Teacher, he wants to do problems on the blackboard

After eating, Cheng Ping stayed in the kitchen to clean up the dishes, and drove the two young men who wanted to come in to help out to Cheng Jibei's room to rest.Cheng Jibei originally wanted to show off his hard work, but Cheng Ping blocked him back by saying, "Come on, I didn't see how active you were when I was cooking. Why don't you rest with Ake for a while?" He had no choice but to drag Ying Ke back to his room and chat with him according to the order.

"Boss, sit here." Cheng Jibei pointed to the only chair in the bedroom, and sat back on the edge of the bed. Seeing the sleeping laptop on the bed, he moved the mouse casually. The computer screen immediately lit up.

Ying Ke sat on the chair, and his eyes just happened to catch the lit screen: "This desktop wallpaper is pretty good."

Cheng Jibei’s desktop wallpaper is still a screenshot of his Brilliant Years game a few years ago. In front of the magnificent cathedral, a paladin in armor and a dark warlock in black robes stand opposite each other. If the gods come again, it looks like a concept poster of a Hollywood blockbuster from a distance.

Hearing that his wallpaper was praised by others, Cheng Jibei was still a little happy, and he admired it carefully: "Yes, I cut this in the game myself, and I think it looks good too." Said After that, he remembered Ying Ke's invitation to play 22 on the phone the night before the rematch, and asked curiously, "Boss, what role did you play before?"

Ying Ke's expression was subtle: "It's on the wallpaper."

"Paladin? Or warlock?" Cheng Jibei's eyes wandered between the two characters, "... Don't ask me to guess it myself, I think I should be able to guess right."

"Okay." For Cheng Jibei, Ying Ke has always been infinitely conniving.

After a long battle between heaven and man, Cheng Jibei finally settled on an answer: "Warlock, right? I think this role is more in line with your personal characteristics."

"Oh? What are my personal characteristics?" Ying Ke looked at Cheng Jibei, who had a begging expression on his face, with a deep smile in his eyes.

"...Quan Huihuang defaults to the character with the most handsome face." Cheng Jibei's voice was just right.

The atmosphere in the room fell into a state of confusion and ambiguity. Ying Ke looked at Cheng Jibei, while Cheng Jibei looked down at the laptop. The bright red color of his earlobe betrayed his true inner state.

Fortunately, this awkward atmosphere didn't last long. After washing the dishes, Ms. Cheng Ping came in with a plate of fruit. Seeing the two sitting in a corner without saying a word, she criticized her son who was not hospitable and said: Bei, Ah Ke finally came to our house to celebrate the New Year, what do you mean by leaving him alone." He said and stuffed the fruit plate into his hand: "Pick some sweet ones for Ah Ke."

"Mom—" Cheng Jibei looked at his vigorous mother with a headache, "I'm not a fruit seller, how do I know which piece of melon is the sweetest?"

Cheng Ping said that this question is beyond the scope of her answer. "You can solve this problem by yourself. Red envelopes have started to be given out in the old classmate group. I have something to do—oh, yes," Cheng Ping turned to Ying Ke, "Ah Ke, the air conditioner in Xiaobei's room is hot. Let's sleep in this room, let Xiaobei sleep in the guest room."

Cheng Jibei was no stranger to his mother's daily behavior of treating him as a phone bill, and respectfully responded with a fruit plate in his hand, watching Cheng Ping rush out of his bedroom.

After the door closed, the bedroom fell into silence again.Cheng Jibei rubbed the toothpick with his index finger and thumb, and looked at the neatly cut melon flesh: "According to the knowledge in geography textbooks, a large temperature difference between day and night can effectively increase the sweetness of melon and fruit. Those melons should have a relative temperature difference due to the temperature rise due to shyness." After talking nonsense, he poked a toothpick into the few melons he had just spotted, and handed it to Ying Ke: "Boss, come and eat the melons."

Ying Ke held Cheng Jibei's wrist, lowered his head and bit the melon on the toothpick, such a simple action made Cheng Jibei's face flushed.

"That's right, it's really sweet." Ying Ke couldn't hide the love in his eyes.

"Really?" Cheng Jibei looked at the somewhat whitish flesh of the melon, and felt suspicious, "When I bought this melon, the proprietress of the fruit shop said it was still very raw, so it's ripe so soon?"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jibei felt a force from his wrist pulling him towards Ying Ke, and he threw himself into the arms of someone who had planned for a long time without any defense.

"You'll know if it's sweet or not..." Ying Ke said vaguely, before Cheng Jibei could say "let me go down to eat melon", he bowed his head and kissed it.

Cheng Jibei, who has no experience in kissing, has a blank mind. The only feeling he can feel is the softness of his lips. The smell of washing powder on Ying Ke's body mixed with the sweetness of cantaloupe penetrates into his nasal cavity, making this kiss invisible. Contaminated with a trace of sweetness.Ying Ke wrapped his arms around his waist, holding him tightly to prevent him from slipping down because of his blank mind.

Just the simple touch also made the body temperature of the two people start to rise. Slowly, Ying Ke was no longer satisfied with the simple bonding of lips, he began to hold Cheng Jibei's upper lip and grind and bite carefully. Jibei felt a tingling pain on his lips, and couldn't help opening his mouth and exhaling softly: "Ah..." Hearing his lover's weak cock, Ying Ke's offensive became more and more fierce. In Jibei's mouth, he flexibly found Cheng Jibei's tongue and entangled with it.

