"... Then why should I get you in?" Fang Chi frowned. The car was full of wine, and it was annoying.

"Born me." Sun Wenqu said.

"What?" Fang Chi was stunned for a moment, his voice unconsciously raised.

"Wait until I look for the contract," Sun Wenqu closed his eyes and touched his body for a long time. He actually found the "service contract" from his pocket, opened it and handed it to his eyes, "Niannian?"

Fang Chi patted his hand away, threw the contract aside, pulled him up with his arm: "Just this time."

"That's not sure." Sun Wenqu said.

If it weren't for the discomfort in Sun Wenqu's voice and his face would have been really bad, Fang Chi wouldn't have been able to stay for a second longer.

He turned around and squatted down by the car door, and said in a muffled voice: "Come up."

Sun Wenqu got up and threw himself on his back, putting his arm around his shoulder.

"Don't move around." Fang Chi first took out the key from his jacket pocket, then stood up with his legs and kicked the car door.

"The muscles are good." Sun Wenqu whispered in his ear.

The sound swept behind his ears like a feather duster. Fang Chi's body was itchy. He quickly walked to the yard gate and resisted the urge to swing Sun Wenqu into the yard from the wall. He opened the door and said, "Don't talk!"

"Why?" Sun Wenqu smiled and suddenly blew his neck, "I'm praising you."

This action almost made Fang Chi throw Sun Wenqu directly to the ground. He gritted his teeth and calmed down: "I warn you..."

"I'm going to vomit." Sun Wenqu suddenly said.

"Hold on! Hold on!" Fang Chi roared, took out the key and poked it quickly on the yard door. He had never opened the door so wholeheartedly.

After opening the yard door, he rushed to the door with Sun Wenqu on his back and poked the door lock with all his heart. Fortunately, the keys of the yard door and the room door were quite different, so he didn't need to try back and forth.

After opening the door, he put Sun Wenqu to the wall, let him lean against the wall, then reached out to shoot on the wall, and asked anxiously: "Where is the light? Where is the toilet?"

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything. After a few seconds, Fang Chi heard his laughter.

"You..." Before Fang Chi finished speaking, Sun Wenqu turned on the living room lights from somewhere.

The moment the lights were on, Fang Chi saw the happy smile on his face and immediately felt the urge to drag him out and throw him on the street.

"I immediately got much better when I saw you being so filial." Sun Wenqu said with a smile and raised his hand.

Fang Chi subconsciously covered his back when he saw his movements.

When Sun Wenqu saw it, he smiled even more: "I won't touch your butt today."

Fang Chi couldn't describe his current feelings. He pointed his fingers on Sun Wenqu's face a few times without saying anything. Finally, he pulled the door out, and the door was closed in his ear against Sun Wenqu's ear.

Sun Wenqu laughed twice before bent down and ran into the bathroom, lying on the sink and retching for a few times without spitting out anything.

The stomach was burning like a fire, and the head began to develop from a faint pain to the point where it was about to break.

His friends all know that he can't drink mixed wine, so who is the idiot who mixed the wine into his cup!

"Fuck," he washed his face, returned to the living room and flew on the sofa, pressed his stomach with one hand, and took out his cell phone with the other hand and dialed Ma Liang's phone, "Ryozi, come here."

When Ma Liang entered the room, Sun Wenqu was lying on the sofa watching TV with his pillow on his body in cold sweat.

"Where is your son?" Ma Liang took out a few boxes of medicine from his pocket and asked while taking a cup to pour water.

"Let's go," Sun Wenqu said, and he was happy to think about it, "he ran away like a rabbit."

"It's even worse than... crying, and it's even worse," Ma Liang frowned and handed him the medicine and water, "Why don't you let him buy some medicine?"

Sun Wenqu looked at him without saying a word, threw the medicine into his mouth and raised his head to drink a glass of water, then closed his eyes and sighed: "It's embarrassing."

"I said I'll send you back, don't," Ma Liang looked at him, "I'll let that guy give it to you, and it's embarrassing to give it to you."

"Shut up," Sun Wenqu raised his middle finger at him, "I just want to tease him, this kid... don't you see that?"

"Hmm?" Ma Liang replied.

"He hates me..."

"I saw it."

"Don't answer!" Sun Wenqu held the pillow and regrouped, "What is the biggest reason why he hates me? Didn't you see?"

"No, anyway, I hate you the biggest reason... is that you don't have a good reputation," said Ma Liang, "the mud cannot support you."

"Get out," Sun Wenqu smiled again, halfway through laughter, and felt a little uncomfortable, and then frowned and coughed twice, "I like men, he hates this."

