Xueba is as beautiful as a flower

The children all looked at them curiously, Zhong Chen wanted to break free, but Zhou Chen clenched tightly, and continued to breathe hot air in his ear, "If you don't agree, I won't let go."

The heat in his ears made him extremely uncomfortable, Zhong Chen couldn't help but tilt his head, caught off guard into Zhou Chen's deep pool-like eyes, caught a glimpse of his own panic in his eyes, it was the same as the day he confessed to himself ten years ago, when he ran to the classroom The words he said were exactly the same when he caught himself, and his stubborn appearance was the same as before.

Zhong Chen looked at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

Only then did Zhou Chen let go contentedly, and Zhong Chen quickly walked back to the podium as if relieved.

The little girl with shofar braids blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhong Chen, and asked innocently: "Mr. Zhong, was Mr. Zhou whispering to you just now? Did Mr. Zhou's little red flower cover it?"

Zhong Chen glanced at Zhou Chen, and said without blushing, "Your Teacher Zhou told me just now that you will donate to the orphanage and buy new clothes for each of you."

When the children heard it, they cheered immediately: "Wow! Teacher Zhou is going to buy us new clothes! It's great!"

Zhong Chen looked at Zhou Chen with provocation in his eyes, as if revenge for what Zhou Chen said to him just now.

Zhou Chen smiled, and said to the children: "Buy, buy, buy! Not only do I need to buy new clothes, but I also want to buy a mobile phone for each of you!"

After hearing this, the children burst into more intense cheers. The little girl with shofar braids clapped her hands excitedly and shouted: "Yeah! Teacher Zhou is going to buy us a mobile phone! Then we can play games too!"

Seeing Zhong Chen's face suddenly darken, Zhou Chen quickly winked at the little girl with shofar braids, "We don't play games, we study!"

The little girl with shofar braids looked up at Zhong Chen, stuck out her tongue, and said very cooperatively: "Mr. Zhong, we must study hard and never play games!"

The other children also promised not to play games.

Zhong Chen watched these people sing together, staring at the instigator, full of anger.

However, the instigator, Zhou Chen, didn't mind the trouble, and Dadi mouthed him: Little Red Flower.

Zhong Chen felt that it was a mistake to let him come!

Looking at the beauty on the podium who was so angry with him, Zhou Chen felt very itchy.

For ten years, Zhong Chen would come to the orphanage to teach every Saturday morning. This time, Zhou Chen was added. Under Zhou Chen's disturbance from time to time, the whole morning passed quickly.

Before leaving, the children came to bid farewell to Zhou Chen and Zhong Chen one by one, with reluctant expressions on their faces.

The little girl with shofar braids obviously had a good impression of this teacher Zhou who could tell stories and play games. Seeing that Zhou Chen was leaving, she hugged Zhou Chen's thigh and cried.

Zhou Chen had no resistance to such a soft little girl, so he quickly hugged her and coaxed her: "Don't cry, don't cry, you and I will come again next time, Teacher Zhong!"

The little girl with braided shofars wiped her tears in his arms and said, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo And You must come with Teacher ZhongLmk next time..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhong Chen felt warm in his heart, but he also felt something else, but he didn't want to admit it.

The handsome boy who recited poems in class before walked up to Zhong Chen, clenched his fists, as if mustering up a lot of courage, looked at Zhong Chen, and said, "Mr. Zhong, the recitation homework you left for this class, I'll try my best to memorize it!"

Zhong Chen looked at the boy in front of him, smiled and said, "I believe in you."

The boy was very excited to be recognized by the most respected teacher Zhong, and his little face was flushed.

Zhou Chen obviously saw it too, put down the little girl with shofar braids, knelt down and rubbed her head, and said softly, "You have to be good here, and wait for Teacher Zhou to bring you new clothes and mobile phones next time." , glanced at Zhong Chen, and whispered in the little girl's ear: "At that time, I will find a way to pay you Teacher Zhong to teach you how to play games."

When the little girl heard it, her eyes became bright instantly, she nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, okay!" She looked up at Zhong Chen again, and covered her mouth carefully.

