Master, I have too many skirts

Cheng Yue slowly moved down from the sofa, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, his face was full of embarrassment.

"Why did you get up so early today?" Ji Xu saw that the tips of his ears were turning red again, so he didn't want to ask any more questions, thinking it was just a child who was ignorant and curious.

"I don't know..." After Cheng Yue put on his shoes, he followed Ji Xu to the dining table, "It seemed like a dream, but I forgot it when I woke up."

"Take the bowl." Ji Xu opened the breakfast bags in his hands one by one.

"Is there any fritters!" Cheng Yue yelled as he rushed to the kitchen.

"Eat less fried food." Ji Xu took the bowl in his hand and poured the porridge into it.

Cheng Yue helped to take out the sealed soup dumplings, steamed dumplings and the like, and curled his lips again, "Eat less takeaway."

Ji Xu was startled when he heard this, and felt a little sorry, "I don't have time, I just went out for a walk and came back to buy it, it's convenient."

"I have time." Cheng Yue excitedly recommended, "I can make breakfast, I can."

"You can talk." Ji Xu put the bowl over to him, "Eat more, talk less, and give the brain more room for development."

Cheng Yue lowered his head and took a sip of the warm fresh shrimp porridge in the bowl, licked his lips and said, "I really will. I will make breakfast in the future."

"Okay." Ji Xu nodded and pointed to his own bowl, "Boss, can I add another meal?"

Cheng Yue's eyes lit up, he slapped the table sharply, and stood up, "Damn! What do you eat, sir?"

"Come here." Ji Xu looked at him with a smile, and didn't plan to have breakfast, so he just leaned on the back of the chair casually.

Seeing Ji Xu's rare smile, Cheng Yue was immediately full of energy, hula turned his legs and entered the kitchen.

Ji Xu raised his eyebrows, got up and followed.

He doesn't believe that Cheng Yue can make breakfast. The young master is delicate and tender. He is a typical child who grew up used to it. Even if he has almost taken care of some of the stinky problems on his body now, it is estimated that going to the kitchen is still a problem. Enough.

Cheng Yue quickly took out two eggs from the refrigerator, put his hands on the pot again, and turned on the fire.

Ji Xu stood not far away watching Cheng Yue skillfully pour the oil, heat the pan, and then smoothly break the eggs with his hands...

Suspicion began to appear on Ji Xu's face.

Cheng Yue is also very satisfied with his meal operation. He has never cooked, but he thinks that cooking is actually very simple.

When the egg was thrown into the pot by him in the posture of a diving champion, he was still complacent thinking that he could finally fight Ji Xulu.

But what Cheng Yue didn't expect was that the egg was probably produced by the Philippine diving team. The moment it was put into the pot, the oil pot boiled, and Cheng Yue didn't have time to hide. , so he jumped back in fright.

When Ji Xu first saw Cheng Yue raising his hand, wishing he could throw eggs from the sky, he felt that something was wrong. Just as he was about to pull him over, the oil pan in front of him suddenly caught fire.

"Fuck." Ji Xu cursed, took a few steps forward and quickly grabbed Cheng Yue's arm and stuffed him behind him.

At this moment, the fire slowly came down. Ji Xu went over to put the lid on the pot, turned off the fire again, and then turned to check on Cheng Yue's situation.

"How is it? Didn't the burn go anywhere?" Ji Xu held his face with one hand, looked back and forth carefully, and picked up his two arms to sweep around.

Finally, several red blisters were seen on Cheng Yue's wrist and the upper part.

Cheng Yue was really embarrassed at the moment, he pulled out his arm and hid it behind his back, "I'm fine, accident, I really know how to do it..."

"Shut up." Ji Xu frowned and pinched the back of his neck, took him to the living room, and turned out the medicine box.

After taking the medicine, Cheng Yue looked at the white gauze on his wrist and sighed, feeling that he had lost all face.

Sitting on the sofa for a while, Cheng Yue listened to the voice coming from the kitchen, thought for a while and walked over slowly.

In front of the kitchen counter, Ji Xu was wearing a white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up, and the neckline was ripped open. He was holding the handle of the pot with one hand, staring at the eggs in the pot seriously with his head lowered.

Cheng Yue swallowed his saliva, then stretched out his hand to wipe his feverish nose.

"Be obedient and eat takeaway, or wait for me to come back to make it." Ji Xu controlled the pot, helped Dan turn over, and told the people behind him, "You are not allowed to enter the kitchen by yourself."

"This pot is quite high-end." Cheng Yue smacked his lips, desperate to save some face for himself, "I still recognize people, I only let you touch it, and I'll throw a tantrum when I touch it. "

"Hurry up and eat breakfast. I'm going out later. Don't forget that I have to study at night today. I'll pick you up when I have time." Ji Xu urged without turning his head.

"Oh..." Cheng Yue nodded, turned around and left.

When Cheng Yue just finished drinking the porridge in the bowl, suddenly there was a golden yellow, fat and flat egg in the bowl.

He raised his head and looked at Ji Xu who had sandwiched eggs for him.

"I'm leaving first, you eat slowly." Ji Xu said, "Remember to clean up the bowl."

"No problem." Cheng Yue snapped his fingers.

After Ji Xu left, Cheng Yue finished eating the eggs in the bowl, cleaned up the bowls on the table, and went directly to Ji Xu's study with his schoolbag.

Ji Xu doesn't often work at home, but this study often reveals a serious atmosphere, causing Cheng Yue to feel a sense of ceremony inexplicably when he sits in front of this big desk and writes papers.

Such stupid ideas as responsibilities, missions, hopes ahead and so on.

Halfway through the problem, Cheng Yue got up to get a glass of water, but when he passed the table, he accidentally took a folder with him.

