Professor Baiqihehe chases his wife crematorium

After all, Yue Zheng didn't have the nerve to ask Yin Lou to buy vegetables, and he brought a big fish home by himself, and his heart was so complicated that he couldn't care about the money.

Yue Xiaoqing asked Yin Lou to take over to make up lessons, and he was the only one at home. Yue Zheng adjusted his mentality while cleaning up the fish, and the more he adjusted, the more he collapsed.

It's actually a professor, it's really a teacher... That's a professor, he's more advanced than a teacher, a great intellectual, how awesome a person can be a professor at K University!

Yue Zheng wiped his face, it was too sudden.I couldn't help but doubt in my heart, can such a person be a professor?No, even though it's pretty rough in the bar, but I'm still a very nice person to get along with during this time...

Yue Zheng greeted Yin Lou and Yue Xiaoqing with a head full of grass.

"Brother Yue?" Yin Lou put on his slippers, looked at the mess in the kitchen, with a helpless expression, "Didn't you tell me to do it."

"Ah," Yue Zheng rubbed the back of his head, the short inch was a bit long, "It's not because you think you can do less work."

"I am willing," Yin Lou leaned close to his ear and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "I am willing to do it."

Yue Zheng's ears felt hot, he pushed him, and clicked his tongue: "All right, all right, you can do it if you like, I just took a rest."

Yin Lou looked at his back, slightly curved his lips, and murmured, "Brother Yue, you keep your word."

Yuezheng hid in the bedroom, feeling a chill on his back for no reason, he touched it twice with his backhand, wondering: "I'm not sweating, why is it still cold, isn't it because I have a cold..."

Here, Yin Lou took off his coat and went into the kitchen. The chopping board that looked like a murder scene suddenly came into his sight, making his pupils constrict.

A big crucian carp had its stomach ripped open, its scales were horribly scraped and fell all over the floor, the tiles and the floor were covered with blood, the vegetables he bought were everywhere, and the place he had tidied up yesterday looked like a thief.

"..." Yin Lou rubbed his temples, suppressed the urge to run up and down, took a deep breath, and forced himself to look away from the dish soap... After a while, the stiff muscles relaxed slightly.

He walked to the counter, picked up the knife, but his hands couldn't stop shaking, he clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were still shaking.

It seems that something is going wrong, he scoffed, how to explain...

"I washed your water glass for you, remember to take it away when you leave later!" Yue Zheng walked up to him carelessly, feeling a little embarrassed seeing the miserable state of the chopping board, and patted him on the shoulder, "Well, you first Go out, let me clean up, you can just come over and stew later."

The man was very angry, and the temperature of his palm was higher than others. The moment it was imprinted on his back, it was like a raging fire, melting away all the discomfort.

Yin Lou tilted his head, his lips were pale, but he smiled sincerely. He took Yue Zheng's hand and put it next to his face, rubbing it against his face. Before Yue Zheng broke out, he said, "It's a bit cold, Brother Yue, your hands are so warm."

Yue Zheng was about to blurt out "What are you doing with your hands and feet?" He was stunned by a sentence, choked for a long time, and reached out to touch his head: "You don't have a fever, are you not in good health, a cold?"

"I don't know, maybe." Yin Lou let go of Yue Zheng's hand, and when he separated, his little finger inadvertently slid across the warm palm, and Yue Zheng shivered, knowing that he didn't mean it, and he couldn't say anything, otherwise he would be all over the place. The old men are so hypocritical.

"Stay aside, I'll clean up the fish, and you don't have to do the job of burying the fish." Yue Zheng stood next to him and squeezed.

"Are you sure?" Yin Lou looked at him, fixed in place, let Yue Zheng squeeze him, and said with the corner of his lips hooked: "Brother Yue, let me come, otherwise the police will come to the door."

Yue Zheng looked at him: "What are you doing here? I, an ordinary citizen, haven't broken any laws."

Yin Lou pointed to the chopping board: "You killed the fish, and the method was brutal."

Yue Zheng is silent: "..." It's not very pretty.

In the end, Yue Zheng was pushed out by Yin Lou to rest, and spent a long time watching TV extravagantly, Yin Lou quickly prepared two dishes and one soup and served them.

During the meal, Yue Zheng was always worried that Yin Lou would tell Yue Xiaoqing about the matter during the day. It would be enough for him to lose face in front of Yin Lou, but if he still loses face in front of Yue Xiaoqing, there would be no place for him to lose face.

