The son is also bringing the creditor to the door today

"This is a dishwasher, you know how to use it?"

"know."

"This set of tableware is a gift from Brother Zhen's friend, and it's from Aimer in Germany. Be careful when you use it."

"Ah."

"There are also chopsticks from Qingputang, kitchen utensils from WMF..." The little assistant introduced Chi Mo one by one in the kitchen, and Chi Mo nodded with a smile on the side.

"This room is Brother Zhen's study." The assistant led Chi Mo into an ancient room with four rows of wooden bookshelves very elegant. When he first entered the door, there was a computer on the mahogany table.

"This computer can be used to retrieve the specific location of the book, and it can also be used to search for information in general. It can go over the wall to foreign websites." The assistant picked up a book on the shelf, just about to show off to Chi Mo, Chi Mo's eyes Yi quickly took the book in the assistant's hand.

"Professor Peng's "Genetic Engineering Experimental Technology"!" Chi Mo suppressed his excitement, opened the book carefully, and saw the publishing house and edition, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised.

"You know?" The little assistant was a little surprised.

"Well, I heard from my teacher that it's out of print now." Chi Mo smiled slightly, and browsed through the chapters of the book with his head down.

"This is a gift from Brother Zhen's fans. If you want to see it, Brother Zhen won't mind. Just put it away after reading it." The assistant waved his hand generously: "I majored in liberal arts, so I don't understand this stuff. I just heard Brother Zhen say this." It's very precious."

Chi Mo put the book back on the shelf with some reluctance, and the assistant took out another book, and Chi Mo immediately held his breath.

"Brother Zhen found this book from a second-hand bookstore, let me see what it's called?"

Chi Mo stared straight at the cover of the book, and involuntarily announced: "The Eighth Day of Genesis: The Revolution of Molecular Biology in the 20th Century."

"I can't figure out the author column, it seems to be..." The little assistant tried hard to distinguish.

"Horace; Judson." Chi Mo took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement.

"Don't you think it's strange? Brother Zhen is clearly engaged in literature. The rare books I come across are all about science. I don't have the foundation to read and can't understand them. I can only collect them." The little assistant shook his head and stuffed the books into the bookshelf.

"Okay, I've finished what I need to say. Except for the master bedroom where Brother Zhen sleeps, don't enter the other rooms. Brother Zhen, please!" The little assistant bowed to Chi Mo seriously, stood up and patted Pat Chi Mo on the shoulder: "By the way, if you meet Brother Zhen's mother and his sister, just treat them as air and just ignore them."

"Why?" Chi Mo vaguely remembered seeing Zhen Jidao's bills before, half of the income was given to his mother and sister.

"Those two people are very difficult, just remember to ignore them, it's Brother Zhen's family business, don't worry about it." The assistant waved his hand, thinking of those people, he looked disgusted.

Chi Mo nodded, knowing that Zhen Jidao was not born to his parents, and now hearing the assistant's tone, it must be that the relatives of the Zhen family must not be cheap.

After seeing off the little assistant, Zhen Jidao drove, went home with Chi Mo, passed by the supermarket, Chi Mo and Zhen Jidao stopped and went shopping.

Zhen Jidao pushed the shopping cart, and Chi Mo carefully looked at the shelf life and nutritional composition analysis table of the food by the shelf, and the atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

"Do you like to eat bean sprouts?" Zhen Jidao looked at the boxes of bean sprouts in the shopping cart, they were white and tender.

"Yeah." Chi Mo smiled slightly: "Both soup and cold dishes can be used."

Chi Mo thought to himself: Bean sprouts contain a variety of vitamins, which can eliminate substances that cause deformities in the body, and can also promote the production of sex hormones to a certain extent.

Zhen Jidao took the two boxes of duck blood from Chi Mo's hand and put them into the shopping cart.

"I ate hot pot that day. I saw that you liked it, so I bought two more boxes. May I cook for you?" Chi Mo made no secret of his kindness to Zhen Jidao.

"Okay." Zhen Jidao had a faint smile on his face.

Chi Mo turned around and continued to meditate: the blood protein in duck blood, after being decomposed by gastric juice, will enhance the phagocytosis of macrophages and lymphocytes, which can strengthen the body's immune system and protect sperm.

The two of them got into the car with a large bag of ingredients. Chi Mo looked at the ingredients, and then at Zhen Jidao who was driving, showing a meaningful smile.

Early in the morning, after Zhen Jidao had finished washing, Chi Mo was already waiting on the dining table, with hot milk, slices of toast, heart-shaped egg pancakes, and a small serving of nuts.

"Morning, don't wait." Zhen Jidao greeted Chi Mo.

"Morning, Mr. Zhen." Chi Mo smiled and put down the newspaper in his hand, folded it and handed it to Zhen.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Zhen still has the habit of ordering paper newspapers." Chi Mo was quite surprised to find the newspaper at the door this morning. With the fast pace of modern times and the prevalence of mobile phones, there are really very few people ordering paper newspapers See.

Zhen Jidao took the newspaper and put it aside, staring at the heart-shaped omelette on the plate in a daze.

"I don't know what kind of breakfast Mr. Zhen likes to have. I made a western style one today. If you don't like it, I can change it tomorrow." Chi Mo sat upright and spoke softly.

