Forced Marriage with the "Disable" Billionaire

Xiang Guan raised his eyebrows and looked at him meaningfully.    

That look was a scrutinizing look.    

Fu Yunjing walked over and snatched the cigarette from his hand and put it in the urn.    

The sparks on the cigarette butt met with water and quickly extinguished.    

"Don't say you don't know the rules of the gas station. You can't smoke. "    

Xiang Guan put down his legs and looked at him casually. "I know. "    

Fu Yunjing waited for his eyes to look at him. "You still smoke when you know? Aren't you afraid of an explosion? You don't want to live anymore. I want to live. "    

Xiang Guan rested his elbow on the leather chair behind him. He held his head in his palm and stared at Fu Yunjing without blinking. It was the same as the time they had met abroad.    

The same indifference, but also a little different.    

That time was alienation, but this time it was a little exciting.    

Fu Yunjing stood beside him and looked forward, but from the corner of his eye, he saw that Fu Yunjing was looking at him.    

Xiang Guan's chest buttons had already been opened a few times, and there was a large amount of skin leaking out from his chest. There was also lipstick on his lips, which made Fu Yunjing's heart feel unpleasant.    

He admired Xiang Guan.    

He had admired Xiang Guan since high school.    

At that time, he had just entered the first year of high school, and everyone was filled with curiosity. Fu Yunjing was no exception.    

The one with him. There was also a good friend from junior high school, Yang Shuo.    

The two of them had the same score. When they were willing, they even said they wanted to go to a high school.    

Thus, the two of them had indeed filled in one of their aspirations. What was even more unexpected was that they had actually entered the same class.    

Fu Yunjing's heart skipped a beat when he saw the two words Yang Shuo on the paper pasted on the wall.    

He thought he was blind due to old age, but someone patted him on the back.    

Yang Shuo's smiling face appeared in front of him.    

Fu Yunjing slapped his hand away, "Don't pat me. Woman's Qi is contagious. "    

Yang Shuo's face immediately darkened. He let out an aggrieved humph and turned around to leave.    

Yang Shuo was his childhood friend. Because he had been like a girl since he was young, everyone thought he was a girl.    

Later on, Yang Shuo had a girlfriend. It was not until then that the community found out that he was a man.    

Yang Shuo had always cared about his identity.    

Fu Yunjing was also powerless and didn't know how to help him.    

Yang Shuo dug a hole for himself.    

That day, Yang Shuo was walking on the road when he asked Fu Yunjing who was beside him.    

"Fu Yunjing, what do you think will make them think that I am a man?"    

Fu Yunjing looked at him from head to toe.    

He came to a conclusion. "I have no choice. "    

Yang Shuo's nose twitched. He was about to cry.    

Fu Yunjing saw his teary eyes and said casually, "Look at you. You have to cry about anything. If we don't treat you as a girl, what do we treat you as?"    

Yang Shuo quickly wiped away his tears. "Is that so?"    

Fu Yunjing nodded helplessly. "Yes. "    

Yang Shuo lowered his head and thought for a while. "Think of a way to make me look like a man.    

"If you want to look like a man, first of all, don't cry when you encounter anything. At least that thing that made you cry should be a major event, and not like this now. Just a simple sentence from me and you cry, understand? "    

Yang Shuo felt a little wronged. He started to forget about it again. " But I still can't stop it. I just want to cry. "    

Fu Yunjing looked at Yang Shuo helplessly and said, "When you want to cry, pinch your thighs. I always do that when I want to cry. I promise it will work. "    

Yang Shuo immediately used what he had learned and pinched his own leg.    

Yang Shuo's white smiling face immediately had tears on it. "It hurts!"    

Fu Yunjing shook his head. This child was hopeless.    

Yang Shuo and Fu Yunjing walked along the corridor. When they reached the door, Fu Yunjing stretched out his hand to pull the door. Just as his hand was about to touch the door, another one suddenly appeared.    

Fu Yunjing raised his head and took a look. Then, he could not move his eyes away.    

In front of him was a clean and good-looking face.    

However, Fu Yunjing had seen people with good looks before. Logically speaking, his face had not reached the extent where he could stare at it without letting go.    

"Do you want to open the door?"    

The boy glanced at Fu Yunjing indifferently and then turned his eyes to the door.    

Fu Yunjing stepped aside. "We're not going in. "    

Yang Shuo said, "Aren't we going in?"    

Fu Yunjing pulled Yang Shuo and said, "We're not going in. Did you forget that you haven't gone to the toilet yet?"    

Yang Shuo thought about it and agreed.    

Then Fu Yunjing pulled him into the bathroom.    

Halfway there, Yang Shuo finally realized something was wrong. "But why did you open the door just now?"    

Fu Yunjing glanced back slightly and saw that the door was closed. He turned around and looked at Yang Shuo. "I don't want to go in again, okay?"    

Yang Shuo realized that he had played him and looked at him with his mouth.    

Fu Yunjing was worried that he would cry, so he quickly pulled him to the toilet.    

Yang Shuo's hand was still pinching his thigh when he came out of the toilet.    

Fu Yunjing saw him pinching his leg and asked, "Don't you feel pain? I didn't let you keep pinching. "    

Yang Shuo shook his head. "I saw myself in the mirror just now. My eyes were red. I'm so worried! "    

Fu Yunjing smiled gently. "You know you are ugly too. Could it be that you haven't realized it in so many years? "    

Yang Shuo got excited and felt like he was going to explode again. He quickly stopped himself and ran back to the toilet.    

Fu Yunjing couldn't help but smile.    

He went back to the classroom alone.    

The first class didn't have any formal lessons. It was the class teacher's speech time.    

The homeroom teacher was a middle-aged woman with glasses. Although she was old, her temperament was impeccable.    

In addition, when she took good care of her hair, many boys had already started discussing in private.    

Fu Yunjing's attention was completely focused on the podium and the seat next to the window.    

At that time, the boy who had wanted to enter with him in the beginning.    

The sunlight from outside shone in and landed on his face, making his wheat-colored skin more transparent. For some reason, Fu Yunjing was attracted to him.    

To be precise, he was appreciating it.    

Next, the teacher began to read out the names. Everyone went to the podium and introduced themselves one by one.    

When he said Xiang Guan's name, the boy stood up.    

Fu Yunjing's gaze followed him up to the podium.    

"Hello, everyone. My name is Xiang Guan. I am fourteen this year. "    

After saying that, he asked his teacher, "Can I go down now?"    

The teacher was slightly surprised because Xiang Guan's height was almost 1. 75 meters. He was about the same height as an average adult.    

And he was only 40 years old.    

The teacher looked at him and said, "Can you tell us about your family?"    

Xiang Guan blinked and started talking about his family members.    

"I have five people in my family. My dad. My mom, my brother, my sister, me. "