But Yin Lou never mentioned it, and Yue Zheng was relieved until Yue Xiaoqing put down the bowl and went back to do her homework.

"Brother Yue." Yin Lou called him.

"What are you doing?" Yue Zheng felt relieved, and his movements also relaxed, and no one sat on the stool with one foot to cook rice.

"Today's event..."

"What?" It's okay if you don't mention it, but when you mention it, Yue Zheng gets nervous, put your feet down quickly, and look at him squarely, "Well, cough, what's the matter."

"No, I just want to chat with you." Yin Lou stretched out his hand and rubbed his head. The short inch was a bit prickly, but it was fun to touch. He smiled and said, "You seem to be nervous, don't we usually chat like this? ."

Yuezheng made him feel so embarrassed, he pulled it away: "Tsk, what are you groping for! I'm so nervous, I just haven't recovered yet, I told you to come back tomorrow, I definitely can't accept it on the first day. "

"Really." Yin Lou raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," Yue Zheng looked at him, paused, but still didn't hold back, and asked, "Your unit is your principal or something, don't you care?"

"Huh?" Yin Lou was puzzled, "What the hell?"

Yue Zheng hesitated to speak: "Just, you, a teacher of the people, go gay..."

Yin Lou understood, propped his chin with one hand, looked at him leisurely, and said with a smile, "Brother Yue, is your focus on 'right' or 'gay'?"

"Nonsense, of course it's 'gay'!" Yue Zheng glared at him, and couldn't help worrying after a while, "I'm telling you the truth!"

"It doesn't matter." Yin Lou paused, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "But it will still have an impact if it is known."

Yue Zheng suddenly became nervous. It's a pity that such a big intellectual was fired because of his sexuality. "Then you usually pay attention! Don't keep running to that place, you will be finished if you are seen!"

Yin Lou joked: "Didn't Brother Yue run away too?"

"I ran away that time in 30 years, and let you fuck me up." Yue Zheng got angry when he thought of this.

Before seeing Yin Lou, he was not picky about his food, so he thought about finding a good place to make do with it for the night. Who would have thought that Yin Pan'an would be killed halfway, so that he could be hooked away by his soul.

It's really a knife on the head of color.

Yin Lou smiled for a long time, then said slowly: "I was passing by that day, not on purpose. The store is opened by my friend, I gave him the car keys, and saw you when I was leaving..."

Yuezheng could think of the following words without him saying it, the atmosphere suddenly became more meaningful, and the necks of people who were bored felt hot.

It's like falling in love at first sight with a kid, the more you think about it, your elder brother is already thirty, and you don't believe in this stuff for a long time, this trick is useless.

Yin Lou looked at him: "Brother Yue, your ears are red."

Yue Zheng froze, squeezed a couple of times, and made up: "Soup, the soup is too hot...you are weak and cold, you don't understand!"

Knowing how to lie more and more, Yin Lou nodded solemnly: "Indeed."

"That store was opened by your friend." Yue Zheng changed the subject in a rather tactful way, "I was still wondering, how could you, a teacher of the people, go to such a messy place."

"Brother Yue, what kind of person do you think I am?" Yin Lou asked suddenly, looking over without blinking.

Yue Zheng asked him for a moment, he was stared at and didn't have time to lie and make up or something, so he babbled the truth: "The rich second generation who plays very messy."

"Puchi." Yin Lou couldn't hold back his laughter.

Yue Zheng blushed, and felt quite embarrassed. "Whoever told you to meet for the first time, you're so sloppy."

"I'm sorry," Yin Lou smiled with his eyes slightly curved, pinching the tip of Yue Zheng's heart with just the right arc, distracting him for a while, Yin Lou picked out all the thorns for him, "that day I was rude, sorry."

"It's all over, so why apologize," Yue Zheng said, "I'm also wrong about this matter, I'm preconceived, I misunderstood you, and I also apologize."

Yin Lou smiled again, with his arms on Yue Zheng's shoulders, his brows and eyes were handsome, and when he looked at him closely, the moles at the end of his eyes seemed to come alive, hooking Yue Zheng's nerves.

Yin Lou said, "When are we going to apologize to each other? Shall we worship each other?"

"Bullshit!" Yue Zheng came back to his senses and was also happy, and after a while he couldn't help but sigh, "I really didn't expect that I would still know such a high-level intellectual as you in this life, and be a brother, old Yuejia It's time to leave."

"It's so serious." Yin Lou raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You don't understand," Yue Zheng looked at him, raised his hand to slap his hair for a while, then patted his own head, and asked him, "Are you watching?"

