The supporting role is always being teased

Under Cheng Yu's pressure, Yuecheng tried hard to pull out a stiff smile with a bitter face.

Cheng Yu was not satisfied with Yuecheng's smile at all, curled his lips and said: "You smile so ugly, you are not cute anymore!"

Yuecheng isn't cute in the first place, okay?

Cheng Yu gave up teasing Yuecheng, stuffed ham sausage into Yuecheng's hands, went ashore, wiped his face with a towel, turned around and said to Yuecheng, "Ah Yue, come up."

"it is good."

When Yuecheng floated to the shore and was about to go up, Cheng Yu squatted in front of Yuecheng again, blocking Yuecheng's way to go ashore, looked down at Yuecheng and said: "In the future, it is agreed to use 'Wow' instead."

Yuecheng felt aggrieved for a while, struggled for a while, and still had to say honestly: "Wow."

Cheng Yu patted Yuecheng's head with a smile, and said, "Good boy."

Yuecheng raised his head and looked up at Cheng Yu. Under the moonlight, his skin was crystal clear and white, and his crescent-shaped eyes were full of soft and joyful broken light, which made Yuecheng feel dazed for a moment.

At that moment, Yuecheng felt that Cheng Yu was so charming that he could seduce people's souls.

"Come on, Ah Yue," Cheng Yu stretched out his hand towards Yuecheng, "I'll pull you up."

"Yeah." Yuecheng replied habitually.

When Cheng Yu heard this, he tilted his head in dissatisfaction, and asked in a questioning tone, "Huh?"

Yuecheng Kaba rolled his eyes, and after thinking about it, he realized what Cheng Yu meant, and changed his words: "Wow."

Cheng Yu immediately smiled.

The president's father can turn faces faster than books.

Yuecheng put his cool hand on Cheng Yu's warm palm, and he pulled it up.

After Yuecheng got ashore, Cheng Yu asked him to sit on the front of the recliner, picked up a towel and stood behind him, wiping the water from his hair.

Yuecheng was not used to it, so he raised his hand and pinched the hanging corner of the towel, looked up at Cheng Yu and said, "I'll do it myself."

Cheng Yu pushed Yuecheng's hand away, and said seriously: "Don't move around, you are a dog now, will the dog dry itself?"

Yuecheng: "..."

The president's father is too involved in the play.

Cheng Yu brushed Yuecheng's hair very slowly and gently.Yuecheng felt as if he was having a head massage, and he was dangling so fast that he was about to fall asleep.

After wiping, Cheng Yu folded the towels neatly and put them aside, patted Yuecheng, and said in the tone of a kindergarten teacher teaching children: "The master wiped your hair clean, what do you want to say?"

The first time is familiar and the second time is familiar, this time Yuecheng immediately understood, and said: "Thank you, master, Wang Wang."

Cheng Yu was dissatisfied, and said, "The posture is not right, go and squat on the ground."

Yuecheng frowned, and wanted to squat on the ground. Does the next step require him to kneel on the ground?

Yuecheng thought that he had no dignity, but now it seems that his dignity was just ignored, it did not disappear, it has always existed.

Now, Yuecheng felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't understand why he had to endure this weird, unfair torture that didn't hurt the body but hurt the spirit.

Seeing that Yuecheng was not moving, Cheng Yu bent down, poked his head forward from above Yuecheng's shoulder, stopped on the side of Yuecheng's cheek, looked sideways at Yuecheng, and said calmly, "No Ken?"

Yuecheng trembled slightly as he struggled hard.In fact, there are two torrents in his heart that are fighting fiercely. One is that he has accepted the concept of equality for all these years, and requires him to respect and love himself and not be trampled by others.The other torrent stemmed from the instinctive desire deep in his heart. Although he wanted to deny it, he seemed to really desire to show his unconscious surrender to Cheng Yu, and even longed for Cheng Yu to trample him wantonly.

In the end, Yuecheng chose to indulge his unreasonable thoughts, stood up with some expectation and guilt, and squatted down facing Cheng Yu according to Cheng Yu's instructions.

Yuecheng lowered his right knee, and now this posture is very similar to that of an ancient general kneeling on one knee before the emperor, the only difference is that Yuecheng's right knee did not touch the ground.

Cheng Yu took a step forward and sat in the position where Yuecheng sat just now, with his elbows resting on his separated knees, looked down at Yuecheng and said, "No, the posture is not right."

Yuecheng looked at Cheng Yu in a daze.

