The domineering husband and wife of the cruel school god

Wu Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Yan Xinguang.

He was indeed avoiding him.But at this moment, how can he say it easily?

Could it be that I have been fighting all day because I found out that I like you?

That's too hypocritical, too unmanly.

No. 1 for Wu Jing's hard-talking.Immediately said: "Why should I hide from you? I am sitting upright, and I have done nothing wrong."

Yan Xinguang said: "Oh, it's better not to."

Wu Jing: "..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, if I can't beat him, I really want to fight him!

He said with a sullen face: "Even if I hide from you, why don't you reflect on whether it's your own problem? You picked me up and pinched me as soon as you came up. It's no wonder I don't hide from you!"

What he said was quite skillful, not only putting the blame on Yan Xinguang, but also connoting him by the way.

After finishing speaking, Wu Jing seemed to inadvertently turn his face to the side, revealing the right half of his face that he had pinched just now.

He knew that his capillaries were thin, so there must be two marks now.

After a while, Yan Xinguang said softly, "I'm sorry."

Wu Jing's menacing expression suddenly froze on his face, a little unresponsive, "... huh?"

He just accused him of pinching people, the main purpose was to change the subject + act like a baby, the word "sorry" worthy of such a serious matter?

How strange.It's really strange that these three words came out of Yan Xinguang's mouth.

Wu Jing suddenly didn't know what was going on, nana said: "Uh, there's no need to apologize, actually, your pinching didn't hurt very much..."

Yan Xinguang looked at the red marks on his face that had just faded a little, and thought to himself, he must be sorry.

Because of his obvious discomfort, because of his sudden avoidance, and because of himself, under the abnormality of the other party, he gradually became anxious, irritable, preoccupied, and impulsive.

Just like just now, he actually just wanted to pinch his face lightly, but for some reason, the force became heavier and heavier, and finally left a clear red mark on his face. Apologize for abuse.

Yan Xinguang didn't understand.

Obviously at the beginning, he meant that at the beginning, he hoped that this person could keep a distance from him.He also hoped that this person could keep a distance from him forever, whether it was in the school where he had to come, or in the future where he had to live together.

But when Wu Jing really started to alienate him, he couldn't bear it, it was only a day.

I don't know when it started, he has long been used to him following his back door, and Mr. Yan called long and short.

No, not just habit.

Rather, kind of like it.

He has always been emotionally indifferent, so indifferent that he would not even take the initiative to say "stay away from me" to anyone. There seems to be a glass cover around him, which automatically separates him from other people, so he lives in this glass with a blank face. Under the hood, living the life he thought it was supposed to be.

Until Wu Jing lifted the cover and squeezed in without any explanation.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Wu Jing panicked even more, and tried to raise a smile and said, "I mean it! I'm thin-skinned, maybe you don't use much force, and it turns red when you pinch it a little bit. It looks scary, but it's actually not at all. It doesn't hurt, really!"

Yan Xinguang looked at him, let out a deep breath, and said, "Then can you tell me, what are you doing here?"

Okay, going around and back, Wu Jing felt that his smile must have froze on his face again.

But the expression on Yan Xinguang's face was never serious, as if he really cared about the answer to this question.

"Oh," Wu Jing compromised, his eyes glanced into the distance unnaturally, Jiojio rubbed on the field ridge, and said helplessly, "Well, I admit, I came here on purpose, because, because my bag is missing Ah! And I ate too much at noon, so I’m not very hungry, and I don’t want to eat dinner. In short, it’s really not because I’m hiding from you! Why am I hiding from you? I’m hiding from Director Xing.”

He explained a lot incoherently, but his tone became much softer, no longer so cold, and returned to the familiar vigor before the quarrel, a little triumphant and a little mischievous.

Yan Xinguang didn't know whether he believed it or not, so he didn't ask any more questions, and just said, "You keep it with me."

After finishing speaking, he added a sentence with unclear meaning: "You just ran away without taking your bag."

