They Are Not Human! - Chapter 113

[Chapter 112 Dezhi Middle School 17]

Wen Qing was stunned, and turned to look at Zhang Yang: “Ah?”

Zhang Yang patted his chest and vowed, “It must be the case, otherwise what else could be the reason?”

Wen Qing stopped and looked back. Song Xuan in the distance.

As soon as he stopped, Song Xuan also stopped.

Song Xuan stood under the tree, his sleeves rolled up casually, and with a hint of impatience between his brows, he casually kicked the pebbles beside his feet.

The next second, Song Xuan lifted his eyelids and looked straight at him.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, and Song Xuan’s expression moved slightly when he noticed that he was staring at him.

Wen Qing couldn’t understand his change, but he could see that the anger in Song Xuan’s eyebrows had clearly dissipated a lot.

He was muttering in his heart, originally he just thought Song Xuan was crazy.

But now hearing Zhang Yang’s words, Wen Qing began to have some doubts.

He whispered to Zhang Yang, “Could he be afraid of me?” That’s

why he was so obedient?

Hearing this, Zhang Yang shook his head: “Definitely not.”

“Why do you still follow you if you’re afraid and don’t run far?”

“This is obviously…” Zhang Yang looked back at Song Xuan and felt a little bit of his fiery heat Looking at Zhang Yang ‘s eyes, he said decisively, “This must recognize you as the eldest brother.”

“I understand.”

Wen Qing looked at Zhang Yang’s assertive appearance, and nodded suspiciously.

Soon, the two left the path and walked into the teaching building of the third year of high school.

As soon as he walked into the lobby on the first floor, he heard someone shouting, “Brother Song.”

Wen Qing glanced around and saw Huang Mao and the others running towards Song Xuan, nodded and shouted,

“Good morning, Brother Song.”

“Brother Song .” Morning.”

……

Song Xuan frowned and said coldly, “What stinks on your body?”

Huang Mao was stunned, raised his hand to smell it, and immediately said, “This is the smell of perfume.”

“The most popular men’s perfume right now . , what is it called, what is the smell of cedar, it is said that it is standard for the male protagonist of the novel.”

Song Xuan glanced at him coldly: “Go away.”

“It stinks.”

After that, Song Xuan walked straight forward.

Huang Mao and the others stood on the spot, you heard me, I heard you, and continued to walk after a long distance from Song Xuan, very obedient.

Seeing this familiar scene, Wen Qing was silent.

Does Song Xuan really recognize him as the eldest brother?

Beaten so hard?

Wen Qing flexed his fingers, thinking to himself, why not just slap him…

Walking up to the fourth floor with Zhang Yang, he saw Jiang Yan leaning against the railing and smoking again.

He squinted his eyes and looked a little sleepy, as if he was smoking to boost his spirits.

Seeing Wen Qing and Zhang Yang coming, he waved to them.

Wen Qing stepped forward, Jiang Yan spit out a ring of smoke, and his voice was sleepy: “Xu Yuan and Chen Jing went to the toilet together.”

“Let’s talk first.”

“It was Christmas Eve last night, and nothing happened.”

Wen Qing He opened his mouth and said, “So do we.”

Jiang Yan responded lazily, and dragged his tone: “I also used some props.”

“It’s useless for roommates,” she said, and she paused, “To be precise. , it’s useless for the students in the first class, but it’s okay for the students in other classes.”

Wen Qing was stunned, is it useless for the students in the first class?

Zhang Yang wondered: “Why is it okay to Song Xuan?”

“Is there something wrong with this guy? It’s really strange that he’s the only one who doesn’t live on campus.”

Zhang Yang turned to look downstairs, Song Xuan was standing at the entrance of the third floor corridor, leaning lazily against the wall, bowing his head to take Get out your phone and play openly.

Jiang Yan followed his gaze, squinted his eyes, and shouted casually, “Song Xuan.”

Song Xuan raised his head and looked at Wen Qing.

After realizing that Wen Qing was not calling him, he glanced at Zhang Yang and Jiang Yan beside him, and withdrew his gaze blankly.

Jiang Yan lightly lit the cigarette butt with his fingertips, shook off the soot, lowered his eyes and took a breath, and said lazily, “It doesn’t work.”

“It’s not Song Xuan’s problem.”

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Qing: ” Maybe our Wen Meng is more painful.”

Wen Qing blushed, and quickly asked, “Could it be a problem with the level of the item?”

Jiang Yan shook his head: “No, all items are ineffective.”

Wen Qing was stunned . Living.

Zhang Yang was a little stunned, and asked Wen Qing in a low voice, “What happened at that time?”

At that time…

Wen Qing’s cheeks were even redder, and she said vaguely, “I just used it while he wasn’t paying attention.”

“It shouldn’t be the reason,” Zhang Yang glanced down and whispered, “This guy was obviously unprepared just now.”

“Wen Meng, think about what else.”

Wen Qing thought about it, but only a kiss was special . the point.

Jiang Yan leaned slantingly against the railing, admiring Wen Qing’s face, every inch of her face was red, dyeing her auricles red.

He exhaled the smoke ring, extinguished the smoke, and said, “It’s not about the scene.”

“It’s about people.”

