Transmigrating to Before the Big Boss Blackened

Zhou Zhi has no time to take care of the others, only the baby that Lu Feng said when he left.

Shimu is also more curious, what treasures can those four poor ghosts with low IQ leave behind?

After touching the black and sneaking into the dormitory, Shi Mu turned on the small rechargeable table lamp next to the bed, and the orange light illuminated the small dormitory. She bent down and lay on the ground, reaching out and groping for the bed board.

"Brother Mu, how about it, do you have anything?" Zhou Zhi stood behind him, rubbing his hands expectantly.

Fu Yunshen unbuttoned his pants and glanced at them: "Hey, I'm sleeping."

Tossing was almost sleepy in the middle of the night, and he didn't want to play this boring baby-finding game with them at all.

"Brother Shen, go away, you must be under your bed." As he said, Zhou Zhi tore Fu Yunshen, who had only half off his pants.

"Day." Fu Yun cursed deeply, took a deep breath, and had no choice but to sit on Shimu's bed.

There was a scent on her bed, which was exactly the same as the smell on her body. Fu Yun couldn't help sniffing more. After returning to his senses, he felt that his behavior was too perverted. He frowned, got up and folded his pants neatly on the bedside table. Then pick up the pajamas and change them.

Zhou Zhi still pouted his **** and turned under the bed. He kicked Zhou Zhi in the back, his tone was impatient: "Can you get out of here, I'm going to sleep."

"Found it!" Shi Mu's excited voice made Fu Yunshen give a shock.

Looking back, Shimu, who was holding the black bag, looked pleased. "Yes, stick it on the top of the bed with tape. It's still hidden deep. No wonder no one has found it for so long."

There was dirt on her face, her face was dirty, her eyes were bright, twinkling like stars. In fact, Fu Yunshen was very annoyed by the way she laughed, showing a small dimple, she looked very gay, even if she was gay, it is probably the one below.

Shi Mu rolled up his sleeves and wiped the dirt on his face, and placed the bag on the desk expectantly. Zhou Zhi rubbed his hands and leaned over, "What is it, please take a look."

"Good, good." Shimu didn't dare to delay, and tore open the packaging bag. There was a small box inside, wrapped around the package, and a note was posted on it, and the handwriting was a bit messy.

[Hello fellow students living in 415 in the future: We are the seniors of 415 now. This **** place is really boring. In order to celebrate your tragic three-year career, we hereby prepare gifts, please accept it. ]

gift?

"Mom, could it be money!" Zhou Zhi was even more excited.

Shi Mubai glanced at him: "You are ugly, you want to be pretty."

With that said, he opened the box.

Crackling.

A pink thing fell out of it, with a label still on it. It was obviously brand new and no one had taken it apart. It's just a strange shape, like...butt? It's like a cup for drinking water.

Shi Mu looked left and right and looked puzzled. She glanced into the mouth of the cup: "Water cup, right? This **** has a strange shape."

"Puff."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Mu heard Zhou Zhi and Fu Yunshen both laughing.

She was inexplicable: "What are you laughing at."

"Hahahahahahahahaha." Zhou Zhi clutched his stomach and laughed loudly.

Fu Yun's eyebrows were filled with smiles, and he said softly, "Yes, the water cup, since you took it out under your bed, I will use it for you."?

Why does this person speak so strangely...?

"Hahahahahaha." Zhou Zhi was still smiling, and directly hammered the table.

The sound he made was too loud, which directly caused dissatisfaction in other bedrooms.

"Japanese dog 415, can you be quiet! Do you not go to bed most of the night to find ghosts?!"

"Fu Yunshen, your uncle, don't think you can do whatever you want after winning a class! We are not easy to mess with!"

"415 rubbish, are you playing mahjong with ghosts!"

"..."

Zhou Zhi was angry, and started to curse with his throat: "Come here, let me ask my grandson to speak, see who says more, the sow slept with you!"

"Zhou Zhi, you licking dog, licking dog has nothing to understand! No wonder you don't sleep in the middle of the night, I forgot, the dog doesn't sleep most of the night!"

"Your grandma's." Zhou Zhi took off his shoes and walked out.

Fu Yunshen grabbed it, "Shut up, be quiet."

