just eat you

Bai Yueli's apartment was very clean. According to Zhou Xiaoli, it was like a morgue with expensive furniture.All the colors that come into view are blue, white, black, black, white and blue. The three colors cover the whole room in shades of depth. Once you step in, you will feel deserted.

Zhou Xiaoli felt the cold of winter for the first time in a hot summer day in a room without air conditioning.He involuntarily rubbed the small bump on his arm: "Well, I said..."

"Bather." Bai Yueli bent down and took off his leather sandals, and put them neatly in the shoe cabinet; he took off the socks under his feet, folded them together, rolled them up and put them in the box above the shoe cabinet.

Seeing Bai Yueli's serious expression, Zhou Xiaoli shuddered again: "Uh, take a bath?"

"Yes, you smell of sweat all over your body, it stinks." Bai Yueli put away his socks, straightened up and took off his shirt, held the collar in one hand, straightened the clothes along the sewing thread with the other hand, and then hung them up Hanger on the side.

Zhou Xiaoli thought it was bad food, Xiao Min'er was a bit of a clean freak, but he could bear it, but looking at the big doctor in front of him, this clean freak is definitely not the slightest bit... He thinks it's better to live in a bridge hole.

After Bai Yueli changed his clothes, he looked at Zhou Xiaoli, who was completely flushed, and nodded in satisfaction: "Did you wash behind the ears? Where's the armpits? Where's the feet?"

The corners of Zhou Xiaoli's mouth twitched: "I'm almost losing a layer of skin. I said I've tried my best, great doctor." The implication is that even though I'm dependent on others, don't find fault with me.

Bai Yueli ignored him, and picked up a piece of paper from the coffee table: "Since you live here with me, you have to make an agreement... Here are the things you have to abide by, read it yourself, and sign after reading it."

Zhou Xiaoli is stupid, what the hell?Three chapters of the agreement?He took the paper and looked at it, almost vomiting blood!

In black and white, the first article is written in bold: Smoking is not allowed in the room, whether it is the bathroom, kitchen or balcony.

Zhou Xiaoli pointed at this one tremblingly: "This, this is depriving me of fun, my inspiration, my source."

"If you have to use this harmful substance full of nicotine to find your inspiration and source, then I advise you, it's better to find a similar job instead of wasting your life with writing." Bo Yue Li paused: "Besides, I refuse to smoke second-hand smoke. Smoking is an unhealthy behavior. It would be better if you can quit."

Zhou Xiaoli gritted his teeth, can't he smoke in the room?At worst, I went downstairs to smoke, and came back after smoking. Besides, if it really doesn’t work, drinking coffee can do the trick.He settled down and went to the second article...

"What? Can't date with the opposite sex?" Zhou Xiaoli was confused: "If you don't let me smoke, why don't you let me have sex?"

Bai Yueli frowned slightly when he heard the word "battle": "After all, you live here with me. If you get into trouble because of a messy relationship, it's not good. I like quietness... and what's more, you are so sloppy, If I always do some nonsense when I go out, I will be very troubled."

Zhou Xiaolihan: "Well, men have needs..."

Bai Yueli raised his hand to interrupt him: "Are you going to live in my house forever?"

Zhou Xiaoli thought for a while, yes, he can't live for a few days, and then wait for Min'er to calm down, and then make a [-]-word self-criticism and fool around. To him, [-] words are just two three hours thing.

The third item is actually the one that gives Zhou Xiaoli the most headache. It says to maintain hygiene, and there is a string of numbers below it. What is the need to change shoes when entering the house? Every different room has different shoes; what must be washed twice a day? If you take a bath, you must not smell of sweat on your body; you must clear the dining table for dinner, and you are not allowed to eat in the bedroom, etc.

Zhou Xiaoli deeply felt that this is not a morgue, but a labor reform center!

Bai Yueli looked at his distorted face, and raised one corner of his mouth to chuckle: "I can do this, can't you? I didn't ask you not to stay up late or get up for a walk in the middle of the night, it's already good gone."

Zhou Xiaoli almost knelt down and shouted to thank Lord Long En, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow: "Ah, haha... yes... that, I will try my best."

Zheng Jianxing took Gao Min's words as a deaf ear, and said in his heart that I can see my son whenever I want, and I need your permission?Is it true that when a teacher has an occupational disease, write an inspection?What can I do with that time.

He didn't pay attention to this problem, and just happened to catch up with a project, so he was busy for more than a week.When I was done with work, I thought of calling Gao Min. I guess he should have calmed down, but he didn't know that he wouldn't answer at all, and always hung up after two rings.

Zheng Jianxing sneered, this little sissy is really good enough, take a chicken feather as an arrow, why do you really think I like you?Something is wrong.He counted the time and waited at the gate of the kindergarten, and found his son among a group of teachers and parents.That brat was carrying his schoolbag, leaning against a small white QQ and waiting until Gao Min came out.

