Dude look at me again

Facts have proved that Yao Yi is not suitable for breastfeeding - as a keyboard party, let him realize who is losing blood, and then go to the corresponding F1F2 to increase blood, it is too reluctant, not to mention playing 55 and getting used to the team, there is no touch screen, two He couldn't choose the team he wanted to.

"Help, save, save me!!" Xia Ting was put on the other half of the field, and Lin Chen rushed all the way to Yao Yi.Yao Yi looked at him in blank dismay, and silently read an ice silkworm to himself, while Lin Chen rubbed aside half of the healing amount.

1000+, Lin Chen's face was bloody: Why don't you mend an eggshell yourself.

Jiang Mingliu saw the two people who had been hiding beside the ice silkworm, he forgot that he was a remote with a smile, and one crept into the crowd to make a glorious sacrifice.

During dinner in the evening, Lin Chen kept bluffing in the gang group, taking pictures of food for newspapers to seduce the crowd, and taking pictures of Young Master Jiang, and slapped him with half of his face while still holding the pipa half-hidden.

Anyway, it’s not that the shopkeeper didn’t have a face, and he took a photo. I have no objection to this, but he stopped Yao Yi when he wanted to take a picture. In the end, he only took a picture of the part that can be described below the neck—a certain uncle with his legs crossed, concentrating on playing with his mobile phone. look like.

It's a pity that this posture just highlights his height advantage. His waist is long, his legs are long and his fingers are long. The group asserts that at first glance, he looks like a man who doesn't run away from the abstinence department, which makes Jiang follow him for a long time.

Xia Ting didn't have a deep impression of Jiang Mingliu, he was probably tall and handsome and liked to laugh. However, he didn't realize a serious problem until the group got together to fight.

Probably because Yao Yi looked up to him, and Jiang Mingliu looked up, and now he suddenly found that this gentleman was actually taller than his nephew!Still strong!And muscles!When this damsel raised her hand, her chest muscles almost broke through her shirt!

What rhythm is this? ? ?Xia Ting thought with a dazed expression, Yao Yi liked to be soft and cute in the past, so he could understand, after all, he doesn't talk much, doesn't like to make trouble, and obedient children are also good.In the end, how about this one? Can a thing that is as unlucky as a mountain in front of him be considered soft and cute?good? ? ?

Where did Nezha come from, can you take a little less from your mother's stomach and then come out? !

Jiang Mingliu shuddered, Yao Yi tilted his head: "Cold?"

Jiang Mingliu smiled brightly: "It's not cold." After speaking, he also showed off his arm muscles, as if to show that a layer of fat can insulate against freezing.

Xia Ting couldn't bear to look straight at the back, and caught a glimpse of Yao Yi's face without changing his face, and even leaned over to touch it... He suddenly felt a toothache, especially painful, more painful than seeing Dong Qian pretending.

Lin Chen rolled his eyes, always feeling that these two people had sex, and just wanted to share their friendship with the person next to him, when he suddenly realized that this person was Yao Yi's friend, and he didn't know what his attitude was.

So the words came to a bend: "Which server are you in?"

Xia Ting: "Dianba Kanglong, originally in Dian Erbaidi, but later the monthly card was too hot, so I didn't get much, so I switched to a point card."

Lin Chen answered without hesitation: "I'll play with you later, I'm serving waves in the whole district."

Xia Ting smiled: "Okay, it's still early for Junior Brother ID."

Lin Chen: "...a good name."

Declining Jiang Mingliu's invitation to accompany him at night—what a joke, with a natural spotlight next to him, can he still experience the nighttime charm of Shanghai?

Xia Ting also left worried that Yao Yi's taste was getting worse.While calling the driver, Jiang Mingliu took Yao Yi along the trail and bought two boxes of mille-feuille cakes.

Yao Yi was a little tired, he felt drowsy after relaxing in the car, but he just tried to stay awake.

Jiang Mingliu led him home, and after washing, he saw this gentleman leaning against the head of the bed and lowering his eyes, holding another book in his hand, without flipping it for a while, as if he was in a trance.

"Senior?" He flung himself onto the bed.Yao Yi was startled and turned his head to look at him: "En?"

"Are you sleepy?"

"No," Yao Yi flatly denied, "It's just a little tired."

"Oh~" Jiang Mingliu lay on the bed and looked at him without blinking, and suddenly whispered: "Then help me with my lessons."

Yao Yi almost forgot about this nominal business, and immediately became serious, put down the book, stood up and said, "Go to the study?"

Jiang Mingliu rolled on the bed: "I'm tired, just go to bed."

Yao Yi was helpless, but basically he wouldn't refuse what little Jiang said now, so he just lightly criticized "study should have a learning atmosphere", and resigned himself to making coffee.

When I came back, I found that classmate Jiang was piled up with books on the bed. Seeing him enter the door, he dug out an open space and said, "Sit!"

Yao Yi frowned: "How many exams are you going to take?"

Jiang Mingliu smiled innocently: "Take the test."

Yao Yi was silent for a moment, and gave a pertinent suggestion: "You might as well go to the invigilator."

Jiang Mingliu suddenly cried, crawled over and hugged his waist and howled: "Scholar, don't give up on me——"

Yao Yi kept the cup in his hand and placed it on the bedside table, his muscles tensed for a moment, but he didn't pull him away—is he a man if he doesn't take advantage of it?

He thought for a while, picked up a piece of paper, and while stroking someone's dog's head, he listed the subjects to be tested on it with his legs propped up.Jiang Mingliu leaned over to look at it: "How old were you when you started practicing calligraphy?"

