Master, I have too many skirts

After that meal, Cheng Yue didn't see Ji Xu for a long time.

That night after he went home with Ji Xu, he was still worried that Ji Xu would give him another massage, so he took a shower early and went to bed, but Ji Xu said good night to him and went to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, he found the note left on the dining table.

[I'm very busy these days, so I need to call. 】

He got up at six o'clock every day and went to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, but Ji Xu often came home in the middle of the night, and sometimes never came back at all, so in the past three days, Cheng Yue saw Ji Xu no more than five fingers.

"What are you thinking about?" Mr. Chen ran up from the back seat with his chicken feather shuttlecock in his hand, "Kick a shuttlecock?"

"Don't kick." Cheng Yue held his mobile phone thinking whether he should send a message to Ji Xu asking if he would come to pick him up after school later.

"You..." Mr. Chen was about to say something when he was interrupted by Jiang Gezi who was holding a stack of materials on the podium.

"Everyone be quiet!" Jiang Gezi roared down with the little bee.

The whole class fell silent for an instant.

Jiang Gezi smiled shyly in a blink of an eye, took the information in his hand and began to read in a soft voice: "Our school's annual fundraising event will be held as scheduled, please use your creative ideas to win more donations for the recipients. Many donations, this activity will be organized by each class on this Saturday. The object of this donation is the handicapped children in Nanshan Welfare Institute."

"I... damn..." Mr. Chen cursed in a low voice, "Again."

Cheng Yue glanced at his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The last time we held this event, Grid asked our whole class to wear Bruce Lee's tight suits to perform martial arts and break boulders on the street." Mr. Chen still has lingering fears when he thinks of the frightened spectators, but then he sighed and said, "However, the donations raised by our class are the first in the whole school."

Cheng Yue was listening to him when the cell phone in his hand vibrated suddenly, and he immediately lowered his head to look.

It was Ji Xu who sent the message.

Ji Xu: [I will pick you up after school at night. 】

Cheng Yue's eyes lit up, and he immediately sent back a message.

Cheng Yue: [Shall we eat together? 】

The news from Ji Xu's side came back quickly.

Ji Xu: [Well, what do you want to eat? 】

There is also a picture attached to this message, a report card with no passing subjects.

Cheng Yue looked at the signature on the grade sheet in a daze, where did Ji Xu know his grades?

"I discussed with the class cadres and classmates. In our class, the men and women in the class will perform their talents in reverse order to attract passers-by to donate." Jiang Ge gently dropped a bomb and pointed at Mr. Chen, "We have the skirt I bought it, and it should arrive tomorrow, so remember to take the boys to try on the size."

Mr. Chen: "!"

Cheng Yue didn't hear the gasps of exclamation around him at all, all the nerves in his body were frightened and frozen by Ji Xu's next message on his mobile phone.

Ji Xu: [By the way, is the injury on your body healed? 】

When Cheng Yue's eyes fell on Ji Xu's message asking if he was healed, his back suddenly felt a little cold.

Mr. Chen looked at the unequivocal reading and got off the podium. Jiang Gezi was a little bit unlovable. He sighed and poked Cheng Yue next to him with his elbow: "Jiang Gezi is simply abnormal."

"Why is it abnormal?" Cheng Yue replied casually, then looked at the messages on the phone and thought about how to answer.

"Is what she said normal?" Mr. Chen roared.

Cheng Yue heard that he looked up at Jiang Gezi, who was standing on the podium and was announcing the event process, and said with some doubts: "It's normal."

"You..." Mr. Chen was hesitant to speak, and then he gave him a thumbs up with a righteous look, "Our important task is entrusted to you!"

Cheng Yue glanced at him speechlessly, lowered his head and slowly typed and deleted on the phone, deleted and typed again, and finally sent four words.

Cheng Yue: [It's ready. 】

Then Cheng Yue waited anxiously for 5 minutes, but Ji Xu didn't send any more messages.

Cheng Yue suddenly felt a little regretful, he lifted his T-shirt and took a look at his stomach, the bruises were gone, only a little blue.

He gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and poked his stomach, and it turned red in a short while.

Cheng Yue looked at the small red mark and smiled happily, then sent another message to Ji Xu.

Cheng Yue: [It doesn't seem to be better. 】

This time, Ji Xu returned the news rather quickly.