Zhou Zhi pointed outside, grieving Baba: "They scolded me."

"My nephew is good." Shi Mu raised his hand and touched his head, "Don't make a fuss at night, this cup is for you, drink more hot water."

Don't say how kind in those eyes.

Zhou Zhi looked at the cup and shook his head, and pushed it to Shi Mu: "Brother Mu, keep it. I want to give my chicken a vacation."

"..."

"……What?"

Zhou Zhi endured a smile: "This, this is an airplane cup, haven't you seen Brother Mu before."

Airplane...aircraft cup?

Shi Mu was taken aback, and threw the thing into Fu Yunshen's hand not far away.

She is a big girl who has never seen this stuff, even if she has watched a lot of movies, but...real people practice, who still uses this tool.

Shimu rubbed the reddish earlobes in shame, pretending to be calm: "There seems to be something in the box, I'll check it out."

Backing the two of them, Shi Mu took out a 2t USB flash drive from under the box.

"What's this?"

Shi Mu shook his head: "I don't know, do I need your computer to see it?"

She eats frugally and buys a computer at all.

Zhou Zhi was a little bit distressed: "My computer is out of power and there is no time to recharge it. Brother Shen uses yours to see what you guys are doing."

"No." Fu Yun lowered his eyes deeply, playing with the airplane cup in his hand.

"Hey, don't be so stingy."

Fu Yun snorted coldly: "That thing has a virus, don't."

This is true. If the USB drive of unknown origin carries a virus, it will be difficult to handle.

The hour hand was already at 1 o'clock, Shi Mu rubbed his eyes and threw the USB drive in the desk drawer, "I wash my face and sleep, and I have to go to class tomorrow."

"Wait." Behind him, Fu Yunshen said in a playful tone, "I won't have a shot before going to bed, eh?"

Shi Mu's back stiffened: "Come to your uncle."

Fu Yun chuckled softly, threw the cup on the bed, pulled the quilt and rolled over to fit his eyes.

After washing her face casually, Shimu lay back on the bed when she was sleepy.

When he was drowsy, Fu Yun's deep and clear voice rang in his ears, "Time twilight."

Half-dreaming and half-awake Shi Mu mumbled.

"What are your parents like?"

parents?

Shi Mu squinted, "Why are you asking this?"

"Don't do it." He closed his eyes. "Just ask."

Fu Yunshen just couldn't figure out why Lu Feng wanted to die because his family was good and his father was kind and loving. If he had a good family and gentle parents, he would certainly not embark on such a path.

How difficult it is to live.

It's so difficult to be happy...

Shi Mu rubbed her eyes and rolled over slowly. She opened her eyes and looked at the boy on the other side of the bed. She cautiously said, "Fu Yunshen, are you homesick?"

"You think too much." He was indifferent, pulled the quilt up, covering most of his head, "Sleep, good night."

Shi Mu's eyes grumbled and turned, she tiptoed out of the bed, climbed to the side of his bed, and slowly moved to his ears, her deliberately lowered voice was slow and soft, "How do you know that it is an airplane cup, Fu Yunshen, do you use it? Ever?"

Fu Yun frowned deeply and pulled the quilt up completely.

Shi Mu chuckled twice, and picked up the airplane cup and pulled the quilt on his body: "Oh, my brother, how do you use it when you show me, you can't live up to the kindness of the senior."

"Don't pull it." Fu Yunshen tightened his hand bones, his tone of sullenness already revealed.

Shi Mu continued to harass him: "Don't be shy, I don't know how useful this stuff is, you teach me."

He stopped.

When Shimu was puzzled about what was going on, the boy's sturdy arms stretched out from inside, and he grabbed Shimu's wrist. Before she could react, she couldn't prevent her from being pressed on the soft bed by the teenager.

Xingyue was gentle, and Fu Yun's eyes were deep as she pressed against her.

Fu Yunshen's skeletal hands tightly confined her limbs, with a smile on his face, "Huh? You said you want to know how to use it?"

He leaned over with a particularly malicious smile: "Are you sure you want me to teach you?"

"..."

"..."

It's over... It's over.

Shi Mu stared at a pair of peachy eyes at a loss, did she play off?