Chapter 303 Concentration Six

6days ago Fan fiction 6
Before the knuckles touched, the door had been opened.

It seems that the man has just finished taking a shower, with water on his hair tips.

After bending the silver hair to the extreme, the water droplets fell on the chest of the shoulders and wet the black T-shirt. The hair instantly bounced up a little, and stubbornly exploded back.

Being injured.After saying that, he turned around and entered the house, and you took this sentence as a signal of release.

After receiving treatment from the teacher at home, I was no longer seriously injured.You whispered, following into the house.

There are no slippers in the entrance hall. You take off your wet shoes outdoors and place them on the floor barefoot, hold the door panel, and close it as close as possible without making any sound.

I thought the teacher's office would be bigger, or the room this person lives in must be at least a palace, just because the difference is not big, there is too much contrast.After standing still, you subconsciously look around.

It is not much larger than the structure used by students.

It is as small as a negligible entrance, a spare keychain hanging on the door, and basically no space for functional division, so it is easy to see the 1R room where the bed is opened at a glance, and even the windows are open in the same place.

However, the bed was changed, not a standard single bed equipped with a high school college. It was a large one, moved to a close to the wall, occupying half of the room; there was a lot of empty spaces by the window, and a sofa was stuffed with the original low cabinet in the room. There was no desk in the room, only a modernist design was placed on a camel carpet, and the table was piled with seven or eight things, paper books, valuable coffee pots, wooden watch shakers, and mugs with simple drawings; there were some missing ones under the table, wallets, reports that were less than half a row, ugly toys with uncertain curse, a few colorful game cassette boxes, and reflective reflective ones hidden in the plush, a pair of sleeves or tie clips, a temple with upside down sunglasses, a dozen stacked documents, a few comics, porn magazines and tablets with upside down on it.

You narrowed your eyes and wanted to see more carefully. You subconsciously leaned forward and almost hit the huge LCD TV against the wall and the entire row of inconspicuous cabinets next to you.

Too many different from what I imagined.

Here, like a mixed product that has never been careful and does not want to compromise, the necessary and most commonly used products are moved from home, and the indifferent and indifferent things that can be made up are used as they are, so that they are both exquisite and casual, and they are clearly divided and mixed.

For unknown reasons, I feel that the house is filled with miscellaneous things that I throw at, but there is still a large space left. It looks full but it is actually empty, so a big person is swaying in the house. The big person is walking towards the house with his back to you and observing the mistakes. There is still a structural difference.

The teacher's office is not 1R, but 1K, and he turned his head to glance at you. The corner of his mouth is calm and his face is not good. He opened the high cabinet and took out the bottle of wine.

Didn't tell me what happened the day before yesterday.Legs, broken?

The man ignored you and hid your knees behind you, turned his head into the room and signaled you to sit down, went straight into the bathroom and took out a towel.

Sofa and bed.

You walked closer with your hands and feet, half of your butt sitting beside the bed, and the soft bedding fabric carried your whole body a few inches.

He stood and looked at you without saying anything, sitting cross-legged on the ground facing you,

There is no medical box... I just fell.The man raised his hand and you twisted for half a second before you stretched out your knees and calfs that were still oozing blood.

The muscles and skin stretch and pull due to movements, causing slight tingling and unspeakable itching.

Mr. Yi Dizhi said you are back... I thought about what to say, but my mind seemed to be itchy, which made people want to grab it by myself. The stairs were a little slippery on the rainy day, and I was a little anxious when I ran over... I'm really curious, so I wanted to ask you immediately, Mr. Wuzhao, are you the type of drinking you usually drink?

Foreign wine, glass bottles, translucent, placed in the house, kitchen ceiling, tequila or vodka?Cheap spirits that are not suitable for identity, curiosity?

The other party is holding your ankle and wiping away the dust and sand around the wound.

Hearing this, I only glanced at you, my eyelash tips didn't tremble much, and I asked me to bring it back before I finished drinking the glass dinner, and said I would take it to continue next time... I said, I'm so big, are you still interested in having fun?You said you didn't breathe when you were sent to the infirmary, right?What should I do if I die of confusion? Huh?