Yin Loushun asked, "What?"

"Knowledge!" Yuezheng pointed to his head, "From now on, my thinking will be graded, and I owe you all."

Yin Lou laughed for a long time, Yue Zheng looked at him, couldn't help laughing after watching him, and finally laughed into Yin Lou's arms for some reason. "Brother, you—"

Yue Zheng froze for a moment in Yin Lou's arms, then quickly sat up straight: "That—"

"Excuse me!" Yue Xiaoqing quickly slammed the door.

Yue Zheng: "...Hey, little girl, what are you thinking about all day long?"

Yin Lou shook his head and smiled.

"Oh, that's right," Yuezheng ate three bottles of beer, flustered, and tugged on his racerback vest, "Do you have any friends who know massage chairs?"

Yin Lou glanced at his strong muscles, his eyes were dim, and he asked casually, "Huh?"

"I wanted to buy it when I was a kid, and I asked about it a while ago. Where would I know this is such an expensive thing?" Yue Zheng said.

"Massage chair..." Yin Lou thought for a while, then nodded, "What a coincidence, I have a friend who is in the massage chair business recently, what is his budget?"

"The less the better," Yue Zheng said, "When you're in love, you're already talking about piercings. It's not a big deal. A woman buys such expensive things for the man, and the man's buckle is even shared. I don't know. Just say something about her, she is quite grown up like a child."

"Let me see, there is something suitable to tell you."

"Thank you, thanks to you," Yue Zheng touched the back of his head, "I haven't looked at this thing much before."

"You're welcome."

After Yin Lou left, Yue Zheng took a cold shower.

It may be the blessing of his status as a senior intellectual. The more Yue Zheng looked at Yin Lou today, the more he felt that this person was shining, and it was the light of wisdom and knowledge, which made his heart skip a beat.

You are really promising, Yue Zheng looks down on yourself, you say you are a brother, but you see yourself as a brother, are you still a human being?

Oh shit.

After rushing for more than 20 minutes, Yue Xiaoqing stopped, Yue Zheng threw a towel over his head in a subtle mood, pushed the door out, and bumped into Yue Xiaoqing head-on.

Yue Zheng teased her: "Hey, our princess is so in high spirits, did she finish her homework?"

"Brother Huang, let me tell you the truth," Yue Xiaoqing folded her hands on her chest, her eyes shining brightly, "Is Brother Yin your boyfriend?!"

"What boyfriend, that's a buddy." Yue Zheng patted her on the head, sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and drank, "What do you think all day long, your brother likes to be single, and someone needs to take care of finding a wife Go, not happy."

"Pull it down!" Yue Xiaoqing didn't believe it, and sat next to him, "You two hug each other!"

"It's punching." Yue Zheng said.

"Do not--"

Yue Xiaoqing continued to say, but was stopped by Yue Zheng: "Nothing, go to bed early after finishing your homework, do you know what your Brother Yin is doing, just leave this nonsense."

Yue Xiaoqing asked, "What are you doing?"

"University professor!" Yue Zheng poked her on the forehead, "It's not a teacher, it's more senior than a teacher, it's a professor! If you can become a professor in the future, you can go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha every day."

"Wow," Yue Xiaoqing was stunned, "Didn't you say Brother Yin is the second generation rich, how did you become a professor?"

Yue Zheng frowned, and suddenly remembered what Yin Lou said before—Is it related that I am a teacher of the people and I drive a Bentley?

He coughed, looked down at Yue Xiaoqing with a deep expression on his face, and said, "Is it related that your Yin brother is a professor and he is a rich second generation?"

Yue Xiaoqing opened her mouth wide.

"Okay, okay, go to bed," Yue Zheng pushed her shoulders and walked to the bedroom, "Don't say such things in front of your brother Yin in the future, once your brother delivers food, what common language can you have with others."

"Why not, Brother Yin will be happy to see you." Yue Xiaoqing retorted.

"He's just like that," Yue Zheng said, "He's happy to see anyone."

No, Yue Xiaoqing pouted, Brother Yin was unhappy seeing Teacher Li's expression.

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The author has something to say:

The author squatted by the window, biting Wangzai's straw and said: Brother Yin is actually not happy with anyone except your brother.

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感谢在2020-12-1117:25:09~2020-12-1217:06:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: accompanied by Yan Wuqing, who failed to enter the university and married Jiang Wenxu;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Migaloo; 1 bottle of square tablets;

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