It's okay, don't flirt!

"Let's have dinner together later, I know a very good cold pot skewers." Zheng Yuan offered to propose more opportunities to get along with each other.

When he listened carefully, his eyes widened, how could he take his brother to eat this kind of food?He instantly felt that this woman was a terrorist, and he had the responsibility to protect his brother's personal safety.

Knowing that Yan hadn't spoken yet, Yan Jing grabbed his hand and hid the person behind him, "Our brother is not in good health and can't eat these messy things. It's still safe in the campus cafeteria. Miss Zheng, let's just leave now. And , girls eat less spicy food, they are prone to endocrine disorders.”

Knowing that Yan also nodded and said goodbye, Zheng Yuan hadn't spoken yet, knowing that Yan had been dragged away rigorously. "I can also eat in the campus cafeteria..." she said to herself.It's a bad start, so let's make persistent efforts, she thought to herself.

"Strictly, the school cafeteria is closed on weekends." The two walked side by side, but forgot to let go of the hands that were tightly held, knowing that they did not remind him.

Yan Jing also wanted to buy some clear porridge for Ming Zhiyan and a few buns. The shrimp buns from last time were pretty good, with a light taste and rich in protein.What should I give my brother to eat when the door is closed on weekends?The intestines and stomach are fragile, so I don’t feel at ease when I eat outside food, "Brother, let me make it for you."

It's really conscientious to act like a cow and a horse. I'm afraid the younger brother is hiding the attributes of a wife in his body, so he curls his lips knowingly, "Okay."

Taking over the important task of raising the senior brother, he rigorously dragged him to the vegetable market.He walked to the stall, grabbed a bag, put aside Ming Zhiyan's hand, and picked up the eggs.He didn't know where to put the hand that was suddenly empty, he looked at it, bent down, picked up the egg and handed it to Yan Jing's eyes.

Yan Yan looked at the egg held by the senior brother, glanced at it and said with a smile, "There are too many spots, here, I have to pick this one, the eggshell looks delicate and clean."

Yan Jing put an egg in Ming Zhiyan's hand for him to observe carefully.Knowing that it was the first time for Yan to be taught by words and deeds from Teacher Yan, he felt that Teacher Yan's image had also grown.

"Why is this good?"

Ming Zhiyan also picked one to be rigorous according to the appearance, nodded rigorously and relievedly, and put the egg into the bag, "This is the inherent competition of living things, and the external is an indispensable factor to realize the value of life. A good-looking egg Only then can there be hope of being eaten, so a good-looking egg must be an egg that grows hard."

Knowing that he was deeply educated after listening to the words, he lamented the miracle of life from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that he took it seriously, Yan Jin couldn't help laughing, why is the senior brother so cute when he is serious and foolish, "Hahaha, I made up nonsense, there are so many philosophies in picking an egg, the method passed down from generation to generation, the neighbor's grandma taught me .”

He put his hands on Ming Zhiyan's shoulders and leaned against his body, "Brother, you are so simple, you will be deceived so that you don't even have any pants left."

Mingzhiyan picked up the eggs and handed them one by one to Yan Jing's hands, without any embarrassment or panic, "I think your words make sense."

Seriously thinking about Ming Zhiyan's serious and inflexible appearance on weekdays, it turns out that it is not because of pedantry but because of being too simple!It's really interesting.

"Take two more handfuls of small green vegetables." He handed the selected eggs to the boss, and pointed to the vegetables in her basket, and asked the boss to pack two handfuls.

"Sister, if you buy so much, I will give you a handful of shallots."

Ming Zhiyan looked at his bright eyes and grinned his white teeth. This smiling face was like a viral flu, and Ming Zhiyan felt that he was also infected.

The female owner of the vegetable stall saw that he was good-looking and had a sweet mouth, and couldn't resist the temptation, so she put a handful of shallots in the bag.

"Junior brother is very good at living."

With hands behind his back and neck stretched, Yan Jing looked around in the market, and when he heard Ming Zhiyan's words, he turned his head and smiled at him, "I learned it all from the neighbor's grandma."

Ming Zhiyan feels that Yan Jing exudes a breath of life, he has his own world, but he is also able to handle it with ease in reality, just like Yan Jing boasting that there is no one before, he seems to be unique.If it is true that he is Qingliang Huiyue as others said, then the rigor is probably the sun that radiates its own light, just like the dazzling sun on the stage that day, he always attracts the attention of others, making people want to get closer involuntarily.

"Brother, do you eat fish?"

"Okay."

Back at the apartment, as soon as Yan Jing opened the door, he saw a big man. He took a step back and looked at the door number. That's right.

"Yo, Jiang Jiang, your kid is back." He tilted his head and shouted towards the kitchen, and when he turned around, he saw Principal Ming appearing in front of the door. altar?"

He Ming, a serious and serious major, is not Guangming's teacher, but he has a red heart towards Guangming, and he enters Guangming's teacher's apartment from time to time, it is said that he wants to have in-depth exchanges in art.

The He family has a good relationship with the Ming family, and He Ming and Ming Zhiyan can be regarded as brothers who grew up together.Why do you say it counts?Ming Zhiyan only grows up with him, but doesn't play much, He Ming spends more time playing with Ming Zhixing.When He Ming and Mingzhixing climbed the tree, Mingzhiyan sat under the tree and read a book. When they broke their leg and were hospitalized, Mingzhiyan sat by the bedside and read a book. They went to the river outside the hospital to fish, and he sat Reading by the river.

