The son is also bringing the creditor to the door today

The restless Chi Mo couldn't sleep at night, and when it was delivered by express at noon, Chi Mo signed for it and found that the small box was unusually delicate.

In line with the professionalism of the courier, although he has resigned, his professional ethics still exists.Chi Mo put the small box in the study without opening it.

If Yan Cheng were to come, Chi Mo would never put those foods that cultivated energy, strengthened qi and improved essence on it again.

Chi Mo went shopping in the supermarket, wearing casual home clothes, thick black spectacle frames, smooth black hair, white to transparent skin, looking friendly and charming.

The next day, Chi Mo prepared meals early and was extremely nervous in the kitchen, almost cutting his fingers several times.

The sound of the key being inserted into the lock sounded, Chi Mo took a deep breath, took off the apron, and made himself look as natural as possible.

"Mr. Zhen." Chi Mo walked towards the entrance with a smile on his face.

Zhen Jidao was carrying a lot of things in his hands, and the man behind Zhen Jidao looked up at Chi Mo with complicated emotions in his eyes.

It really is Yancheng!

Chi Mo took the things in Zhen Jidao's hand gently, and Zhen Jidao lowered his head and kissed Chi Mo's forehead: "Did you miss me?"

Chi Mo's face turned pink, and he nodded.

"Let me introduce you, this is my friend, Yan Cheng." Zhen Jidao pointed to the man with cold facial features behind him, and introduced to Chi Mo.

"Hello, Mr. Yan." Chi Mo politely extended his hand.

Yan Cheng naturally held Chi Mo's hand, his voice was hoarse and very magnetic, just like the provocative voice in the open class back then.

"Hello."

Yan Cheng's hands were so strong that Chi Mo couldn't even pull his hands away.

"I heard Brother Zhen talking about you." Yan Cheng's cold eyes fixed on Chi Mo: "Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. You really have some ability."

Chi Mo's heart tightened, and his memory broke like a layer of fog. When Yan Cheng came to his class for the first time, he asked questions and wanted to make things difficult for him. After being answered easily by himself, he responded with this sentence.

"Seeing is believing. Although Professor Chi is young, he is indeed quite capable."

Back then, I hadn't been rated as a professor, I was only an associate professor, but in school, I was indeed too young.

This was recognized, but Yan Cheng didn't mean to expose him. Chi Mo's heart settled down, and when he pulled his hand again, Yan Cheng let go.

Zhen Jidao watched the two holding hands for a long time, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Mo Chi." Zhen Jidao took Chi Mo's hand calmly: "I brought you a gift, you can see if it suits you."

Zhen Jidao took Chi Mo to the living room table, took out an exquisite gift bag, and opened the box. It was a smart watch.

The rose gold case, the light brown leather strap, and the white dial are inlaid with diamonds. It is elegant and elegant, and it matches the temperament of Chi Mo.

Zhen Jidao took off the watch from Chi Mo's wrist that he bought at random for tens of dollars, put on a new watch, and carefully adjusted the time.The white wrist is lined with a light brown strap, which is completely manageable.

"It's very expensive." Chi Mo looked at the watch on his wrist and recognized it as Vacheron Constantin.

In order to keep track of the rhythm and time of class, Chi Mo has the habit of wearing a watch. He only brought one or two thousand Jacques Limans before, and bought dozens of watches at random when delivering the express.

Vacheron Constantin's watches cost tens of thousands, and Chi Mo was reluctant to buy them.

"As long as you like it." Zhen Jidao admired Chi Mo's wrist with a gentle expression.

Yan Cheng, who was standing on one side, watched the interaction between the two coldly, with a solemn expression, as if watching a beautiful thing degenerate, his eyes were dark.

"I also bought some clothes for you, try them tonight." Zhen Jidao stuffed the bag to Chi Mo, and Chi Mo realized that most of the things Zhen Jidao brought were for himself.

"Xiao Yan, sit down wherever you want, don't be tight, what do you want to drink?" After Zhen Jidao delivered the gift, he began to pay attention to Yan Cheng.

Chi Mo carried a bunch of things into the bedroom, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Over there, Zhen Jidao and Yan Cheng were chatting one after another, while Chi Mo had already started serving food, and after setting the table, Chi Mo greeted the two of them with a smile: "Hungry, let's eat something before talking. "

Zhen Jidao nodded, got up to wash his hands, Yan Cheng sat on the sofa, with long and slender legs, slightly raised his head and looked up at Chi Mo, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Professor Chi." Yan Cheng read every word, as if holding these three words in his mouth for a long time.

Chi Mo subconsciously looked in the direction of the bathroom, a little uneasy.

"I'm Mo Chi now." Chi Mo lowered his voice and looked directly at Yan Cheng.

Yan Cheng got up from the sofa, and Chi Mo subconsciously took a step back.Yan Cheng looked down at Chi Mo condescendingly, as if he was questioning the prisoner, "Why?"

"No reason." Chi Mo pursed his lips, feeling the pressure inexplicably: "I like him."

"Like it?" Yan Cheng sneered: "When did Professor Chi's mate selection criteria become so vulgar? A watch, a few clothes, let you obediently have fun under him?"