Wu Jing's ears became hot, his lips moved, he couldn't utter any sophistry, his voice became lower and lower, and said, "I just forgot..."

Until the sound was so soft that it disappeared completely and dispersed in the night wind.

The eyes of the two people were in contact with each other for three seconds, and they both turned their faces away.

Wu Jing sighed.

In one night, he sighed at least three times. If Zhou Shuyun heard it, he would definitely slap him on the top of the head, angrily scolding the child that he would eat farts if he sighed too much.

Yan Xinguang: "Why are you sighing?"

Wu Jing shrugged and said nonsense, "I just love your fiancée."

Yan Xinguang paused.After a long while, he said, "What do you feel sorry for him for?"

Originally, Wu Jing was just talking nonsense, but seeing that Yan Xinguang was really brought in, he became more excited.

Besides, although Wu Jing no longer wanted to find fault with him, but out of some ulterior motives, he really wanted to discuss this topic secretly.

He opened his eyes wide and inspected the dark blue night sky before pretending to be serious, and said sincerely, "Because you have a bad temper."

It looked as if he was making serious suggestions.

Yan Xinguang was dizzy from this sap, and immediately asked: "Me? Bad temper?"

Many people have suggested that he has a rigid and indifferent personality, but no one has really said that he has a bad temper.

At least Yan Xinguang usually pretends to be a gentleman.

Wu Jing said affirmatively: "Yes, it was you!"

Yan Xinguang was about to laugh, "Okay. But you don't have to feel bad. He has a bad temper."

Wu Jing didn't speak again.

After a while, he said something in a low voice, so soft that he could hardly hear it.

"Scumbag."

Yan Xinguang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "What?"

"It's nothing."

Wu Jing took a look at him, jumped up and stood on the ridge of the field, looking down at him.He found that Yan Xinguang's face was not as serious as usual from this angle, but because of the raised head, it revealed a sharp jaw line and the Adam's apple on the slender neck.

His heart moved, he put his hands around his mouth, and yelled at the street lamp: "Mr. Yan is a big scumbag!!"

As if there was an electric induction with sound, one of the small yellow light bulbs flickered on and off a few times, and then exploded with a "bang".

The sound of the explosion was still a bit loud, Wu Jing was so frightened that he yelled, and almost couldn't stand still. He leaned back and was firmly hugged by a strong arm.

Wu Jing leaned steadily in his warm chest in shock, and stared at the blown light bulb, which has now become a dark dot, tremblingly said: "Mr. Agree with what I said."

Yan Xinguang almost laughed angrily at him.

He resisted the urge to turn the person around and knead him, and asked patiently, "What kind of scumbag am I?"

Wu Jing bounced up from his arms, counting his crimes excitedly, "Look, first of all, how many times have you said bad things about your family just in front of me? And you also said several times to me at the same table. Beating up, the scumbag attributes are all full."

Yan Xinguang watched his small mouth keep moving, he didn't know whether to refute the beating first or the bad words first, he just suddenly had a strong impulse.

Tell him the truth.

But what would he say?

Actually, I always knew that we were fiancée, but I didn't take you seriously at first, so I didn't tell you?

And until now, I don't know how to speak.

Wu Jing talked to himself for a while, but seeing that he didn't respond, the emotion in his dark eyes was dim, and he didn't know if he was angry.

His voice dropped again, "...So, do you like your fiancée very much?"

The boy's head was drooping, and every strand of hair revealed his downcast.

Yan Xinguang's mouth moved, and after a long time, he said very slowly: "Actually, I don't know him very well."

Wu Jing's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"You should be no stranger to marriage. I didn't pay much attention to these before, and I didn't pay much attention to them. I was a little resistant."

Wu Jing raised his head and looked at him with twinkling eyes, "What about now?"

Yan Xinguang said: "Now I feel that it may be better to be with the person I like."

The author has something to say: Yan Xinguang: I don’t like my fiancée, I like you

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