reverse red line

Chapter 12

Seeing that Professor Wu said that he would deal with this matter and sent the dean away, there were only three of them left in the prison.

This feeling is really a bit strange, obviously did nothing, and created an atmosphere of being caught and raped in bed, Yuan Qiao almost said that I would be responsible for him.

But Professor Wu ignored him and walked straight towards Fang Hu.

"I'm so disappointed in you," Professor Wu said, "I thought you had corrected yourself before I agreed to let you out. Have you forgotten how your mother died?"

His tone was too heartbroken, it didn't sound like Fang Hu was gay, but Fang Hu was anti-social, he liked to kill and even killed his mother. He thought that the transformation was successful, but he secretly killed again.

It's just that the person who wants to answer is not Yuan Qiao, but Fang Hu. Fang Hu grew up in a different environment from him, and probably couldn't face this matter calmly, so he stayed in this damn male Durban.

Yuan Qiao stared at the floor, and heard Fang Hu's voice, Fang Hu said: "You got it, she died of lung cancer, it has something to do with me? Gay virus can also accelerate the spread of cancer cells?"

Yuan Qiao and Professor Wu were both stunned.

Through the bars, Fang Hu folded his arms and said, "Principal Wu, Professor Wu, father, let me tell you, pushing one thing to a person who is absolutely right, telling him every day that you are disappointed in him, at first He will feel guilty, he will want to die, but every year, every month, in the end—"

"He only wants you to die." Fang Hu said, he became more and more aggressive, "You can't change me, you can't correct me, I just like men, and I never changed back. You think you set up this school to save people Is it? Have you done a return interview yourself, and do you know how high the suicide rate of the students who go out is? You will only transform people into losers, just like me."

"You!" The sharp words like a cannonball really angered Professor Wu. He took a step forward, grabbed the iron railing with one hand, and almost pointed at Fang Hu's nose with the other hand, and cursed, "How can I have you like this?" Son! You give me here..."

"Reflect on yourself" before he could say it, Professor Wu had already collapsed.

Before he completely fell to the ground, Fang Hu grabbed his clothes, stabbed the electric baton once more, tore off the whole bunch of keys, then let go, watching Professor Wu slowly slide to the ground .

Yuan Qiao, who was of no help at all, stood beside him: "Where did you get the electric baton?"

Fang Hu opened the lock and said, "You are not the only one who buys something else when you go out. Thanks to you, the plan has to be advanced."

"What plan?" Yuan Qiao asked.

"Get out first," Fang Hu said without stopping, and pushed Professor Wu into the prison. "The dean should be standing outside. He won't tell others. My father thinks that the family should not be publicized. Go out and put him in prison." Knock out and drag them in together."

There were only two people here, and it was obvious that he was giving orders to Yuan Qiao, but Yuan Qiao stood still.

"To be honest, I don't know if it will work." Yuan Qiao was also very innocent. "I have never hit anyone. What if I don't get knocked out but attract other people, what should I do? Or you should do it."

God is sorry, Alpha in a civilized society is not a master of fighting, but Fang Hu is more skilled in this kind of work.

"If I can go, of course I will." Fang Hu sighed, "Come here."

Yuan Qiao walked over without knowing why, and Fang Hu hugged him.The incomparably fitting Alpha breath surrounded him. Before, he thought it was some unnamed perfume, but now he clearly felt it was the smell of grass and trees.

"Give me a temporary mark." Fang Hu's voice was a little hoarse, he felt thirsty, needed water, or needed something else.

"Is this enough?" Yuan Qiao asked, he didn't feel much better than Fang Hu.

Of course it wasn't enough, it wasn't enough, there was more, but Fang Hu didn't know what to ask for, he just yearned instinctively, and was about to touch Yuan Qiao's lips.

"What are you doing?!" It was the voice of the dean. After waiting at the door for a long time without any movement, he just heard a strange voice, so he walked in.

At a perfect time, Yuan Qiao picked up the electric baton beside Fang Hu's waist and stabbed it just like Fang Hu did just now.

...Why doesn't it seem to work?

"You didn't turn on the power." Fang Hu reached out his hand and turned on the switch, "Like this."

The unfortunate teaching demonstration was also dragged in, and the lock of the prison was closed, and Yuan Qiao remembered Fang Hu's situation just now.

"Fang Hu," Yuan Qiao asked Fang Hu, "is it so uncomfortable?"

What kind of nonsense is this question, I almost can't stand up, don't you know how to see with your eyes?

Yuan Qiao knelt down and rubbed his fingers on Fang Hu's neck, as if simply taking a bite of this temporary mark was useless.As for Yuan Qiao himself, no matter how long he stayed in this confined space, he couldn't guarantee whether he could continue to restrain himself.

Yuan Qiao's body froze for a second, and the other hand was raised, with transparent liquid on it: "Fang Hu, you are so wet, your pants are wet."

Fang Hu closed his eyes tightly, he was a little embarrassed.

"No matter what escape plan you have, it's going to be a little later, the most urgent thing is you, come on..." Yuan Qiao said.

Is it here?Fang Hu thought, but there were two people beside him, and the door was still open.

Yuan Qiao said: "Come on, let's go to your dormitory to change your pants, how can you escape when you're so wet?"

Fang Hu: ...

The author says:

Yuan Qiao: The taste is not so heavy when you go out to enjoy the wind, you are as wise as me!