Cheng Jibei felt that he was almost breathless from being kissed. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ying Ke's pretty face. When he closed his eyes, he still smelled Ying Ke's smell. Even the rhythm of his breathing was controlled by the other party.

After a long time, Ying Ke reluctantly ended the kiss. He pressed his forehead against Cheng Jibei's, and looked at his little boyfriend who was panting softly, "How is it, sweet or not?"

Feeling the strength around his waist gradually pulling away, Cheng Jibei was so frightened that he hugged Ying Ke quickly, and shouted: "Sweet, sweet." After shouting, he suddenly remembered that Ms. Cheng Ping was in the next room, and immediately seemed Being cast a petrification spell, it was generally fixed in place.

Fortunately, Cheng Ping was so addicted to snatching red envelopes that she was unaware of all the big moves happening in her son's room.Cheng Jibei's heart was relieved when he didn't hear Cheng Ping's approaching footsteps for a long while.

Ying Ke's cell phone rang suddenly, and he took out his cell phone with one hand and swipe to answer it, while not forgetting to put his other arm around Cheng Jibei and adjusted him to a relatively comfortable sitting position.

"Hey, Mom."

As soon as Ying Ke's address came out, Cheng Jibei, who was still writhing crazily and trying to interfere with the calls of the people around him, immediately stopped and pinched Ying Ke's hand to express his embarrassment and shock.

"Yes, it's still at my friend's house... It's okay. There's not much activity in city B for the Spring Festival. The company recently has a big order to review. I'll come and see you and William when I'm free in a few days." He said Ying Ke suddenly switched to the English channel seamlessly, "Hello William, doyoumissme"

Cheng Jibei didn't hear what Ying Ke's mother said earlier, but now he heard the excited cry of the child on the phone: "Yes! Yes! Myinteresting!"

Interesting?Return my?Cheng Jibei suddenly felt that the child on the other end of the phone was not so innocent and cute.

The mobile phone was charged on the bedside table, and the laptop was too far away from him. Cheng Jibei had to sit and listen to Ying Ke chatting with the kid named William. Fortunately, his English level is not weak, and the conversation between the two seems to be self-contained. Subtitles floated through my mind.

Why did I receive your gift when I drank milk this morning, why did I take your photo to the teacher yesterday when I went to school, the teacher praised you for looking good, what did you eat more to grow taller, what next I will definitely fly over to see you.Although he can guess that the child on the other end of the phone is probably Ying Ke's younger brother, Mr. Cheng Jibei, an education expert, still thinks that it is not cool for a boy to be too clingy to his elder brother, and his elder brother is facing such a bad trend. It is even more impossible to tolerate and condone.

The early fireworks outside the window had already blown up the first wave, and the child on the other end of the phone reluctantly said "Goodbye" and hung up the phone. Cheng Jibei took advantage of Ying Ke's spare time to get rid of his shackles when he put down the phone, and rubbed his hands. Rubbing his stiff neck, he said angrily, "Brother Yingke Siting, is your international roaming billing standard different from that of our civilians?"

Ying Ke was already in a good mood when he received the phone call from his family, and the smile deepened when he heard Cheng Jibei's implicitly complaining question: "What Xiaobei taught me is that next time I will ask them to make an Internet call."

"No, no, no, I just said it casually, as long as you follow your heart." Cheng Jibei hurriedly waved his hands, lest he might leave a bad impression on the other party's family.

Ying Ke stood up and reached out to caress Cheng Jibei's slightly red and swollen lips: "Does it still hurt?"

Cheng Jibei knocked off Ying Ke's hand, and two blushes appeared on his face: "It's not an operation, why does it hurt?"

"That means we can continue..." Ying Ke came closer, pecked Cheng Jibei's lips lightly, and seeing that the other party had no intention of resisting, he boldly hugged him and kissed him tightly again, "When this part of work is over , take you to meet my family."

"William is the child of my mother and her current husband," Ying Ke's breath lingered on Cheng Jibei's lips, slowly telling his own story, "My parents are business partners. The agreement was divorced, and then one of them went to the United States and the other to the United Kingdom to expand their new businesses."

"I followed my mother to the US, where I spent my junior high school years. When I was in ninth grade, my mother met her current husband, who is a nice American gentleman. Peter fell in love with my mother at first sight. , courted her for a year and they got married and had William again."

"It happened to be a rebellious period at that time. I was not used to the presence of strangers at home, so I ran back to China alone to study in high school. Fortunately, during that time, I met a very cheerful friend. Under his influence Next, I also slowly started to try to establish a friendly relationship with Peter and William."

"Now I take a few vacations every year to fly to the United States to meet them. Will you go back with me this time?"

Cheng Jibei was dizzy from being kissed, and was completely led by Ying Ke's nose. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had just agreed to something extraordinary.

Accompany Ying Ke to return to the United States to meet the parents?Cheng Jibei felt that since he and Ying Ke got together, the progress of the two seemed to be on a glider, and all the things that would take several times the time for heterosexual couples to complete were quickly decided without paying attention.

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There is such an operation hehehe :)