"...Elementary school, I don't remember."

"It's amazing, the writing is really good, it looks like it's printed on the blackboard," Jiang Mingliu flattered him without hesitation, but the hand above his head was pulling his hair to disturb his thinking: "Hiss, what are you doing? It hurts."

Yao Yi remained silent, and began to strike hard, stroking his silly head in distress.

Jiang Mingliu laughed straight after being rubbed, and lowered his head while laughing, like a big cat.He almost rubbed Yao Yi hard, quickly withdrew his hand, and patted him to show him to read the paper.

"The key points of the general courses are different, but it is not difficult to keep 80 points. These professional courses," Yao Yi paused, and ordered a few finance and similar to 'mechanical engineering'. He said: "I haven't studied it, do you have other people's notes? How do you think you have mastered it? What about the usual practice homework? When will the test be? What is the expected grade point?"

Jiang Mingliu's eyes were very strange. He looked at Yao Yi, seemed to think it over, and then used a conservative statement: "I went to class."

Yao Yi: "..."

Jiang Mingliu's old face flushed, and he lowered his head: "Oh."

Yao Yi's heart suddenly softened when he scolded him, and he had a deep understanding of what "paternal doting" is, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed that Skynet's retribution was not good.

Jiang Mingliu muffled: "If you want [-] points, just pass it."

Yao Yi laughed back angrily, and pinched his face: "Is it ashamed, huh?"

Yao Yi is not a qualified "teacher"-in fact, not only does he hate teaching others, but even the people he teaches are very painful. Explaining even one word more is zero tolerance for students who are unresponsive and fragmented.He didn't scold or hurt, so with a sneer, he forced away most of the people who came to ask for advice.

Of course, for Jiang Mingliu... he had to endure.

Although the surname Jiang didn't know what level of treatment he was enjoying now.

Fortunately, Jiang Mingliu knew that it would take at least two or even three weeks for these things to be tested.Yao Yi also has a class or teacher he doesn't like. The biggest record is finishing a book two and a half days before the exam. Although the final test score is only 85, he can't stand Comrade Xia Ting's doting, and usually asks someone to sign in for him to get full attendance.

There are many subjects, as long as you pass...

"Ah, I almost forgot," Jiang Mingliu suddenly raised his head, smiled flatteringly and said, "The high math test is next Wednesday."

Yao Yi: "..." His hands were itchy again.

"These also belong to 'going to class'? What about the usual homework?"

"Uh, I did part of it." Jiang Mingliu rubbed his nose: "There is writing in the front, and there is no time for a while."

Holding the paper, Yao Yi couldn't help but mocked for a while: "You are really big."

Jiang Mingliu lay on top of him and pretended to be dead.

"It's too late to study, the three subjects." The probability theory of line algebra and advanced mathematics are all taken together. Yao Yi thought for a while, and said helplessly: "Let's bet on the question."

Jiang Mingliu booed: "Okay, okay." Anyway, Xueba can say anything.

If another classmate of Yao Yi came here, he must have been happy and stable. Unfortunately, Jiang Mingliu didn't know that Yao Yi, as a student who often went into a daze in class, was almost equal to a student who didn't attend. The most amazing specialty is betting on questions. .

In the final analysis, it is actually the overall grasp of the textbook. Read the table of contents first, but after reading a book, you can roughly retell the logic and content of the whole book. Of course, you are clear about the key points.

He hadn't touched these things for a long time, Jiang Chunjie would definitely not be able to read them lying by his side, Yao Yi chose a few books to go to the study.

Jiang Mingliu pawed him, and smiled flatteringly: "It's hard work, the kindness is beyond words."

Yao Yi flipped through his notes, still concentrating on the original content, he habitually tilted his head when he heard the words, and said casually, "Kiss one?"

Jiang Mingliu: "..."

Yao Yi came to his senses: "..." Oh no, I'm used to molesting my younger siblings.

Facing someone's calm face, Jiang Mingliu was stunned for some reason, and suddenly felt a little dry.

Different from him, Yao Yi's appearance is completely Asian, with long eyebrows, dark and quiet eyes, condensed into an endless line from the tail, with a reserved demeanor between his lowered eyebrows and nodding, even when he is happy It can be said to be gentle.However, Jiang Mingliu knows that this is just an illusion, or a part of the illusion—once this person raises his eyes, he will be able to see a sharp edge that cannot be ignored. Serenity and stubbornness have been entrenched in it for a long time. Even if a gentleman is like jade, this is still sharp , By no means gentle jade.

Yao Yi is a strong and egotistical person, and also has a strong desire to control. If he wants to get close, he must restrain his paws, obediently be a big cat that can look fierce but actually must be gentle.Jiang Mingliu seldom lowered his head to play this kind of role, but he knew in his heart how rare it was to be helpless and regressed, so he had to bear with the temptation. He never thought that such a little temptation would eventually lead to taste, and in the end he couldn't tell whether it was an act or not. Still true.

Yao Yi selectively forgot what he said just now, and wanted to leave, but Jiang Mingliu subconsciously grabbed him.Yao Yi was shocked by the look in his eyes, and could only try to explain: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

Because of Jiang Mingliu's deep eyebrows, he can bluff people when he doesn't smile, but when he smiles, it's like spring flowers blooming overnight.He suddenly showed a big smile like this, as if purely curious: "What's so embarrassing about this habit, is it with your girlfriend? Senior, your girlfriend is also from this school?"

Yao Yi: "..."

Which desperate thing rumored this, did he dig out a girlfriend from some corner? !

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Staying up late to beat monkeys, twenty monkeys, not a single ring. . .