Mutual doting with Xueba boyfriend

Chapter 21 Can You Stop That

The bell for class rang, and Tian Sanfen, a math teacher who taught physical education, walked into the classroom with a test paper in his arms.

He saw Fu Chen lying on the table at a glance, immediately picked up the chalk, and broke off a small piece without even needing to aim. A perfect parabola hit Fu Chen's head.

"Being a thief at night? A big boy, lying on the table every day, who doesn't know, thinks he has schizophrenia!"

Tian Sanfen is notorious for his vicious mouth, and he is still single. Everyone says he has an endocrine disorder, and the yin and yang are not coordinated.

Fu Chen got up lazily, leaned back on the back of the chair, and tilted up the bench.

Tian Sanfen became angry when he saw him like that, and hit another piece of chalk, but this time Fu Chen easily dodged it.

"You, stand still and listen!"

Seeing Fu Chen standing up, Tian Sanfen's gloomy expression improved a bit, and he began to distribute the test papers.

"This test paper is not very difficult, but the average score of the whole class is a little lower than that at the end of the last semester. You are going home to eat silly during the Chinese New Year, and look at how fat you are like pigs."

Under Tian Sanfen's high pressure, the students in Class One, Grade Two, all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe heavily.

"Fortunately, the first grade is still in our class, and Gu Qingran has a perfect score. But unfortunately, the last one in the grade is also in our class. Fu Chen, how do you feel with a score of 2 in the math test?"

The average score of the class was lowered this time, mainly because of Fu Chen.So whenever there is a chance, Tian Sanfen is like washing him off.

Listening to Tian Sanfen's playful and yin-yang voice, Fu Chen still looked cool, without any embarrassment, guilt or apology.

Under the sympathetic eyes of the whole class, Fu Chen said slowly: "Not bad, two points more than 0."

In an instant, Tian Sanfen's expression turned extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You copy the wrong question five times for me!"

He only got one question right, and copied five sentences for the wrong question, which is equivalent to copying five sentences for the entire test paper.

The whole class gasped, Tian Sanfen was really ruthless, and he didn't dare to provoke him.

The one who wants to cry the most right now is Gu Qingran, who is in charge of Fu Chen's homework.

For the following English, physics, and chemistry, each set of papers was copied three times.In addition to the language, the Tathagata is kind enough to copy it again.Adding up several subjects, Fu Chen had to copy 15 test papers.

Not to mention today's homework, a set of test papers for each subject, Fu Chen might not be able to sleep tonight.

In the evening self-study, Gu Qingran finished the physics test paper, and saw a certain master playing games happily.

He could only knock on the table to remind: "Do your homework!"

A certain man didn't look up, just shook his head and replied, "I don't want to write!"

Gu Qingran raised his forehead, but then he thought that a certain master might not know how to do it.

And patiently said: "If you can't write... just copy the wrong question first!"

A certain master still shook his head: "I don't want to copy!"

Gu Qingran's anger slowly rose: "Fu Chen, the office has agreed!"

Fu Chen finally turned his head to look at Gu Qingran: "You guys agreed, but I didn't promise you! Think about it yourself."

Gu Qingran recalled the conversation in the office, and it's so fucking true, a certain master never made it clear from the beginning to the end that he would cooperate well.

Gu Qingran rubbed his face, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and returned to his usual indifference: "You really don't want to write?"

Fu Chen propped his chin and thought for a long time, and suddenly his cold and proud eyes laughed: "You can also write—"

Gu Qingran quietly waited for his next words.

Fu Chen stretched out his hand: "Sugar!"

Gu Qingran was stunned for a moment, he thought that Fu Chen would make various demands, but he never expected that he wanted candy.

"Gu Qingran, do you still want to write?"

Gu Qingran rolled his eyes in a disfigured manner: "Are you writing for me?"

Fu Chen smiled coldly: "It's not you, who is it? I could have left it alone and meddled in my own business."

Damn, what fallacies, Gu Qingran angrily groped in the table hole for a while, grabbed a handful of candy, and put it in Fu Chen's hand.

With sugar, a certain grandfather finally moved.Gu Qingran breathed a sigh of relief, and finally could do her own test paper.