Zheng Jianxing put down his half-smoked cigarette and walked over: "Then what, Mr. Gao, I want to take my son home."

When Gao Min saw him, her face turned red and red, and finally said with a straight face, "Okay."

"Not good..." Xiao Yangyang quit: "Teacher, didn't you say to make me sweet and sour pork ribs at night? Huh, I don't want to go home, I want to eat ribs."

Zheng Jianxing slapped that little bald head: "Oh, what, can I be short of your ribs?"

Gao Min endured it, but couldn't hold it back, and pulled the tearful Yang Yang behind him: "Mr. Zheng..."

"Okay, I'll teach my son, why worry about it." Zheng Jianxing rolled his eyes: "There are so many kids in the kindergarten, you are worried about it, can you handle it?"

Gao Min was furious: "But, you...you can't..."

"I'll take my son home to eat good food. Please, Mr. Gao, return my son to me." Zheng Jianxing said in a vicious voice, and there were already several parents around looking here.

How could Gao Min have been said that before, he avoided the questioning eyes of his surroundings in embarrassment, and pushed Zheng Yangyang to Zheng Jianxing.

Zheng Yangyang grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Teacher, I don't want to go home...Teacher, don't you want me?" The voice was mournful, coupled with those shining eyes filled with tears, Gao Min's heart softened He stopped: "Yangyang..." Just as he was about to say something, Zheng Yangyang was dragged by his father by his collar.

"That's all right, that's it, hurry up and say goodbye to the teacher." Zheng Jianxing looked at Gao Min's face, which was as red as an apple, and really wanted to go up and take a bite, and then looked at Gao Min's eyes, which were red and full of moisture , My heart tightened—isn't it, I'm about to cry?What a sissy.

Zheng Yangyang reluctantly said goodbye.Gao Min bent the corner of her mouth stiffly, then lowered her head and got into her car.

Zheng Jianxing clearly saw from the rear-view mirror that tears were streaming down Gao Min's face.

He cursed a few words in a low voice, dragged Yang Yang into his car, then turned around and drove towards the almost unpopular home.

Yang Yang didn't speak all the way, but pouted angrily.Zheng Jianxing suddenly felt that he was wronged. He stopped at the gate of KFC, lined up and bought a set of family bucket and children's meal for his son, and then took it home for him to eat.

After all, Zheng Yangyang is a child, so he doesn't care too much if he has delicious food.

Zheng Jianxing gnawed a couple of chicken wings with little interest and stopped eating. He felt that this thing was too bad, and it was so unpalatable that there were so many people queuing up to eat it. It was really insane.He thought of Gao Min's craftsmanship, even though he only ate one meal, the aftertaste was long, it was really delicious... And he heard from Yang Yang that he would make sweet and sour pork ribs today, well, he hadn't eaten ribs for a long time.

In the evening, Zheng Jianxing took out a book from his son's schoolbag, tore off two pages, took a pencil, and then squatted in front of his son who was watching the movie with great interest: "Hey, do you know how to write an inspection?"

Zheng Yangyang was out of breath laughing, and hearing his father ask this, he gave him a blank look: "The teacher said good children don't need to write an examination." I don't know the implication.

Zheng Jianxing gritted his teeth: "Why can't you even write the inspection? How stupid."

Zheng Yangyang pouted dissatisfiedly: "Hmph, you must have done something wrong to write the inspection, and I did nothing wrong."

Zheng Jianxing twisted Yang Yang's face: "Don't think that I don't know about you picking up girls from kindergarten."

Zheng Yangyang covered his face and retreated into the corner of the sofa: "You taught me how to grab a horse from a doll!"

Zheng Jianxing scolded a few more words, meaning that the good ones don't learn from the bad ones, and one day you will be so bad that the teacher won't want you.

Yang Yang proudly raised his chin: "The teacher said that I am very obedient, smart and sensible, and I will definitely be a useful person to society in the future."

Zheng Jianxing's teeth were almost sour. He had heard this rhetoric since he was a child. He never thought that it would still be popular among teachers after more than 20 years. It is really not innovative at all.

Stuffed, he stepped forward to turn off the TV, and then bared his white teeth at the noisy Zheng Yangyang: "It's ten o'clock, if you still watch TV, I'll give you a small report and tell your teacher."

Yang Yang snorted vigorously, climbed off the sofa unhappily, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Zheng Jianxing pinched the two pieces of paper: How should I write this inspection?When he was in school, he was a good boy. He only had to watch other people write for inspection. How could he write it himself... He scratched his head, then picked up his phone and looked through the phone book, searched around and finally decided Just ask Bai Yueli, the so-called family ugliness cannot be publicized, if one less person knows about it, one less person will know about it.