The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

Chapter 39

39. Which of my clothes did he wear?

Lu Rong sat in the back seat of the car listening to English. His English is so bad that he wants to use his time in school every day to memorize more words. As soon as the car left the complex, Ji Wenfeng took off his earphones: “What are you listening to?” After listening to two sentences, he found that it was in English. He glanced at Lu Rong, “You just listen to this?” Dialogue at the kindergarten level + speaking speed in the elderly nursing home.

Knowing that Young Master Ji grew up in the United States, Lu Rong snatched the earphones back and put them in his ears, looking out the window to continue his English training. He is well aware of the gap between them, there is no envy, jealousy or hatred. People are different from life. He knew it when he was very young.

Before he heard a few words, Ji Wenfeng took off his headphones again: “I can teach you.”

Lu Rong turned his head to look at him disbelievingly. The two of them eat, drink and have fun all day long, when will they spend time with their studies?

Facing his skeptical gaze, Ji Wenfeng said indifferently with an “um” sound, and he was confident in his chest.

Lu Rong thought: Is Ji Wenfeng’s performance good?

He recalled that when Ji Wenfeng was looking for the optimal solution of the drawer capacity in the supermarket, he had super calculation ability; he was good at mathematics, and there should be no problems with all students in physics and chemistry. It depends on how smart he was; but English? English is his mother tongue, and the only thing that may be worse is Chinese.

In addition to English, Lu Rong can count on other subjects. He is only curious about Ji Wenfeng’s learning ability and has no intentions. But if Ji Wenfeng is willing to help him in English, that would be great.

Just because of good grades doesn’t mean he can teach, Lu Rong asked, “How are you going to teach me?”

Ji Wenfeng said, “I can only speak English at home in the future.”

Lu Rong: “…”

Ji Wenfeng: “I have to charge some tuition.”

Lu Rong’s body was tight: it’s time for Ji Wenfeng to be a demon again, I don’t know what the young master is going to do today.

Ji Wenfeng glanced at him lightly: “If I teach you a grammar, you have to take off your clothes.”

Lu Rong: “…” Did Ji Wenfeng know that he sold his clothes?

Old Song: “…”

Lao Song glanced at Ji Wenfeng in the rearview mirror and warned: “This, I have to tell Mr. Ji.”

Lu Rong grabbed the back of his chair: “Don’t!”

Lao Song’s eyes moved from Ji Wenfeng to Lu Rong: “…” If you dare to fight, you are willing to fight. Sure enough, there are too many people with secrets in this city.

Lu Rong suspected that Ji Wenfeng knew that he was secretly wearing his clothes and took it out of the house in an attempt to consign it. He sat back vigilantly, always watching for Ji Wenfeng to rush up and unzip his zipper: “I can’t pay the tuition.”

Ji Wenfeng’s eyes fell under his nod: “Really?”

Lu Rong put on headphones and continued to listen to English. He looked out the window and said with a frozen back that he did not want to worship him as a teacher. Ji Wenfeng changed his strategy and said to Lao Song, “Turn on the hot air conditioner.”

Lao Song: “It’s the autumn tiger season now.”

Ji Wenfeng: “I don’t want to say the second time.”

Lao Song turned the temperature up due to Ji Wenfeng’s lust. The car quickly became sultry and hot, Lu Rong’s face turned red, and fine sweat came out on his nose.

Ji Wenfeng leaned behind him, took off his earphones, and said in his ear, “Isn’t it hot?”

Lu Rong: “…”

Ji Wenfeng casually fell on the back seat of the car, looking at Lu Rong’s eyes, slowly unzipping the school uniform, pulling it to the end bit by bit, opening his jacket, and pulling out his shirt, revealing a bit of strong abdominal muscles.

Lu Rong: “…”

Lao Song activated the car’s Bluetooth: “Hey, 110? I want to call the police. Someone here has violated the Minor Protection Law.”

Ji Wenfeng put his hand on Lu Rong’s shoulder: “It’s hot day, what are you doing so tightly?” He turned over the collar of his school uniform.

In the small space, Lu Rong couldn’t hide, so he had to raise his hand to grab Ji Wenfeng’s wrist and forbid him to peek at his neck. Ji Wenfeng immediately buckled his hand and drew him to his eyes, to look through his sleeves, and what kind of clothes he was wearing in the school uniform. Lu Rong was dragged into Ji Wenfeng’s arms. Even if he lost his balance, his four fingers still clasped his sleeves firmly to prevent him from succeeding. Ji Wenfeng couldn’t overcome his sleeves, so he took off his trousers. When he took off his trousers, he knew what clothes he was wearing. Faced with such a brutal attack, Lu Rong calmly freed up a hand and pressed his trousers off hand to the waist of his trousers.

In this way, Ji Wenfeng dragged Lu Rong into his arms, wrapped one hand around his sleeve, and the other hand took off his pants. Lu Rong held his wrist with one hand, and the other hand stopped him from making the next step. The two wrestled in the back seat silently, blushing with thick necks.

Ji Wenfeng couldn’t control it for a long time, so he turned his head slightly and went to take a peek at his collar.

From the rearview mirror, Lao Song saw that it was a wealthy ethical tragedy-Ji Wenfeng hugged Lu Rong and wanted to take off his pants. Lu Rong half-pushed his hand and pressed it on his hip. Lu Rong suffered intense psychological pressure, lowered his eyes in shame, and Ji Wenfeng wanted to kiss his neck regardless.