Zhong Chen frowned, what were these two spirits discussing behind his back?

Before he could think about it, Zhou Chen came over and took his hand, turned around and waved to the children, "I'm leaving with you, Teacher Zhong. See you next week, children!"

Zhong Chen also waved to them and said, "See you next week~"

The children waved their chubby hands vigorously, "Goodbye, Teacher Zhong! Goodbye, Teacher Zhou!"

But Zhou Chen thought of something, lowered his head and whispered in Zhong Chen's ear, "Isn't it like when we first established our relationship, I sent you to the station to watch you get on the bus?"

There was a warm smile on his lips, and his voice was as warm as the host of an evening show on the radio: "At that time, I was so happy that I wished I could chase you home."

Zhong Chen was in a daze for a moment, but didn't speak.

Because of that unspeakable reason, what happened back then was both sweet and painful for Zhong Chen.

Zhou Chen already understood, and clasped his hand more tightly, and continued: "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you. Then, leave the rest of the time to me, huh?" Response, buckled him back to the car.

Zhong Chen and Zhou Chen pulled him into the car and fastened his seat belt silently.

Zhou Chen turned his face sideways, looked at Zhong Chen, slid his finger across his delicate eyebrows, and landed on the charming mole of tears, his voice was so doting that no one could refuse: "My dear baby, I'm sorry, I said something wrong. Now, don't be unhappy."

Zhong Chen turned around, looked at him with a frown, and said carefully, "Can you...don't call me that?"

The corner of Zhou Chen's lips twitched, and he teased, "What? Isn't my Manager Zhong a seasoned veteran? Why can't he even hear a name?"

Zhong Chen turned to look out the window, with a trace of anger mixed in his voice: "As you wish."

Zhou Chen chuckled and started the car.

Zhou Chen's car was driving very steadily. Zhong Chen looked at the scenery outside the window and felt a little sleepy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep. When he woke up, he found that the sky outside was already getting dark. He rubbed his eyes , turned around and asked the man who was still concentrating on driving: "Where are you taking me? Why haven't you arrived yet?"

Zhou Chen tilted his head slightly to look at Zhong Chen, Zhong Chen who just woke up was not as cold as in the daytime, his beautiful eyes were a bit confused, they looked a little naive, very cute.

His Adam's apple twitched, and he said: "Baby, it's still about an hour, you can sleep a little longer, I'll call you when it arrives."

Zhong Chen nodded ignorantly, and actually closed his eyes obediently.

Zhou Chen's eyes darkened, and he suddenly had the urge to reach his destination quickly. Thinking of this, he accelerated the speed of the car.

Zhong Chen fell asleep and felt that his neck was hot and wet. When he opened his eyes, he found Zhou Chen sitting on his neck, licking his neck intently and sniffing from time to time. He looked like a big dog. Chen suddenly woke up a little bit.

Seeing that he was awake, Zhou Chen pinched his face and said, "My dear baby, we are here."

The neck was wet by his licking, Zhong Chen was very uncomfortable, pushed his head aside, frowned, and said angrily: "Who made you sit on me? Get up!"

"You didn't wake up no matter what I called you just now, so I can only use this method."

Zhou Chen got off Zhong Chen with a satisfied face, and his tone was quite aggrieved.

Who knows what you said is true or false? !Zhong Chen glared at Zhou Chen, wanting to wipe off the marks on his neck, but remembered that his handkerchief was in his white shirt pocket, and he was not wearing a white shirt today, so he reached out to Zhou Chen and said, "Tissue."

Zhou Chen took out a tissue from the tissue box, leaned over and said doglikely, "My dear, let me wipe it for you."

"No need." Zhong Chen grabbed the tissue in his hand and wiped his neck.

Zhou Chen watched Zhong Chen wipe his neck without blinking, and swallowed, as if he was savoring the tenderness and fragrance of that neck.

Zhong Chen angrily threw the tissues in his hand into a ball to Zhou Chen, opened the door and got out of the car, and found a large night market in front of him, brightly lit, several long streets with many small stalls selling All kinds of snacks, the aroma of food wafted everywhere, Zhong Chen suddenly felt the hunger in his belly.

