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Chapter 8 Poor Jerry
The night is deep, but not quiet.

Martin took the mousetrap that he made simply in the afternoon, opened the door and went downstairs.

Going down from the third floor, the noise gradually increased.

The doors of the two rooms on the first floor of the apartment were open, loud music blared, screams and laughter continued, two couples were already making out in the public corridor, and the clothes of the two girls could barely cover their sensitive parts .

"Hey! Martin, want to play?"

"Come on! Handsome teacher, try the new tobacco!"

Faced with the enthusiasm of these young students, Martin greeted happily: "You guys are having a good time! If there are girls who need to sleep, you can go upstairs to find me, and the boys are fine!"

Several college students "booed" Martin, especially the boys, making contemptuous gestures.

"I'm not interested in weeds. Where's your barbecue? Chicken legs are fine too. Give me a piece of meat. I'm going to say hello to the rats downstairs. I hope they won't come up and bite off your penis."

"Wow! The teacher can still play!"

"Martin, your penis must have been bitten!"

"Let Mary see your little penis, maybe it can be saved!"

A hot girl with suspenders on her upper body and hot pants on her lower body laughed loudly, turned her head and raised her middle finger to the boy who said this, and then said loudly: "Your news is out of date, Martin's body is fine even if you don't look at it, otherwise you won't be able to get married. To Miss Betty!"

"Is this true?"

Someone asked loudly in surprise.

Martin spread his hands with a smile.

"Wow!"

"Oh my God!"

"Damn!"

Everyone exclaimed, and some boys lamented that the pure and beautiful Elizabeth Rose fit their fantasies of a teacher-student relationship.

But this fantasy was shattered by reality.

And it was broken by Martin, who they thought was a "loser".

Seeing the surprise on their faces, Martin felt complacent, but he didn't dare to linger. He took a piece of pizza that nobody knew who had left and left.

If you don't leave, there is a risk of being drunk, and you may not be able to go home tonight.

Not being able to go home is a trivial matter, the key is that the eyes of those girls in Mary are too scary.

He was afraid of losing his virginity.

There was also a piece of bacon on top of the pizza, which was placed on the mousetrap, and the pizza was also torn into small pieces and placed in front of the mousetrap.

Early the next morning, Martin was awakened by a bell.

Sleepy-eyed, he took a picture of the alarm clock, only to find that it wasn't the alarm clock ringing. He turned his head to see that the screen of the phone was on.

Take it over and have a look: Betty.

"Hello? Betty?"

"I'm downstairs at your house, here to move things."

"Ah? Hey! Come! Come!"

Martin woke up instantly, got up, put on a tracksuit, and ran down.

Betty looked at Martin with the "chicken coop" on his head, and smiled immediately.

"Hey, I just woke up and haven't washed yet."

Martin scratched the raised hair on his head in embarrassment, but couldn't hold it down.

"Let's go, move things up first."

Betty pulled Martin to the back of the car.

Martin carried the heavy ones, Betty carried the light ones, and it took them two trips to empty the trunk.

A girl who came out yawning after the carnival last night saw the two moving things and asked curiously, "Professor Ross, did you move here to live with Martin?"

"No."

Betty shook her head with a smile and didn't say much.

A boy poked his head out when he heard the voice, and asked loudly, "Ms. Betty, do we still have a chance to chase you?"

Betty shook her head again and said with a smile, "No."

Martin rolled his eyes and shouted: "Eat something and go to sleep. You played all night last night. Be careful that Mary will squeeze you dry tonight."

As he spoke, he blocked Betty's figure and urged her to go upstairs.

Seeing Martin's careful look at Betty, several boys and girls burst into laughter.

Upstairs, Martin said: "You don't know, they play crazy."

Betty shook her head and said, "No, I know, I saw the condom on the ground."

Now, it was Martin's turn to be dumbfounded: "Do they dare in the corridor?"

Betty glanced at Martin amusedly: "Are you a bit regretful that you didn't go last night?"

Martin shook his head, opened the door and let Betty enter the room: "Actually, I went, but I only took a piece of pizza and ran away."

"Hungry tonight?"