Suddenly, Gu Qingran's mind flashed.He took out the candy from the table hole, glanced at the packaging, and silently wrote down the brand of the candy.

It wasn't until the next night's self-study that Gu Qingran finished four test papers in a hurry, leaving one of the simplest mathematics for him.

His mother is a math teacher, perhaps influenced by her, he was very sensitive to numbers since he was a child, and his math scores were excellent.

Gu Qingran was about to enter the house, when he heard Fu Chen behind him say, "What? You're so irresponsible, won't you supervise my homework?"

Gu Qingran turned around, looked at Fu Chen leaning against the wall, and frowned: "Come in!"

Fu Chen shook his head: "No!"

Gu Qingran's patience reached its limit: "Will love come or not!"

Fu Chen straightened up, picked up the bag on his shoulder, turned around and walked to the front of his house: "Then wait for tomorrow to be entangled by the Tathagata Buddha!"

Gu Qingran looked at Fu Chen who had already opened the door: "What do you want!"

Fu Chen turned his head towards the room: "Come to my house to write!"

Gu Qingran really wanted to beat Fu Chen up, he couldn't write anywhere, only his young master had too many things to do and was hypocritical.One day, I will beat him once.

Gu Qingran talked to Chu Hong who was preparing lessons in the room, then changed into slippers and followed Fu Chen to his house.

When he heard that Gu Qingran was going to help Fu Chen with his homework, Fu Guoqiangle's mouth cracked behind his ears, and he warmed up the milk and washed the fruit diligently.

He also earnestly told Fu Chen to ask more questions, the two of them had a good time, eat some fruit when they were tired from homework, and before it was too late, turned on the air conditioner for the two of them, and then they left in peace.

As soon as Fu Guoqiang left, the room was instantly quiet. The two drank milk in silence, and neither of them spoke.

When he arrived at someone else's private space, and the person was not familiar, Gu Qingran didn't want to look around casually, so far most of his eyes were focused on the desk.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the milk with only a few sips left, planning to finish it quickly, start work early, and try to go to bed early.

The slender fingers grabbed the cup and lifted it up. He raised his head slightly, and the mellow milk flowed smoothly into his mouth.

From Fu Chen's angle, he could just see his slender and cold white neck, which seemed to have a temperature under the warm light.

The protruding Adam's apple slid up and down, and then he stretched out the tip of his pink tongue and circled his mouth, sweeping away the tempting white milk froth around his lips.

Fu Chen's heart seemed to be scratched by something, it was itchy, his breathing became a little hot unknowingly, and the fingers holding the milk cup also tightened unknowingly.

"Can you stop like that!" If you listen carefully, you will find that Fu Chen's voice is a little tight, not as freely retractable as usual.

Gu Qingran looked at Fu Chen blankly: "What kind?"

Fu Chen coldly grabbed the paper towel at hand and threw it over: "Wipe with a paper towel from now on!"

Looking at the tissue in his hand, Gu Qingran suddenly understood, but he didn't understand, what happened to him?Isn't that normal?

He took out a piece of paper, wiped it and muttered in a low voice: "I don't waste a single drop!"

After Fu Chen drank the last sip of milk, following Gu Qingran's example, the milk froth around his lips was swept into his mouth.

Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Qingran: "Do you think this is okay?"

Gu Qingran didn't understand why he was struggling with this issue, so he shook his head: "No problem!"

Fu Chen frowned: "Don't you think... Forget it, tissues!"

Gu Qingran's old lady went online and respectfully presented a tissue.

"Drink the milk and start working. How many test papers did you just copy?" Gu Qingran looked at Fu Chen who was on the side.

Fu Chen tilted his chair and replied: "There is still English that I haven't copied."

Gu Qingran nodded: "Then you have copied the English now. I still have a math test paper to do. I will tell you about today's homework after I finish it."

After finishing speaking, Gu Qingran immersed himself in writing his math test paper.

Fu Chen also returned to the desk in a daze, and began to copy the English test paper.

On the 1.2-meter desk, two big boys with long hands and long feet are still a little bit crowded, either I touch your arm, or you touch my feet.