Ji Xu: [I put the medicine I rubbed on you last time at home, didn't I tell you to remember to rub it on yourself?Why is it still not good? 】

Cheng Yue looked at the news and fell into deep thought, whether he wanted to make him better or didn't want him to be better.

Seeing that there was no reply to the message, Ji Xu put his mobile phone on the desk, and looked up at Tang Jing who was standing by the screen in front of him, talking happily with his stomach puffed out.

"The court will be held tomorrow! Everyone, organize all the materials that need to be sorted out, and organize all the information that needs to be sorted out!" Tang Jing boosted his morale and sucked in his stomach more and more, "This is a war without gunpowder! The court is our battlefield ! The mouth will become our sharp weapon! Show your teeth and look at them!"

There were five people in the meeting room, except for Ji Xu, all bared their teeth.

"The meeting is over!" Tang Jing waved his arm, and the people in the meeting room came out one after another.

Only Ji Xuxu was left leaning on the back of the chair, lightly tapping his fingers on the desk, lowering his eyes and saying: "Someone has passed a message, Xingchen will send a lawyer to end tomorrow."

Tang Jing was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and asked in doubt: "Why did Xingchen take this job?"

The reputation of Xingchen Law Firm is as famous as their Hengyi, but Xingchen is an old-fashioned firm, and their Hengyi is a rising star. They have overwhelmed Xingchen several times, and this position has been established.

Tang Jing didn't expect Xingchen to accept this kind of order under such an almost one-sided situation. There must be demons when things go wrong. This kind of big event has been widely spread by public opinion and the advantages and disadvantages are obvious. Xingchen, as the leader over there The defense lawyer appeared, isn't this a sign of self-destruction?

"I don't know, it's better to be careful." Ji Xu glanced at the time, pushed away the chair and stood up, "I'll pick up Chengyue and leave school."

Tang Jing glanced at him worriedly and said, "You haven't slept all day and night, go back and have a rest."

Ji Xu nodded, took the key on the table, turned around and left the meeting room, sent Mu Jia the specific court time while walking, and then went downstairs and drove towards Cheng Yue's school.

When Ji Xu drove to the school, get out of class was over. After he informed Cheng Yue that he had arrived, he turned his head and looked at the crowded school gate from the car window.

Soon, Ji Xuran's staring eyes quickly locked onto a Cheng Yue who squeezed through the crowd and ran towards him.

Cheng Yue squeezed halfway, saw Ji Xu's car parked by the side of the road, immediately jumped up, smiled and waved.

Ji Xu's mood, which had been sinking all day, obviously improved a lot when he saw Cheng Yue's smile.

Cheng Yue quickly squeezed over out of breath, stopped outside the car window with a smile and looked at him, and said loudly, "Why are you here so early?"

"Why are you sweating?" Ji Xu handed him the handkerchief in his pocket, "Get in the car first."

"Tomorrow Saturday, our class will have activities outside to raise money for the children in the orphanage. There will be chest breaking and martial arts. I watched them play a few nunchucks, and they taught me how to play a few." Cheng Yue posed a few gestures while speaking, and then asked, "Do you want to come and see?"

"When?" Ji Xu looked at the road ahead.

"Afternoon?" Cheng Yue didn't know.

"Let's watch the time." Ji Xu replied.

"Yeah." Cheng Yue nodded, turned his head and looked out the window, and after a while quietly turned back to look at Ji Xu who was concentrating on driving.

He hasn't seen Ji Xu for more than a day, but he always feels like it's been a long time.

Ji Xu has no expression on his face, and his smooth side face looks indifferent. Although Ji Xu has no expression on his face most of the time, Cheng Yue can very sensitively know whether Ji Xu is happy or unhappy.

Ji Xu is not happy now.

Cheng Yue recalled the last time when Ji Xu was happy, it seemed...it was when he pressed his wound that night.

Cheng Yue swallowed, thought for a long time and stretched out his hand to pinch his arm.

Looking at the large red mark that soon appeared, Cheng Yue stretched out his arm nervously.

"Huh?" Ji Xu was stunned.

"Push it for me." Cheng Yue habitually touched his nose as soon as he lied, and stumbled when he spoke, "I was hit by a nunchuck while playing. You pressed it last time... very comfortable of."

Ji Xu looked at the small piece of white arm that Cheng Yue handed over, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm a pervert?"

Cheng Yue: "..."

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