"No, it's for the mice."

Martin pointed downstairs: "There is something to drink in the refrigerator, I'll go see if I can catch a Jerry first."

"For animal experiments?" Betty smiled and waved at him: "Go."

A few minutes later Martin returned with a mousetrap in one hand and a large mouse in the other.

Betty picked up this big mouse, which was big enough to make most girls scream, and said with a smile, "The mice here are so fat."

"Ha ha."

Martin let go of the mouse, and ran to the sink to wash his hands vigorously. After washing twice, he came out and saw Betty observing the mouse in the cage with great interest. As it twisted and turned, I couldn't help but want to throw it away."

Betty raised her head and smiled: "If you have the experience of breaking the necks of hundreds of mice, you won't feel uncomfortable grabbing a mouse's tail."

"Uh, forget it, I'd better make some breakfast first."

Martin grinned and made a funny expression, "So, what do you want to eat?"

"casual."

Martin patted his head, that's the word that cooks hate the most.But he already had the experience to deal with it, and turned to the kitchen, where there was a cookbook hanging on the wall.

He flipped through it and decided to have a sandwich for breakfast.

After a few minutes.

Betty began to set up the various equipment, and Martin started the fire to fry the eggs.

After breakfast, Betty drove Martin to school and brought over the small refrigerator in Martin's office.

Here are the most critical things: serum and blood samples.

In order to ensure that the blood sample does not deteriorate, Martin also put the ice cubes brought from home in the refrigerator.

Then the two went out to purchase some parts, reagents and consumables.

Busy until noon, Martin's living room was completely turned into a laboratory.

"Honey, what's for lunch?"

Martin interrupted Betty, who was busy.

"Uh……"

Betty thought for a while, and just as she was about to speak, Martin smiled and said, "Whatever?"

"Ha ha!"

Betty nodded with a smile: "You know, do whatever you want, I believe I will love whatever you cook."

Martin shook his head: "Your trust puts me under a lot of pressure. What if I make something you don't like?"

"It's okay, I'll say I love it."

Betty smiled and waved her hands, signaling him not to stand here and get in the way, and he can get out.

"Okay, eat in half an hour, seriously, it's time for you to take a break."

Seeing that Betty didn't listen at all, Martin shrugged helplessly and went into the kitchen.

He felt that his state of fiddling with kitchen utensils in the kitchen should be comparable to Betty's state of operating experimental equipment.

All are professional.

After rummaging in the refrigerator, Martin decided to make a pot of tomato and potato beef beef soup.

Betty didn't have a big appetite, so Martin prepared exactly as he wanted, with an extra tomato.

When the soup pot is boiling, add two more bowls of noodles.

Finally, I made some dipping sauces with sesame sauce. As for dipping the fat beef into the noodles, it depends on the mood.

The only small space in the living room of the apartment was set up as a table.

After the hot soup pot and noodles were served, Betty was in no mood to continue the experiment.

"I wasn't hungry at all, but my mouth watered when I smelled it!"

Betty leaned back on the chair, smelled the fragrance of the room with an intoxicated face, and then got up to wash her hands.

Martin mixed a bowl of noodles with sesame paste and another bowl of noodles with soup.

Then he made a gesture of invitation to Betty: "Come on, choose one, and try my craft."

Betty looked at the two big bowls of noodles and rolled her pretty eyes: "Do you think I'm a pig? I can't even eat half a bowl. Bring me another bowl."

It's a good idea to try a bite of each, as both sides are delicious.

Seeing Betty's delicious food, Martin also got an appetite and began to eat "snorting".

At this time, there was another "crash and clatter" sound in the room.

Martin was taken aback, and looked up at the source of the sound. A mouse was bumping around in the cage.

"What happened to Jerry? I remember his legs were pinched off."

Betty filled half a bowl of fat beef and potato chips for herself with a spoon, and said unsurprisingly: "I used Bruce's serum, and the broken leg just now recovered quickly. It's amazing, but it's a little irritable. It's an obvious side effect."

Martin observed two seconds of silence for it.

He knew that Betty had already sentenced him to death in his heart.

(End of this chapter)