Lao Song stepped on the sudden brake, unlocked the door lock on Lu Rong’s side, and said solemnly, “Run!”

The two teenagers smashed into the front seat of the car head-on, and solved the unsolvable confrontation. Lu Rong pushed the car door and stumbled out. Ji Wenfeng must have heard from the laundry lady that he picked up the idle ones, but he couldn’t confirm it. Just now, he almost put on a help. It’s dangerous.

Ji Wenfeng sharpened his eyes and looked at Lao Song: “What are you doing?”

Lao Song took out a cigarette, lit it calmly on the cigarette lighter, pinched his fingers, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled: “You won’t be able to go on like this.” He turned his face, hating iron and steel. With Ji Wenfeng, “You, be gentle.”

Ji Wenfeng: “……?”

He just wanted to know which outfit Lu Rong wore.

When Lu Rong ran into the school, he went to the bathroom and changed his clothes. He stuffed it into his schoolbag and walked into the classroom. He asked Guo Jing for a black-lacquered vegetable market plastic bag and stuffed it with the trendy sweater and placed it at his feet. Later, when Ji Wenfeng went upstairs, he deliberately walked from the 8th class door, staring sharply at Lu Rong, hoping to see through his school uniform jacket to see which clothes he was wearing. Ji Wenfeng looked at Lu Rong who was sitting in the classroom, but he did not know that the rotten girl sitting in the classroom was looking at him.

Rotten girl: “Er, what happened to your husband this morning?”

Lu Rong kicked the clothes under his feet to prevent Ji Wenfeng from seeing with sharp eyes: “He is not my husband.”

The rotten girl contemplated Ji Wenfeng’s sharp eyes, and then contemplated Lu Rong’s nervous look. After thinking for a few seconds, she came up with the answer: “Did you secretly take the things from your husband’s house back to your natal family and be caught by your husband? Did you catch the bag on the spot?”

Lu Rong: “…” Are you a goddess?

Lu Rong thought that Ji Wenfeng should give up when he got to school, but he didn’t. After two classes, all the surrounding classmates were spreading that they didn’t know who had offended Ji Wenfeng in class 1. Ji Wenfeng led someone to block the door of the toilet. He had been waiting for two whole classes.

“This unlucky ghost will be beaten as soon as he goes to the toilet.” Classmate A vowed, “Ji Wenfeng stayed in front of the toilet after class and didn’t leave at all!”

Lu Rong guessed: Ji Wenfeng was waiting for him to go to the toilet. As long as he stood by the sink and pulled off his trouser chain, the clothes tied inside would be exposed. Cunning, Ji Wenfeng, chose a weak underbelly that makes people unable to defend. It’s just that he has taken off his clothes.

Lu Rong got up and went out to the toilet in a low-key manner. He does have three urgency, and he also wants to verify his guess.

The e-shaped teaching building of Chengnan High School has two toilets in the corridor connecting the three teaching buildings, located at the middle point of the first and second teaching buildings and the second and third teaching buildings. Ji Wenfeng’s class 1 is located in the first teaching building, and Lu Rong’s class 2 is located in the second teaching building, so Ji Wenfeng is guarding the toilet in the middle of the first and second teaching building.

Lu Rong walked to the fork in the corridor, and there was a toilet on both sides. The toilet on the left is crowded with people, and the toilet door on the right is quite crowded. The reason is that Ji Wenfeng and his attendants leaned outside the toilet and talked and laughed. Girls of the whole year, even if they are far away in the third teaching building, come here to go to the toilet, and some of them even come to the bathroom twice, hoping to attract Ji Gongzi’s attention.

However, Ji Gongzi just watched the people coming and going in the toilet indifferently, chatting and laughing.

“Who is he waiting for?” Everyone was guessing.

When Lu Rong appeared in the corridor, Ji Wenfeng immediately straightened up like a rattlesnake and looked in his direction. Lu Rong couldn’t bear his sensitivity, and the gaze of the people around him hurriedly turned and walked towards the toilet on the right. No need to try again, Ji Wenfeng is definitely waiting for him. His only wish now is to empty his bladder before Ji Wenfeng breaks in.

Lu Rong’s wish failed to come true. As soon as he put his hand on the zipper, Ji Wenfeng followed in.

Ji Wenfeng walked to him and stood still, turned his head and stared at his crotch.

Lu Rong smiled in his heart, slowly and slowly unzipped the chain of his pants, revealing the white shirt inside.

Ji Wenfeng: “!”

Ji Wenfeng frowned: How could this be? Didn’t Lu Rong steal his clothes?

Ji Wenfeng’s expectations fell through, frowned, and left absent-mindedly.

Fang Chang, the leader of Class 8 who had witnessed this scene, came over and patted Lu Rong on the shoulder: “It’s great.”

Lu Rong stared at him and patted his own hands. He should have not washed his hands.

When Lu Rong returned to the classroom, all the boys gathered around, took his hand affectionately, patted his shoulder, praised him for being good, and stared at his crotch involuntarily while speaking. Lu Rong asked Li Nanbian what was going on. Li Nanbian glanced at him twice, and I didn’t know how to say it or not, “Do you really want to know?”

Lu Rong: “Say.”

Li Nanbian: “Fang Chang said that your size is very big. Ji Wenfeng stopped by your side, and when he saw your bird, he was scared away. It has the ambition of our 8th class boys.”

Lu Rong: “…”

Lu Rong: “Fang Chang really owes days.”