Ma Liang didn't say anything, and went over and dragged him into the bedroom and threw him onto the bed, then made a warm water bag for him to hold him.

"Hey... the stomach hurts." Sun Wenqu turned over and lay down, his eyebrows almost twisted.

"Change pajamas, do you?" Ma Liang opened the closet and asked him.

"No change." Sun Wenqu buried half of his face in the pillow and snorted.

"Sleep, go to bed," Ma Liang looked at the clock on the wall, "I'll pass by early tomorrow morning and come here."

"Well, drive away," Sun Wenqu waved his hand, "Go back and hug your wife."

"Don't envy." Ma Liang said.

Sun Wenqu smiled with the pillow in his arms for a long time.

"Go to bed quickly." Ma Liang touched the cigarette box and smoked a cigarette by the living room window. He stood for a while before going back to the bedroom to look. He made sure that he no longer made any sound and no longer flipped around and turned off the lights in the bedroom and left.

Fang Chi felt that just one day, he had almost made Sun Wenqu feel nervous. He didn't sleep well last night and felt dizzy when he woke up in the morning.

It feels like in three months, he was either he was tortured by Sun Wenqu or Sun Wenqu was beaten to death.

I originally wanted to make up for my sleepiness while in class, but the atmosphere in my senior year of high school is like going to the battlefield. As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw inspirational words of all sizes posted in the classroom.

Even sleepy was scared.

However, after reading Sun Wenqu’s calligraphy, the words he thought were written well before have dropped to several levels...

After two classes, Fang Chi had already started yawning, but the second class was Lao Li's class. Lao Li, who was keen to make full use of the class, seemed to have not heard the ringtone of the get out of class at all when standing on the podium.

There are probably not many other classes that are overdue, so they can only see from a few people who are swaying outside their classroom that it is indeed the end of get out of class.

"Second Class 6? Why are you here to come?" Someone next to him whispered. Their class and Class 6 have always been disagreeable, and this kind of demonstration-like behavior immediately caused dissatisfaction.

Class 6 is with them on the first floor teaching building, and two classes are at both ends of the corridor. It is almost a long journey to sway from the other end of the corridor to them. If you have this skill, you can go downstairs to the convenience store.

"Is there something wrong?" Old Li also saw the people outside, stood on the podium and looked at them and asked.

There were boos and cheers in the classroom immediately.

Several people left quickly and glared into the classroom several times before leaving.

His eyes were very playful and fierce. Fang Chi looked at the rows behind him in the direction of their sight, but he couldn't see who was their target.

However, under this stressful state, there will be fights in the school from time to time, just like taking the opportunity to vent. If you touch me and I look at you, you may develop from a verbal argument to taking action.

In the afternoon, Fang Chi finally couldn't hold on anymore. The last self-study was requisitioned by the English teacher. He slept on the table with the teacher's gaze.

He became energetic after school.

"Hey, I asked you for your question," Liang Xiaotao lay on his desk, "Your Mr. Huang is suitable for sterilization now. You have time to bring it with you today. I have agreed to go directly."

"Oh," Fang Chi replied, "Is it the doctor you mentioned last time?"

"That's it, are you reluctant to let it go?" Liang Xiaotao asked with a smile.

"Mr. Huang is not good to me now. I'm afraid that he will castrate him and kill me," Fang Chi smiled and shook his schoolbag on his back. "I'll take it over to experience it in the evening."

Fang Chi always walks home from school, which is considered to be exercise. There is a small road behind the school, with a single line, few cars, and a lot of trees. It is quite comfortable to walk back slowly from this road with headphones. Fang Chi sometimes runs back.

After walking for a while, two electric cars rushed from behind him to the front and turned into a small alley next to him.

They are all from their school, and Fang Chi recognized these two students from Class 6 who had been in class 6 outside their classroom today.

He hesitated for a moment, followed quickly, took off his headphones, and when he approached, he heard the chaotic footsteps and fighting sounds coming from the alley, and some people shouted and scolded.

"It's you who beat me! I've long disliked you!"

Fang Chi frowned. If the person who was fighting was from their class, he would have to help.

He touched his schoolbag, but he didn't find any suitable weapon, only one descending device and one rock nail. The rock nail was too fierce, so he clamped the descending device between his fingers and walked to the entrance of the alley.

"What the hell are you a homosexual?" Someone cursed again, and then the sound of his fist hitting someone.

Fang Chi stopped suddenly.

At the same time, he also saw clearly the people in the alley.
Chapter completed!