy of "Reader" to make the cover." The uncle understands very well, "Do you want to learn, Daoguo or Xiangdao? I've got a few new ones here, big sister in the office, are you interested?"

So, Qiao Beiran ran home briskly, carrying the so-called "big sister in the office" with a blushing face!

"where did you go?"

"Ah, damn it!" Qiao Beiran's heart was still "thumping", and suddenly he was frightened by Yang Qinzhou behind him, jumping three feet high.The big black bag fell to the ground...

"Don't touch it!" Qiao Beiran screamed, "I'll do it myself, you go back first! Dress like a Wu Dalang."

After Yang Qinzhou put on his procrastinating trousers, he was already very stuffy. Hearing Qiao Beiran point it out mercilessly, he turned and slammed on the door with a cold face.

Hmph, it basically breaks "Reader", what's so rare!

Qiao Beiran took out the book from the bag, looked at the cover of the book below which reflected the beautiful woman with long legs, big breasts and black glasses, and took a breath.

Yeah, that feels so right! ! !

"Cub," Qiao Beiran squeezed into the room and closed the door, leaning against the door solemnly and said, "You've grown up too, brother can't play behind your back, I don't want you to be lonely and cold."

"..." Yang Qinzhou glanced at Qiao Beiran speechlessly, looked at the book in his arms, curled his lips contemptuously, "I really can't see that the school bully has such a 'delicate' Heart~"

Qiao Beiran despised such a superficial person who only saw the surface. With two books in his pocket, he turned off the headlights in the room.

"You sleep on your face, I want to sleep outside!"

Yang Qinzhou obediently arched into the inner side of the bed, and before he could lie still, he was pulled by his arms to sit up.

"You'll regret it if you don't watch it..." Before Qiao Beiran finished speaking, his eyes fell into Yang Qinzhou's dark and innocent eyes, he was stunned for a while, and then changed the topic, "Forget it, sleep, sleep!"

After speaking, he stuffed the two stacked magazines under the pillow.I thought to myself: Am I not deceiving teenagers!What a fucking inhuman!

"What are you hiding?" Yang Qinzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, examining Qiao Beiran.

"...What can there be, "Reader", I like to read "Reader" before going to bed!"

Yang Qinzhou raised his eyebrows: "Then watch it now."

"...Isn't it because of you, I'm afraid that turning on the light will affect your rest."

"It's okay, I'll watch it too."

"..." Qiao Beiran comforted himself. Fortunately, there was a reader, so he put his hand under the pillow along the sheet, and slowly pulled out the upper one. "Let's read it together. Who doesn't read it?" Cry, who is the puppy!"

"...Do you think this big sister who is flirting with her head is the protagonist of the story in "Reader"?" Yang Qinzhou looked Qiao Beiran up and down, as if trying to figure out why.

"!!!" The corner of Qiao Beiran's mouth twitched, and he flipped the book card on the quilt, "Maybe it's some poor and helpless... fellow woman!"

Yang Qinzhou grimaced and continued to make up.

Qiao Beiran quit after being watched, and said loudly, "I can't do it. You haven't seen it. A real man dares to face endless temptations and sway his eternal energy!"

Just as Yang Qinzhou was about to speak, Qiao Beiran choked on him: "You are so good at seeing people with colored glasses, this woman... Miss is also entertaining people. Is there a distinction between high and low jobs? Do you know how hard they are? Do you know that people are laughing and laughing in front of the family, but they are crying in their hearts!!!"

"I......"

"Stop talking," Qiao Beiran shoved the magazine under the pillow, turned his back to the person, and yelled one last time, "I'm too lazy to tell you, sleep!"

Cub, it's not that I don't want you to watch it, it's because I'm afraid that what you see will make me feel guilty!How could I have the heart to pollute a pool of clear springs! ! !

Qiao Beiran murmured silently in his heart, and after a while, he began to snore with a heart as big as the Pacific Ocean.

"When I was writing a composition, why didn't I see you so good at talking!" Yang Qinzhou whispered, rolled up the quilt and lay down beside Qiao Beiran.

When Qiao Beiran was sleeping, he wasn't as presentable as usual, curled up sideways, with his head arched against the corner of the pillow, as if he was sleeping carefully.

Yang Qinzhou stretched out a finger silently, and poked at the center of the slightly furrowed brow of the other party, and the other party seemed to have a perceptual frown, and then slowly relaxed.

Yang Qinzhou thought it was amused, and slid his fingers along the brows to the other's straight nose, took a breath, and said softly, "Why didn't I see it before, you still have a small ginseng on the wing of your nose."

On the right side of Qiao Beiran's nose is a very dim little ginseng, about the size of a mung bean.When he was young, Qiao Beiran was not as dark as he is now. At that time, his grandma said that he could see a little bit of auspicious clouds when he looked closely. Dye is a top pick material!

It's a pity that since Qiao Beiran reached the age when cats hate dogs, he has broken his little joy of talking with people... Qiao Beiran has been crazy since he was a child, and he would play with people when he was alone ;When no one is with you, even the ants in the yard will spend half a day at night; no matter how much you talk to yourself, you can jump up and down and jump out of a nest of children.Anyway, if you let him sit at the desk and study quietly, that would be torture, ill-treatment!