Jiang Yan explained slowly: “The biggest difference between the students in the first class and other students is that they can improve their grades by bullying transfer students.”

“It’s some unknown force, it’s their malice towards us.”

“No surprise, because They have malice towards us, so they cannot use props against them.”

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Yan blankly.

The analysis makes sense, but does this mean that Song Xuan has no ill will towards him?

He didn’t ask his doubts, but Jiang Yan could see it.

Jiang Yan raised his hand and pinched Wen Qing’s face, and said with a smile, “That’s why we are so hot.”

Song Xuan didn’t disturb their chat, but would glance up from time to time.

After seeing a woman move his hands and feet on Wen Qing, his face sank, and he lifted his feet upstairs.

Song Xuan looked at Jiang Yan, raised his chin, and his eyes were fierce: “Hey.”

“Where are you touching?”

Jiang Yan chuckled: “Can you manage it?”

Seeing this, Zhang Yang hurriedly Pestle and pestle Wen Qing’s arm, lowered his voice and said, “Take care of your little brother.”

Wen Qing frowned and looked at Song Xuan: “You go back to the classroom.”

“Don’t disturb us.”

Song Xuan said with a stinky face: “She touched you face.”

Wen Qing: “…Don’t worry about it.”

“You go back to the classroom.”

Song Xuan stared at Wen Qing with a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, then glanced at Jiang Yan and turned his head towards the classroom.

When Huang Mao and the others were going upstairs, they encountered this scene.

Several people looked at Wen Qing, and then looked at Song Xuan’s back, uttered a few words of national quintessence in a low voice, and quickly followed.

Huang Mao rushed to Song Xuan’s side and stammered, “Song, Brother Song, what’s going on?”

Song Xuan glanced at him and said lightly, “Go back to the classroom.”

“No,” Huang Mao He quickly said, “What are you doing back in the classroom?”

“Why do you listen to that transfer student so much?”

Song Xuan kicked him and asked, “What the hell can I do back in the classroom?”

Huang Mao was kicked. Staggering , he said tentatively, “Sleep?”

“Are you sleepy?”

Song Xuan raised the corners of his mouth: “I’m too lazy to talk to you.

” : “Song Xuan is such a loyal little brother.” “Swear to defend the eldest brother’s chastity.” Wen Qing was silent. Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes, watching Song Xuan obediently walk back to the classroom, and raised his eyebrows: “What’s going on?” Zhang Yang immediately explained: “After Wen Meng used the props on Song Xuan, Wen Meng still beat him up. Give him a meal.” “Don’t you recognize him as a big brother.” “Big brother?” Jiang Yan chuckled, looking at Wen Qing’s lips thoughtfully, “He doesn’t look like he was beaten. Just an honest person.” Hearing this, Zhang Yang looked at Wen Qing in surprise: “I didn’t expect you to look thin and weak, and you can beat people quite hard. One beat is worth more than one beat.” Jiang Yan: ” …” Wen Qing: “…” After chatting for a while, Xu Yuan and Chen Jing came back. Share information and ideas with each other.

“It is now confirmed that Fu Ranxiu is the manipulator, what will be the next step?”

Zhang Yang suggested, “Everyone who has props will find a chance to use them on him.”

“If Jiang Yan’s analysis just now is correct, we can find it. When he comes out, he has no ill will towards anyone, and then he will think of a way.” “Okay.

”

“Okay.”

After discussing for another ten minutes, the five of them walked to the classroom before the morning self-study began.

Wen Qing and Jiang Yan walked at the end of the team.

As soon as he walked to the door of the classroom, Jiang Yan noticed Song Xuan looking over and looked straight at Wen Qing.

He narrowed his eyes and grabbed Wen Qing.

Jiang Yan leaned closer to Wen Qing’s ear and said with a smile, “Wen Meng.”

His breath spit in his ear, causing a burst of itchiness.

Wen Qing tilted her head to avoid Jiang Yan’s breathing, her cheeks flushed slightly, and asked, “What?”

Jiang Yan lowered his eyes, stared at his open and closed lips, and said slowly, “I also want to be your little brother.

Wen Qing looked blank and didn’t understand what Jiang Yan meant: “What little brother?”

Jiang Yan blinked and said, “I want to be your little brother like Song Xuan.” Wen

Qing: “…you are Girl.”

Jiang Yan snorted: “Then I’ll be your little sister.”

Wen Qing: “…”

What is this mess?

He couldn’t help but ask, “Why did you suddenly mention this?”

Jiang Yan’s fingertips tickled his hair gently, with a smile on his face: “The price of being a younger brother is too tempting.” ”

I want it too.”

Just after landing, Wen Qing heard Song Xuan’s voice from the side: “Hello.”

Song Xuan took two steps forward, inserted between Jiang Yan and Wen Qing, separated the two, and said with a gloomy face,

“Wen Meng likes men.”

Song Xuan looked Jiang Yan up and down, sneered, and added He said: “A man like me.”

Wen Qing: “???”

Jiang Yan raised his red lips, looked at Song Xuan with a smile, and said timidly: “It’s a coincidence, I like men too.

” Wen Meng and I were born together.”

Wen Qing: “???”

[End of This Chapter]