Zhou Chen came over and said with apology on his face: "Baby, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I have been abroad for these years, and I am not very familiar with China. I specifically asked Monkey to find out that this is the largest nearby The busiest night market is a bit far away from Jianghuai, so you must be hungry if you haven’t eaten all afternoon, right?”

Zhong Chen rolled his eyes at him, with an expression of knowingly asking.

Then he turned his head to look at the various snacks on the night market, but his eyes lit up.

Zhou Chen naturally noticed Zhong Chen's little reaction, smiled and took his hand, interlocked his fingers, and whispered in his ear: "What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Zhong Chen was startled, but he didn't break away from Zhou Chen's hand, turned to him and said, "No, I have money."

Under the lights of the night, his reflection was reflected in those beautiful eyes, and the tear mole at the corner of the eye looked extremely charming.

"Ah, I forgot, our little boy is now the general manager..." Zhou Chen drew his voice, and looked at him with deep eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky, "Good boy said he was rich ...Do you want to take care of me?"

Zhong Chen avoided his eyes, and said: "I remember you once treated me to a hot pot meal, if you want to eat, I can treat you."

Zhou Chen stared at his face, and said with deep meaning: "That was all ten years ago, and the interest is not something you can get back just by treating me to a meal."

Zhong Chen didn't seem to understand his hint, and said lightly: "Then I'll treat you to another meal."

Zhou Chen took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and said hoarsely, "You know what I want is not this."

Zhong Chen withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and said lightly, "This is the only thing I can give you." After speaking, he walked forward.

Zhou Chen looked at his back and gradually tightened his fingers. What should I do to untie the knot in your heart?

Zhong Chen walked to a baked bean curd stand, pointed to the bean curd and asked, "How do you sell it?"

The shop owner is a middle-aged aunt in her 40s. When she saw a handsome young man in front of her, her eyes lit up and she answered heartily: "Ten yuan and twenty skewers!"

Zhong Chen said: "Twenty skewers."

"okay!"

The stall owner responded, and quickly took out twenty strings of bean curds and put them on the rack to start roasting.

Zhou Chen walked over and shouted as if he had discovered a new world: "My dear, so you like to eat this!"

Zhong Chen ignored him, staring intently at the stall owner's action of baking bean curd.

Zhou Chen was unhappy, and stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, "Look at me, baby, I'm prettier than Doupi!"

Zhong Chen was so quarreled by him that he couldn't help shouting: "Shut up!"

While the two were talking, the stall owner had already baked it, and was about to hand over twenty strings of bean curds to Zhong Chen. He felt afraid that such a good-looking person would be dirty, so he took out a few more tissues, and kept asking Said: "It's just baked, be careful it's hot!"

Just as Zhong Chen was about to reach out to pick it up, Zhou Chen rushed to take it, "Give it to me, I'm not afraid of being burned!"

The stall owner's eyes lit up again when he saw Zhou Chen, and he couldn't stop staring at the tight muscles on his arms. This young man is so handsome!Can't help boasting: "Young man, you are so handsome!"

"Average!" Zhou Chen answered by rubbing the back of his head, looking very stinky, not as serious as he was in front of his subordinates, just like the problem student who always gave the teacher a headache.

The more the stall owner saw Zhou Chen, the more he liked it, and asked, "Where are you from, young man?"

Zhou Chen replied: "Jianghuai people!"

The stall owner thought for a while and said, "Jianghuai! It's quite far from here, why did you remember to come here?"

"Why don't you come to relax with him! It's not far away, and it only takes a few hours to drive." Zhou Chen replied naturally, without any scruples, and then as if remembering something, he turned his head and asked Zhong Chen with the bean curd in his hand: "Hey baby, the bean curd should not be hot anymore, how many can you eat?"

Zhong Chen heard him call himself "beautiful baby" one by one, and saw the strange eyes of the stall owner looking at them, turned around and left angrily.

"My dear baby, don't go!" Zhou Chen looked at Zhong Chen's back and called out, then turned to pay the stall owner, and said to the stall owner: "Let's not talk anymore, I will give my little beauty to you!" If you run away, I have to chase him!"