Qiao Beiran grew up so big that he only came back with a few awards in the first or second year of elementary school, and they are still sealed in photo frames and hung in the old lady's room.

Now, only their grandparents are dependent on each other. The old man can see that, as long as the white-haired people don't give away the black-haired people, after she dies, the Qiao family will be considered as successors.

Qiao Beiran slept well that night, although the bed was a bit small, but fortunately, neither of them are the ones who like to move around in their sleep.The golden sunlight shines through the curtains at the end of the bed, and the sound of chopping vegetables has already been heard from the kitchen.

"Hmm..." Qiao Beiran shook her legs and lengthened her body, stretching like a cat.

"Morning." Yang Qinzhou's cold voice recalled from beside him.

"Ah, early... you... damn it!" Qiao Beiran bounced up quickly, turned over and got out of bed, "you, you..."

"Your grandma is back, in the kitchen." Yang Qinzhou leaned against the head of the bed with his legs arched, flipping through the epilogue book on his lap expressionlessly.

As the pages of the book were turned, beauties who were about the same height, wearing various uniforms with dew points, appeared in turn.

"Office series, do you like to familiarize yourself with Yujie's style?"

Qiao Beiran's eyes widened in shock, how could someone read yellowbook so calmly?Is it our lack of knowledge, or our lack of knowledge?

In this case, should I join the discussion?Well?I still prefer the cool and ascetic style, it’s better to have a little idea...  

Yang Qinzhou didn't wait for a response. After turning the last page, he raised his eyelids and glanced lightly: "What are you thinking, making your face blush and your neck thick?"

"I didn't think anything!!! You're still a child, how could you..." Qiao Beiran suddenly thought of the possibility of dying.Swallowing, he climbed onto the bed cautiously, and leaned into Yang Qinzhou's ear, "Cub, haven't you... um?"

As he spoke, he pointedly looked towards Yang Qinzhou's place, and then he straightened his hips shamelessly.

"..." Such an obvious meaning, if you don't understand it, you're really not a man!Yang Qinzhou pulled his face down suddenly, rolled up the magazine and threw it at Qiao Beiran's face, "Qiao Menghua, did you give me face!"

"Damn it, it hurts!" Qiao Beiran instinctively stretched out his hand to block it. After being hit several times, he finally couldn't help resisting, "Yang Jizi, don't think I dare not beat you!"

Qiao Beiran was tall and strong, grabbed the magazine and threw it on the ground, and then grabbed Yang Qinzhou's hands, making people unable to act like demons.Seeing Yang Qinzhou struggling to nowhere, he provocatively said: "Do you still dare to rebel?"

Yang Qinzhou was also puffed up, pursing his lips and glaring, this idiot with only muscles but no brains!

Qiao Beiran saw Yang Qinzhou's always expressionless face immediately come alive, and found it very interesting, like the Transformers brought back by his father when he was a child, he could change into various shapes when he moved.He approached with a grin on his face, imitating those landlord bullies on TV who molested women from good families, chattering proudly:

"Little beauty, how does it feel to be in the hands of my father today? Hehehe..."

Yang Qinzhou: "..." Oh, what kind of actor is this?

Yang Qinzhou reflected, this guy's brain is extremely 5000 years old dross!

"Don't think that if you don't talk, I will let you go," Qiao Beiran finished speaking, and raised Yang Qinzhou's pointed chin with a sinister smile, "Come on, call 'Daddy'!"

The little bit of anger in Yang Qinzhou's heart also disappeared after Qiao Beiran messed around.Since he couldn't get away from the struggle, he gradually suspected that the more he struggled, the deeper the opponent's play, so he could only stare at him with his eyes wide open like a dead fish.

If sight could speak, then Qiao Beiran would definitely be ashamed of himself!

As Yang Qinzhou stared at each other, Qiao Beiran also slowly came to his senses, the corners of his grim mouth gradually froze, and the overall look became both silly and funny...

Recently, he has always been involuntarily attracted by Yang Qinzhou's face and those deep eyes.Yang Qinzhou's face is beautiful but not coquettish, his facial features are not overly exaggerated, but they are very delicate, especially those slender and long almond eyes, which seem to contain endless secrets...

Qiao Beiran watched Yang Qinzhou carefully, restrained his fake expression, felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, bared his teeth, and said softly with a smile: "Then you call 'Brother Ran', you want to Otherwise, why let you go."

Yang Qinzhou didn't know either, it turned out that following a silly comparison would be contagious, and the deep spring in his eyes also smiled, and the corners of his mouth curled up but he didn't speak.

"...Call," Qiao Beiran waited for a while, then slowly straightened his upper body, "Little poor man, I only buy the cheapest ones for cats, call 'Brother Ran', and I can take you to eat Meat!"

Yang Qinzhou relaxed a little, and his smile widened: "Qiao Menghua."

"Goodbye! You can eat papa!" Qiao Bei ran out of breath.

"Brother Dye."

The author has something to say: [Several years later, Little Theater 2]

Reporter: Mr. Yang, can you tell me in detail how you did it, Mr. Joe Tractor Driver?

Yang Qinzhou: Rely on face.

An audience with the surname Qiao outside the venue:? ? ?Am I so superficial? ? ?