"Yanyan, don't look at it, there are a lot of fish fry here, come quickly!"

When Ming Zhiyan dragged the two cripples out of the river, he finally put down the book.

"Little brother, my name is He Ming, Teacher Shen's extraordinary good friend, Principal Ming's indispensable good brother." He squeezed his serious face, raised his eyebrows, and smiled wickedly, "You and Principal Ming what relationship?"

With a serious expression, he slapped his hand off, what the hell, I'm a teacher, is that how you blaspheme the people's teachers?

"Teacher Guangming, I pay homage to Mr. He, the disciple of the National Normal University, the successor of Confucius, rigorous." With his head held high and his chest held high, with a sacred and inviolable appearance, he walked into the kitchen proudly carrying the dishes.

He Ming's gossiping eyes swept Ming Zhiyan back and forth on Ming Zhiyan's face, and Ming Zhiyan said indifferently, "My junior brother."

Thousands of juniors come to this family?He Ming has been his brother for more than 20 years, and he has never seen him come to his house on his own initiative, which time he was not dragged by Ming Zhixing.

"Hehe, Junior Brother, the descendant of the dragon."

Ming Zhiyan slapped his hand on his shoulder, "He is a descendant of Confucius, and he advertises himself as a teacher."

He Ming withdrew his hand, smiled wickedly, but didn't speak, thinking how long he could pretend this pure brotherhood.

Shen Jiang and Yan Jin teamed up, and the efficiency of cooking increased gradually. A plate of dishes was served on the table, and the aroma was overflowing. He Ming got up from the sofa and looked around the dining table. He knew what dishes Shen Jiang was cooking. It is clear that the rest of the dishes are naturally made by rigorous hands.I didn't expect this little brother to have this ability. The steamed fish is bright in color and fragrant. "It's really good."

Ming Zhiyan also nodded, "Very good."

Yan Jing feels that the senior brother always praises himself today, and his heart is fluttering.Could it be that there is a switch in the senior brother's body, and he can say a lot of nice words with a single swipe?

Seriously, he helped his seniors pick up meat at the dinner table, ran in and out to help his seniors eat porridge, asked whether the vegetables were salty, and asked whether the soup was hot.

"Little teacher, help me serve a bowl of porridge too?"

Those who want to drink my porridge and want to order me around, I haven't slept with you, "Go yourself."

What a picture of brothers and sisters respecting each other, He Ming pursed his lips and ran into the kitchen with the bowl in his arms.

A new week, a new weather, the office of the language group is distributing the activity schedule of the poetry recitation competition.

"Come on, Teacher Yan, here is the activity arrangement, and this, the letter that slipped through the crack of the door."

Yan Yan took the envelope and turned it back and forth, and his name was written on the envelope.He took a knife, cut along the edge, took out the folded paper, and unfolded it. It was a printed letter paper with immature handwriting, and it was a love letter.

After the welcome meeting, the mysterious school grass became the dream lover of all the girls.After the fusion and fermentation of information from multiple sources, the rigorous identity of teachers and undergraduate freshmen were exposed, and some people began to eagerly try it.

"I'll see you under the red plum tree in the playground after school at noon?" This is a science student, and he still has a red plum tree. There is no distinction between red plums and white pears. In his eyes, there are only big trees and small trees.

"Mr. Yan, have you received the love letter?" The teacher at the next table poked his head to read the words on the paper.

The rest of the teachers also gathered around to watch the excitement.It is not uncommon to receive love letters rigorously. They are good-looking and young. It is no wonder that these children in the blooming and rainy seasons do not rush. This group of people just wring their fingers to see when the day will arrive.

"Teacher Yan, you have to be careful, the teacher-student relationship will be expelled."

"Rejection can't hurt the hearts of students. Children are so fragile now."

"Well, it's a technical job."

Rigorous, who doesn't care about their gloating, took out his mobile phone and began to check what the red plum tree looked like.

After school, he stood under the tree and waited for someone on time.The person hasn't arrived yet, but his stomach is already empty, and he really wants to eat.Just as he was thinking about whether to eat rice or noodles for a while, someone poked him, "Teacher, it's that tree."

Yan Yan looked in the direction she pointed, and it was five trees away.Rigorously, I don't quite understand the thoughts of children nowadays, so I have to talk about feng shui and orientation to make a confession?

"That tree is the school's promised tree. If we can be together, we will be happy."

A child is a child, can a tree keep happiness?Worshiping Bodhisattva is more reliable than this.

Yan Jing walked under the tree, stuffed his pockets, and tilted his head, "Student Wang, the teacher is a person of status."

"I'm in my third year of high school, and I'm graduating soon!" She also knew that a teacher-student relationship was against discipline.

"My partner must also be a graduate of a prestigious school."

"what?"

Yan Jing bent down and patted her on the head, "You are already in the third year of high school, work hard to get into college and then come to me, the teacher likes the right family."

With such a gentle move and bright smile, the little girl has never been so teased before. She blushed and lowered her head, "I will try my best."

"Then the teacher is going to eat first."

He rubbed the little girl's head, and when he turned around, he saw the principal smiling slightly, "Mr. Yan, what are you doing?"

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