The stall owner has no prejudice against their relationship, but it's a pity that this muscular handsome guy actually likes the handsome guy just now, but he looks like a good match, so he immediately made a cheering gesture to him, saying : "Your little beauty looks shy, come on, young man!"

"Of course!" Zhou Chen replied with a smile, and hurriedly ran after Zhong Chen.

Zhong Chen was standing in front of a cake stall, looking at the dazzling array of small cakes in front of him, he hesitated.

Seeing his hesitation, the stall owner asked him what flavor he wanted.

Zhong Chen asked: "What flavor do you have here?"

The stall owner pointed to the rows of cakes and introduced: "Strawberry, mango, banana... There are all kinds of flavors. What flavor do you want?"

Zhong Chen took a fancy to the small yellow cake, and said to the stall owner, "Then I want a piece of mango flavor."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep and magnetic voice sounded in his ear: "I don't want the mango one, I want a piece of strawberry flavor."

Zhong Chen turned his head and found Zhou Chen standing behind him, holding a bean curd in his hand, looking at himself with a smirk.

Zhong Chen glared at him, and said to the stall owner, "I don't eat strawberry flavored ones, I don't want strawberry flavored ones, I want mango ones."

The stall owner was a little confused and asked, "Do you two want the mango flavor or the strawberry flavor?"

"Strawberry's!"

"Mango's!"

Zhong Chen stared at Zhou Chen and said, "I don't eat strawberry flavored ones. If you want strawberry flavored ones, you can eat them."

Zhou Chen looked at Zhong Chen, nodded, and lowered his voice a little: "Well, I'll eat the strawberry flavor."

Zhong Chen couldn't understand the meaning of his words, so he turned his head and ignored him.

Zhou Chen took out the money and said to the stall owner, "Boss, then you need both and pack them up for us."

The stall owner took the money and packed them a mango-flavored and a strawberry-flavored cake. Zhou Chen took them happily and leaned into Zhong Chen's ear and asked, "What else do you want to eat, baby?"

"Stay away from me." Zhong Chen pushed him away in disgust, and walked straight forward.

Zhou Chen naturally chased after him, and when Zhong Chen saw something, he chased after it to pay for it, and he happily carried it when he was done, looking like a foolish rich man, and he didn't know who said to ask for support before.

In the end, the two of them sat at a small table in the night market and ate what they had bought.

Zhong Chen was not used to spicy food, so the bean curd was brushed with too much hot sauce, so he gave it to Zhou Chen after a few mouthfuls, and then took small bites of his mango cake, eating very politely.

Zhou Chen doesn't like spicy food, he always asks for the spiciest skewers, and even bought a plate of spicy crayfish.He finished Zhong Chen's remaining bean curds, rolled a few big skewers, and finally peeled and ate the crayfish with his hands, shouting cool while eating.

He looked at Zhong Chen who was quietly eating the cake, and his heart moved, he peeled off a piece of lobster meat and handed it to Zhong Chen's lips, coaxing: "Do you want to eat?"

Against the backdrop of the lights, the silhouette of the person in front of him is handsome, and the smile on the corner of his lips is intoxicating.

Zhong Chen suddenly thought, when this person took him to eat hot pot for the first time back then, this person also handed over a piece of spicy meat in the same way...

For so many years, he has been stubbornly eating hot pot alone, and he still eats mandarin duck pot. He can't help but eat a few mouthfuls of meat in the spicy pot every time.

I am obviously not used to spicy food, and it is so spicy that I want to cry, but I still insist on eating it.

Now this man handed over another piece of lobster meat, like his undeniable destiny.

In a daze, Zhong Chen opened his mouth and bit the piece of lobster meat. It tasted delicious. Maybe he had eaten spicy pot too many times in these years, but the spicy feeling was not as strong as the first time he ate spicy pot. Feel very cool.

Zhou Chen smiled and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Zhong Chen nodded, his beautiful eyes were obviously brighter.

Zhou Chen's heart moved, and he peeled a few more pieces of lobster meat for Zhong Chen, and Zhong Chen ate them one by one. Zhou Chen saw that he ate deliciously, and was happier than eating himself.