Cheng Yue hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, neatly packed all the materials into the blue folder, and placed them on the table.

When he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes were caught by the three words on a small corner of white paper exposed in the folder.

Tan Minmin.

Cheng Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly opened the folder with his hands, and then pulled out the paper.

The content on the paper records Tan Min's daily actions.

Cheng Yue frowned, and flipped through all the papers in that folder.

His eyes finally stopped on the divorce agreement signed by his mother.

Cheng Yue frowned and stared at the divorce agreement for a long time, then took out the other papers in the folder and looked at them carefully, and finally put them back neatly.

Then the water stopped pouring, and he turned around and sat on the chair with his head lowered with a bad expression, not knowing what to think.

Cheng Yue forgot when he fell asleep, and when he got up, he found that it was time for self-study last night. He hurriedly stuffed the papers on the table into his schoolbag, carried the schoolbag and went out.

"What are you thinking? I've been posting it for a long time." Mr. Chen stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Yue's shoulder, "By the way, do you know Bai Frame?"

"Ah?" Cheng Yue was frightened away by Mr. Chen, who was full of the divorce agreement in his mind.

"Do you know the white frame of the third year of high school?" Mr. Chen said, "He asked me for your phone number and address last time, but I didn't give them."

"Oh." Cheng Yue responded.

"You..." President Chen rubbed his chin and looked at him for a while, "Is there something wrong with you? Why are you so heavy today?"

"Really?" Cheng Yue pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"Hey, don't laugh, be careful." Mr. Chen punctured mercilessly, "Did something happen to you? That white frame didn't bother you, did he? He's very aggressive in our school. But if you are really bullied by him, even though I can't win, I can help you get beaten."

"No." Cheng Yue simply admired his imagination.

"Then how did you know each other?" Mr. Chen was a little curious.

Cheng Yue thought about it, "Riding a motorcycle?"

Mr. Chen nodded clearly when he heard the words, "It's not surprising to ride a motorcycle. The ranking of our famous race track basically cannot do without the group of white frames. By the way, do you have a racing motorcycle?"

Before Cheng Yue could speak, Mr. Chen said excitedly, "Can you lend me a ride?"

"Mr. Chen!" As soon as Mr. Chen entered the classroom, he looked at Mr. Chen's 1-meter tall man standing in the middle of the classroom, "What are you doing! Find someone to accompany you to the toilet! Can I go with you? "

Mr. Chen chuckled twice, and returned to his seat with a stoop.

"After I finish these few words, I will study by myself in the evening." Teacher Chen stretched out his hand and patted the desks of the students sitting in the first row, "I really want to stress this again, the third year of senior high school is about to take the college entrance examination, and it's only been a few weeks. Afterwards, you will take the exam immediately, but! Until now, there are still some students in our class who fail some subjects, or have extremely low scores. Time really flies by! You are just so close to the third year It's just a matter of closing your eyes, don't let me relax, it's really too late to work hard now!"

Teacher Chen cleared his throat and brought up another case, "Look at Cheng Yue in our class! After transferring to our class, he failed all the first class tests. In the latest large-scale exam, he passed five subjects. My son! I scored 80 points in English! This is visible progress!"

Cheng Yue couldn't stand such boasting, and lowered his head.

Teacher Chen went on to say something to boost morale and work hard, which made them go to the evening self-study.

When Cheng Yue left the school gate, his ears were buzzing. After someone patted his left shoulder, he thought about it and looked to the right.

"Dazed again." Bai Hua looked at him and smiled, "Why do you look so easy to bully sometimes."

"Are you in the third year of high school?" Cheng Yue said, "Why do you look so free, eat only salt for your meals."

"Hey..." The white frame was helpless, just as he was about to say something, he saw a leaf on Cheng Yue's head who didn't know when it would fall.

"I'll make a magic trick for you..." Bai Hua shook his bare hand in front of Cheng Yue to prove that there was nothing.

"Huh?" Cheng Yue looked at him with some interest.

"Look carefully." The white frame shook his hand quickly, then reached out and took off the leaf on Cheng Yue's head for the last time, and handed it to him with a smile, "Dangdangdang..."

On the other side of the road, two people in the car were staring at Cheng Yue and Bai Frame.

Sitting in the driver's seat with a sullen face was Ji Xu.

Sitting in the co-pilot with a look on his face was Tang Jing.

"Hey, that kid definitely means something." Tang Jing chuckled.

Ji Xu looked at the boy outside the car window, his face was calm, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his calm eyes.

"Yo yo!" Tang Jing shouted again, "Do you think Yue just smiled at him!"

Ji Xu didn't speak.

Just as the boy was trying to put his arm on Cheng Yue's shoulder, Ji Xu pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Tang Jing who was sitting on the side mouthed a series of tut tut tut tut tut, sitting in the car and preparing to watch a good show.

But when Tang Jing was waiting to watch the fun, he saw Ji Xu who was walking over and smiled at the boy, and the two even shook hands with each other.

Tut tut tut tut.Quite a gentleman.

"A gentleman is nothing more than a wolf that is particularly tolerant!" Tang Jing murmured, and then began to complain unconsciously: "Wolf, phylum vertebrate, class mammal, canidae, genus wolf."

When Ji Xu took Cheng Yue and walked this way, Tang Jing squinted his eyes and saw clearly the boy standing on the side of the road who kept shaking his hands in pain, breathing in his mouth.

Then he looked at Ji Xu, who was looking after Cheng Yuemalu, who was well-dressed and well-dressed, and finally came to a conclusion, "Wolves are fucking meat eaters, what kind of social pillars are they, people's elites!"

The author has something to say: Ji Xu: Aww!

White frame: Hand...was... useless...