"Very good." Zhen Jidao picked up the knife in one hand, and Chi Mo handed over the jam: "Butter cholesterol is too high, so use jam to spread bread in the future. I made this last night without any preservatives. "

Zhen paused a few times and opened the jam bottle. The fresh and sweet taste of strawberries was very attractive, just like the person in front of him, it tasted sweet and moving.

"Eggs are not deep-fried, but fried. They may not taste as good as deep-fried, but they are much healthier." Chi Mo explained politely after seeing Zhen Jidao take a bite of the egg pancake.

"Yeah." Zhen Jidao lowered his head slightly, and carefully cut out a small piece of omelet with a knife. He looked very cautious, as if what he was facing was not an omelet, but a precious gem.

Zhen Jidao's daily schedule is extremely organized, with six hours of writing time per day unshakable, and exercise is also arranged at home.There is a room dedicated to working out, with treadmills, exercise bikes, dumbbells, and ab wheels.

Zhen Jidao exercises for two to three hours a day, very regularly, and only then does Chi Mo understand why this "squatting at home" is in such a good shape.When he was riding a small electric donkey to take him to the hospital, he felt that Zhen Jidao was a little sick.

When Zhen Jidao was writing, Chi Mo couldn't help. If he was writing a thesis, he might be able to help a little or two, but Chi Mo was not very good at novels.

So Chi Mo served juice and water while Zhen Jidao was writing, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner when the room felt cold.

While Zhen Jidao was running, Chi Mo was holding a towel and water on the side, watching Zhen Jidao with his upper body bare, running first, and then practicing the abdominal muscle wheel.

Chi Mo watched Zhen Jidao's drops of sweat rolling down, sliding over his tight muscles, his toned body, and his throat began to itch strangely.

After the two sets of movements, Zhen Jidao panted slightly, took the towel from Chi Mo's hand, and wiped the sweat off his body.

"Do you want to try too?" Zhen Jidao took a look at Chi Mo's figure, which was slender but a little slender.

Chi Mo shook his head: "I won't."

"I can teach you." Zhen Jidao took the water from Chi Mo's hand and put it aside.

"Take off your shirt first, it's inconvenient." As soon as Zhen Jidao said it, he felt something was wrong. When he wanted to correct it, Chi Mo had already started to unbutton it.

Buttons were unbuttoned one by one by the owner, and the body covered by the clothes was so beautiful that people couldn't turn their eyes away.

Like slowly lifting the veil on the beautiful jade, Zhen Jidao never knew that a man's body could be so attractive. Chi Mo folded the shirt neatly, put it aside, and stood in front of Zhen Jidao, seeing The man opposite rolled his Adam's apple a few times.

Zhen Jidao looked at the half-naked body in front of him, regretted his proposal, but he didn't resist at all, just stood in front of him with clear eyes, silently seducing.

"Mr. Zhen?" Chi Mo reminded.

Zhen Jidao woke up like a dream, turned his head away, maybe because he just finished exercising, his breathing was still a little unsteady.

"Like I did just now, hold the abdominal wheel with both hands and put your toes on the ground." Zhen Jidao forced himself not to look elsewhere.

"Okay." Chi Mo carefully followed Zhen Jidao's words, and made a good posture: "And then?"

"Tighten the abdomen, and bend the elbows a little." Zhen Jidao looked at Chi Mo's smooth white back, the faint outline of the shoulder blades, a groove on the back all the way down, extending into the trousers, and he could still vaguely see the waist The presence.

"Mmm." Chi Mo struggled to maintain this movement.

"Raise your head, and push your body forward slowly." Zhen Jidao stared at Chi Mo who was struggling to push the abdominal wheel, with a dry mouth, unscrewed the water bottle, and took a few sips without knowing the taste.

Chi Mo pushed a few times with difficulty. Unexpectedly, this movement looked easy, but it required very high arm strength and waist strength. After a few pushes, Chi Mo felt exhausted.

"Don't force it." Zhen Jidao put the water aside, and squatted to guide Chi Mo: "You are a beginner, you can put your knees on the ground first, that's right, tighten your abdomen."

After landing on the knees, it saved a lot of effort. Chi Mo did a set. After thirty, he lost his strength, but Zhen Jidao didn't say stop yet.

Chi Mo turned his head, only to see Zhen Jidao staring at his back with erratic eyes.

"Mr. Zhen..." Because of the exercise, the corners of Chi Mo's eyes were slightly red, there was light moisture in his eyes, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his fair body. Zhen Jidao felt his lower abdomen tighten, and his eyes moved to Chi Ink's chest.

Chi Mo followed Zhen Jidao's gaze, looked down, and blushed immediately.

Zhen Jidao looked away and handed over a towel. Chi Mo took the towel and quickly wiped his chest a few times, only to realize that this towel was used by Zhen Jidao just now.

Chi Mo got up and put on his shirt, his face was burning like clouds, and Zhen Jidao finally realized it, took the towel and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Chi Mo wiped the sweat from his temples: "It should be me thanking Mr. Zhen, but I also want to have a good body, like Mr. Zhen."

Chi Mo boldly lifted up his shirt to Zhen Jidao, revealing a beautiful waistline: "How about starting with the abdominal muscles first?"