Not all the magicians died... You swallowed and muttered with your head down.

This sentence is impressive. After all, Fu Hei was chasing you and asked questions. His expression was not friendly when reposting it. He looked not as easy to talk to as Yi Dizhi.

Before you could finish the second half of your sentence that was quite lonely, you screamed out loud, it hurts!!

Everyone said that there is no medical box, and it is good to have alcohol.He looked angry and looked at you fiercely.

The bottle cap like a funny hat fell to the ground, and the transparent wine poured on the wound, making the smell choked.

The man instantly got white and bubbled wounds and wiped them clean with a towel. Once it wasn't enough, it was boring and made people angry... Hey, little thing, have you been too confident recently?The special curse spirit... I really dare to join you.Why, do you take the tricks of the old man?Do you have to teach even if you run away?It's funny.When did you agree to die in such an inexplicable thing?Is it uncomfortable to make you feel bad if you don’t make you angry?Hey, it’s really too strong, so why don’t you help the teacher do all the tasks? How about it? Huh?

I asked Mimiko to evacuate immediately for help... The wounds of the skin and flesh were washed by distilled liquor, and there were burning hallucinations left, and were licked and stinged by every surging air flow.

You lowered your head, unable to control the soreness of your eyes, and you only dared to stare at the towels that were folded and placed on your knees.

When the reflex nerve legs are not bounced up, the movements are strangled to death by the ankle, and you will be even less confident when you speak. This... According to the constraints, it is also part of your hard work to study... Moreover, you were released at the place... Even if you ask for help,

The red-labeled glass bottle suddenly tilted, and high-concentration wine gushed into the bloody and painful area.

You bit your lips and your face twisted and painful so much that you pulled the sheet into a ball. Tears that could not hold back were bursting, and the pain also overflowed from then on.

ぁあ, it’s amazing, the teacher is so moved that he wants to applaud you.But, it hurts so much that I cry?What do you have to cry when you are cheated and removed from the special level?Is tear gland attack easy to use, huh?Is the curse spirit so I can't help but wipe your tears when I see it?The man stopped, stared at him with his eyes and tsk, and then continued, laughing so hard... I can't figure it out, the group of mentally retarded people above are crazy, right?‘If the container is not successful, why not try your luck and try to kill Wuzhao Juzhicai and kill his girlfriend’, don’t make people laugh?I don’t know who spread this word, but you dare to mess with it, and they really dare to believe it.As expected, there are too few rotten oranges slaughtered. I wonder if I will save some more...

The wound is being dried, you only dare to stare at the bloated and pale edge skin, gritting your teeth and sucking breaths, and your words are intermittent. I know I was wrong... try to die in the future... It hurts so much. Sorry, teacher, it hurts!!

I pressed it hard before letting go. The other party breathed a long sigh. It is very hard to teach you that such a fool, and it is better to understand the teacher's mood.He handed you the towel and let you do the rest yourself.

I stood up, moved my shoulders and neck, pressed my fingers, and stopped bleeding.Go back to the house to sleep.

But... when you guided Senior Fuhei... you said "Try to Die" to win... You hesitate to speak while holding the towel.

I was even more angry after listening.

The man turned his head and glanced at him, smiling and cursing his lips. With your current level, it is far from when talking about "winning". Anyway, "fighting or not" is destined to be solved in one second.So, I advise you that it is best to give me a good life until it is worth a little "guidance".

You shivered.

He turned his eyes and looked aside again, leaving quickly.

That... Teacher Wuzhao... You bit the bullet and speak.

The opposite side seemed to be unable to hold on and was too lazy to pretend.I'm not angry, and I didn't look at you.After waiting for a while, the nasal sound responded.

I was too anxious to come out... I seemed...forgot to get the key... The more I spoke, the less the sound was.When the last sound is spit out, you subconsciously close your eyes and your neck is shrinking.

It’s hard to say why, but I always feel that men are afraid that they will be so angry that they will strangle you to death after hearing this.