Is this still not enough?

Yuecheng suddenly felt playful, and said with a smile on his face, "Master, you can teach me! You squat in front of me like a dog, and I'll know it immediately."

Yuecheng thought it was funny when the president's father stepped into his trap, squatting on the ground like a dog, and looked at Yuecheng stupidly.

But Cheng Yu didn't learn, nor did he smile. He stared at Yuecheng meaningfully and narrowed his eyes.

The admonishing look made Yuecheng's smile froze on his face, and he stared blankly at Cheng Yu, not even daring to breathe out for a moment.

After a while, Yuecheng lowered his head cowardly.As far as he could see, there was only Cheng Yu's instep.

Yuecheng shouldn't have any thoughts of challenging Cheng Yu.

At least, not in this RPG-like game.

Cheng Yu didn't give any further instructions, and Yuecheng kept the posture of lowering his right knee until his legs and feet became so numb that he couldn't feel it, and he was so tottering that he couldn't maintain his balance.

Yuecheng didn't look up, but just pushed up his upper eyelids with his upward gaze, and sent weakly pleading gazes to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu's expression is very soft now, and he said: "Can't hold on anymore?"

Yuecheng cowardly said: "The feet are numb."

Cheng Yu said kindly: "Get up."

Yuecheng stood up with difficulty, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at the soles of his feet frantically, making it difficult for him to stand still. He didn't dare to fall towards Cheng Yu, he could only lean back, and a flash of anticipation flashed in his mind The picture of him smashing into the pool behind him was splashed.

Seeing this, Cheng Yu immediately stood up, caught Yuecheng's hand in the air, held it firmly, and pulled Yuecheng over.

Yuecheng rushed towards him in the direction of Cheng Yu's strength, and fell weakly in front of Cheng Yu's chest, but still struggled to stand up straight.

Cheng Yu followed Yuecheng's back soothingly, as if there was thick fur on Shun Yuecheng's back.

This is just the beginning, Cheng Yu thought.

Yuecheng was working hard at the desk, and got stuck on a difficult question. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out how to solve it, and couldn't help pulling his hair irritably.

Yuecheng looked up as Yu.With a cup of black coffee in his hand, Cheng Yu operated his laptop with a calm face. At this moment, he had completely lost the weird childishness before, and his brows were full of wisdom.

Cheng Yu noticed that Yuecheng's gaze stayed on his face for a long time, he lifted his gaze from the computer screen, and looked back at Yuecheng.

Yuecheng hurriedly looked away, and landed on his exercise book.

Cheng Yu glanced at Yuecheng's workbook, and briefly stated the solution to the problem.

That difficult problem that Yuecheng couldn't solve even after scratching his head for a long time.

Yuecheng still doesn't understand, he is not very smart, his good grades are mostly due to hard work.So Cheng Yu's succinct explanations couldn't get through Yuecheng's second line of Ren Du and make his brain light up!

Yuecheng was also embarrassed to say that he still didn't understand it openly, and asked the president's father to explain it to him again. He lowered his eyelids and said nothing timidly. His right hand was restlessly adjusting the posture of holding the pen, but the pen tip couldn't fall down for a long time.

I don't understand!

I can't solve it...

Seeing Yuecheng's delay in writing, Cheng Yu said with disgust, "You're so stupid, I don't know how your IQ got into N University!"

Yuecheng's heart was bleeding.

Alma mater, I'm sorry...

Yuecheng has shamed you...

woo woo woo...

Cheng Yu put the laptop aside, walked over, took Yuecheng's pen, and while drawing on the draft paper, explained the question in great detail.

Yuecheng was concentrating on it, his brain was running rapidly following Cheng Yu's train of thought, slowly understanding the steps of solving the problem.

"Understood?" After the end, Cheng Yu asked patiently.

Yue Cheng nodded repeatedly, and after Cheng Yu returned to his original position, he secretly put away the draft paper.

Cheng Yu's calligraphy is Lingli and chic, very beautiful and suitable for collection.

The time passed quickly, and the two of them were doing their own things, maintaining a state of quiet companionship that seemed to have started a long time ago until bedtime.

Lying on the bed in this room, Yuecheng, who has always recognized his bed, didn't feel any strangeness at all, and even had a sense of belonging.

Did Yuecheng... know Cheng Yu before?

Yuecheng only has about a month's memory from waking up in the hospital to now.In that lost memory, I don't know if there are Cheng Yu's joys, sorrows and joys.