Zhou Chen peeled a piece for Zhong Chen and ate a piece for himself, the two of them ate with great joy.

Zhou Chen sighed: "It would be even better if there was wine..."

"Wine...?" Zhong Chen frowned, thinking of the last time he was drunk, he still dare not recall what he did.

Zhou Chen saw Zhong Chen's worry. Although his heart was itchy, he didn't want to do what Zhong Chen didn't want to do. He wiped his hands with a tissue, stood up and said to Zhong Chen: "I won't give you a drink, I'll go buy soda, you Wait for me here for a while."

Zhong Chen nodded and said to him: "Then come back quickly."

Zhou Chen quickly bought two bottles of soda. The soda he bought was chilled and served with crayfish. It tasted spicy and exciting.

In this way, the two of them ate all the remaining crayfish while drinking soda.

By the time the two of them finished eating, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Chen thought, it's already at this point, and it's too late to drive back. He looked at Zhong Chen who was wiping his mouth across the way, and asked, "My dear baby, do you want to go to the hotel with me or sleep in the car?"

The author has something to say: thanks to:

Thanks to the little angel Huaijin, Didi Lei, I am very happy!Hug it hard and take a big bite! !Work hard to code words to repay the little angel! !

Thanks to Dayuan little angel, Beibeilu little angel, and two little angels with numerical nicknames (if the little angel’s nickname is a number, it will not be displayed in the background QAQ) for dripping a lot of bottles, and the little angels for dripping nutrient solution, love mud and cute! !

Thanks to the little angel for the message in the last chapter, which gave the author the motivation to code words, hug each one~~ (Seeing Ni Meng is guessing the little strawberry, but it is actually close (it makes Manager Zhong feel ashamed Place hhh)~The answer will be revealed later hhh)

The small theater is hidden in the Q1 text:

Zhong Chen was not used to spicy food, so the bean curd had a bit too much chili sauce on it, and he gave it to Zhou Chen within a few mouthfuls.

Zhong Xiaochen: Doupi is reserved for you!You finish it for me! !

Zhou Chen: Oh~ So my wife loves me so much!

Manager Zhong: You are looking at me like a big dog, I am afraid that if I don’t give it to you, you will come up and eat me :)

Zhou Chen: I want to chew on it, but I’m afraid of being beaten:-D

Q3 Zhou Chen's broken thoughts:

Beaten masochist Zhou Chen: Being beaten by his wife every day, pain and happiness!

Brother Chen who is struggling: In order to train and teach his wife tomorrow, it is worth being beaten now! !

Q3 Small Theater: Rewards

Zhou Chen: I paid for everything my good boy eats today, should I be rewarded?

Zhong Chen: Well, a reward.

Zhou Chen: I will tune in the next chapter as a reward. How about I teach you?

Zhong Chen: Favorability is deducted!

Zhou Chen: If you deduct everything, you will deduct everything, anyway, I can add it back!

Zhong Chen: I can’t add it back :)

Zhou Chen: If you can’t add it back, continue to tune. Teach you:-D

Q4: The tragedy caused by Kamijou Small Theater:

Zhong Chen: Author! !I don't want to be taught! !

The author who was trembling with fear from Manager Zhong's powerful aura: I will find it later...

Zhong Chen: You must find it hard!

Zhou Chen: As long as you can teach your daughter-in-law, you can look for it :-D

(My daughter-in-law dislikes being upright and I don’t know? :-D)

(Author: Brother Chen, you are awesome~)

Zhong Chen: [white eyes] [white eyes]

PS: Brother Chen successfully abducted Manager Zhong out!Ni Meng Guess the next chapter, our Brother Chen will take Manager Zhong to the hotel or sleep in the car?

See you tomorrow at [-]:[-] in the next chapter!Tomorrow, my brother Chen will tune and teach Manager Zhong (mark: tune and teach!!), and the way to eat the strawberry cake at the end is also very special hhh continue to look forward to Ni Mengdi’s message, Ni Mengdi’s message is the author’s code word Drop power!