Chi Mo looked at Yan Cheng in disbelief, with thin anger in his eyes: "What did you say?"

Yan Cheng squeezed Chi Mo's wrist, with sharp eyes: "Professor Chi, do you still remember the criteria for choosing a spouse that you mentioned in class? Honor, courage, justice. What about him? He's just a worldly man! "

Chi Mo was in pain from being pinched, and he couldn't get rid of Yan Cheng's steel vise-like hands after breaking free several times.

Chi Mo's face turned pale, his breath was unstable: "Let go!"

Yan Cheng's face was cold, but his hands relaxed a little.

"It's none of your business who I like?" Chi Mo frowned: "I'm almost thirty, it's too much to hide my age and have a relationship?"

"You're a liar." Yan Cheng looked directly into Chi Mo's eyes, as if he wanted to see the whole person to the end.

Although Chi Mo had a good temper, he had a temper when he was forced to do so.

"What, are you going to arrest me?" Chi Mo said with anger in his eyes, "Please don't make me hate you!"

Yan Cheng was startled, and slowly let go of his hand, with serious eyes: "Do you really like him, not for other reasons?"

Chi Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and he was a little embarrassed to speak.

"Mo Chi, what are you talking about with Xiao Yan?" Zhen Jidao's voice came from the direction of the bathroom, Chi Mo turned around, with Yan Cheng behind his back, and forced a smile: "I..."

"It's my turn to wash my hands." Yan Cheng walked past Chi Mo, his back seemed taller than when he was a student.

Watching Yan Cheng enter the bathroom, Zhen Jidao looked at Chi Mo with gentle eyes: "What happened just now?"

Chi Mo pursed his lips, looked up at Zhen Ji and said, "I don't like this person."

"I'll be surprised if you say you like it." Zhen Jidao smiled, his handsome brows raised lightly, "He's not very likable in the first place."

"Then how did you and him meet?" Chi Mo couldn't understand, one was a nerd writer, the other was a former political and law student, and now a policeman, they couldn't get together.

"A reader meeting, he was in charge of maintaining order at that time." Zhen Jidao took Chi Mo to the dining table, sat next to him, and talked eloquently: "There was a small event at that time, write down the expected future, and then 200 people will be selected by lottery to send sample books.”

"Do you know what he wrote?" Zhen Jidao bought a piece of fruit salad with a toothpick, and shook it near Chi Mo's mouth, as if teasing a small animal.

Chi Mo grabbed Zhen Jidao's wrist and put the fruit pieces into his mouth. It was sweet and refreshing, and the best time to eat it hadn't passed yet.

"I don't want to know." Chi Mo replied slowly after swallowing the fruit pieces.

Zhen Jidao smiled, but did not say an answer.Instead, he slowly approached Chi Mo's ear: "Did you get the express delivery?"

Chi Mo's neck was a little itchy from Zhen Jidao's breath, as if catkins had been caressed, leaving no trace but touching every cell.

"I got it." Chi Mo turned his head slightly, and saw Zhen's obsidian-like eyes, which seemed to be shining with stars.

"Did you open it?" Zhen Jidao's breath was unusually ambiguous.

"No, no." Chi Mo felt that the temperature of his neck began to rise, and even his face seemed to be affected.

"In order to pass the security check at the airport, I sent it here by express delivery." Zhen Ji said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Du*si lubricating fluid, a set of four bottles, which are passion heat, smooth pleasure, moisturizing aloe vera and sweet lure Strawberries, which one does Xiao Mo like?"

There was heat on Chi Mo's face, his lips were pursed into a line, and he couldn't say anything.

"That photo prevented me from getting a good night's sleep." Zhen Jidao's eyes were burning with desire: "Do you think you are going too far?"

Chi Mo tilted his head slightly, kissed Zhen Jidao's side face, and moved it to the corner of his lips little by little.

"Cough." The sudden cough made Chi Mo suddenly stunned. Chi Mo glanced at Yan Cheng's figure from the corner of his eye, and still kissed Zhen Jidao's lips, wholeheartedly, with a hint of sweetness.

Yan Cheng pulled out the seat, Zhen Jidao took the main seat, Chi Mo was on his right, and Yan Cheng sat on the left, facing Chi Mo.

"Then let's start." Zhen Jidao looked at Yan Cheng: "You must be hungry too."

Yan Cheng didn't speak, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the braised crucian carp.

Yan Cheng ate very fast, and every time Zhen Jidao stretched out his serving chopsticks to one place, Yan Cheng could always use his serving chopsticks to intercept in time, pick up Zhen Jidao's favorite dishes, and put them in his mouth in front of Zhen Jidao .

In the beginning, Zhen Jidao had a good temper and forbearance. Based on the principle that the visitor is the guest, he yielded to Yan Cheng.

Unexpectedly, Yan Cheng became more and more wanton. Before Zhen Jidao had a few mouthfuls, the food on the table was almost exhausted.

"Don't you like it?" Yan Cheng looked at Zhen Ji calmly and said, "If you don't like it, let me."