Chapter 392: : School 22

Just when Zheng Quzhi breathed a sigh of relief, a strong wind suddenly hit behind his head. Zheng Quzhi's expression suddenly changed, and he hid to the side while looking back.
Zheng Quzhi was stunned when he saw the man.
Actually...Wang Huai's mother? ? ?
Zheng Quzhi was a little confused and at a loss.
Wang Huai's mother still looked haggard, but she was a little more sullen, staring at Wei Yan with cold eyes, as if she still had some resentment and hatred.
There was no expression on Wei Yan's face. It seemed that he had already expected that there was a bit of chill in Wang Huai's mother's eyes: "Are you willing to show your true colors?"
"Wei Yan!" "Wang Huai's mother" chuckled with a smile: "Long time no see."
Wei Yan lowered his eyes and nodded under Zheng Quzhi's bewildered gaze: "Long time no see."
After he finished speaking, his sleeves shook, and a dozen paper figures flew out. He pursed his lips: "Since they are in the same class, then use the same tricks, how about the outcome?"
"What's wrong?" Zheng Quzhi interrupted him: "You must have won. If he is better than you, he will be like this?"
Hearing the two words of the same door, Zheng Quzhi made up a drama in his brain. It was nothing more than those possibilities, either from love to hate, or jealousy, in short, now he has become an opponent.
One is bright and beautiful, the other lives in the quagmire.
Just so lost, Zheng Quzhi was dragged behind by Wei Yan, and a large pit was smashed by the fire on his side. A burning smell came. Zheng Quzhi frowned. He thought it was a scum, but he seemed a little capable.
Wei Yan had already fought with the man. The other party didn't use paper men as Zheng Quzhi thought, but he used black talisman, which was quite similar to Wei Yan's talisman.
Zheng Quzhi looked behind for a long while, finally set his eyes on the bed. In the end, the two of them ignored the third child on the bed. He walked over and lifted the quilt slightly, and the familiar face appeared in front of him.
It was the same face, but the complexion was ugly, the Yintang was dark, the eyes were black, and the lips were black. It looked very bad.
Zheng Quzhi lifted the quilt and took a look. He was lying on his back, with ups and downs on his chest. It seemed that he didn't know the reason. Xiao Ming had not been taken away.
Bang--
With a loud noise, Wei Yan had already kicked the person against the wall, and when the person rolled down, he stepped her under his feet again: "Come out."
"What if I just don't come out?" She laughed hahaha: "I am on her, you dare not move me, otherwise you will kill someone hahahaha..."
"How can you be sure that I can't get you out?" Wei Yan chuckled, the chill in his eyes made people get goosebumps, he took a step back, and two paper figures broke the mouth of'Mother Wang Huai'. Soon another paper man got in quickly.
"Hiss" Zheng Quzhi took a breath, this, this...it’s not a good idea to get into someone’s stomach, right?
Within a few seconds, the person lying on the ground rolled over, with blue veins violent on his face, and his face instantly flushed.
"Wei Yan! You have a kind of don't come over!"
"Ah!"
While she was rolling on the ground, she didn't forget to curse Wei Yan. In the end, Zheng Quzhi couldn't listen anymore, and picked up a stinky sock from the ground and stuffed it into her mouth.
As soon as it was inserted, two paper figures stuck to the stinky socks, and they were completely sealed to prevent her from taking the socks out.
"Hmm!!"
Not long after, the woman fainted with her eyes, and then a cloud of black air emerged from her nose, and a paper man covered in pitch black came out of her nostril.
Wei Yan raised his hand and took the paper man back.
"Where is she?" Zheng Quzhi looked curiously, Wang Huai's mother was lying on the ground like that, as if she had fainted, and she didn't know if the ghost inside had come out.
"In the paper man." Wei Yan explained lightly, pinching a piece of paper talisman, pinching Wang Huai's cheek, and stuffing the paper talisman in.
"He should be all right?" Zheng Quzhi asked curiously.
Wei Yan nodded affirmatively: "Yeah."
The person who was going to borrow his life had already been locked up by him, and the mediator was also crushed by him in the paper man, plus that he had just fed Zhang Fu, no matter what happened.
"What about Wang Huai's mother?" Zheng Quzhi pointed to the aunt who was still gagged with smelly socks.
"It's okay." Wei Yan continued to nod patiently with a good temper: "It's just that he is possessed by something dirty, it's a bit of energy, and he will wake up after a short rest."
"Okay." Zheng Quzhi nodded thoughtfully. After a pause, he stretched out his hand to climb onto Wei Yan's shoulder and shook him around: "What about you? How are you?"
"Naturally it's good." Wei Yan finally laughed, his eyes moved slightly, turned around and pressed the person against the wall, and got close to him: "Worry about me?"
If you let the average little girl, you must be fascinated by Wei Yan's low and magnetic voice. Zheng Quzhi has always been thick-skinned, and he grinned when he heard the words, and took the initiative to narrow the distance, stealing a fragrance, and then laughed: " My boyfriend, of course I am worried, can you not ask such silly questions in the future?"
"Of course." Wei Yan bends his lips and stretches out his hand to press on the back of Zheng Quzhi's head to deepen the kiss.
The eyelashes of Wang Huai on the bed trembled slightly, and his eyes were about to open. Wei Yan moved his fingers, and several paper men flew over to cover his eyes. Within a few seconds, Wang Huai fell into a coma again.
When the two people came out of Wang Huai's house, the sun outside was big and it was a bit dazzling.
Zheng Quzhi and Wei Yan were fully armed, and both of them used masks to cover their faces tightly, which saved Zheng Quzhi a lot of trouble. After a deep kiss, the lips of both of them were red and swollen.
"Don't be like this during working hours in the future." Cai Qian downstairs had already drove the car and was waiting outside. Before getting on the car, Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but exhort: "If the third child woke up at that time, he would be so tired and crooked. not good."
"No need to worry." Wei Yan said with a smile: "An Xin is the case."
Gee.
Zheng Quzhi shook his head and drove the car first, holding the roof very gentlemanly: "Come on, dear Mr. Wei, please get in the car."
"Sir, the matter is resolved?" Cai Qian turned around and asked when both of them got in the car.
"Yeah." Wei Yan pulled off the mask and exclaimed: "Remember to follow up and deal with it as soon as possible."
"Yes!" Cai Qian responded in a rough voice. It has been a long time since he was ordered to do something by his husband, and he couldn't help being a little excited. After a long while, he asked: "How to deal with that Shen Dao? He is not awake yet."
Hearing this, Wei Yan turned his head and glanced at Zheng Quzhi. Seeing that Zheng Quzhi was also looking at him, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "Keep it."
"Aren't you allergic to him? Do you want to pay attention to something?" Zheng Quzhi was still a little worried.
"Allergies?" Cai Qian frowned, "Mr. is allergic to lychees. Is he allergic to people?"
Poor Cai Qian, who has lived for more than 20 years, didn't know that he was fooled by Wei Yan. Zheng Quzhi shook his head, choosing still to hide from Cai Qian: "Just kidding! How can there be people allergic to people in the world."