legal cohabitation

Due to the new capital chain investment, the previously stagnant projects can finally be officially launched.

He Peng and a few college friends started a business together, and rented an office building as a base. Based on the investment funds and technical support for the venture, He Peng is the chairman of this unformed company.

But the chairman at the beginning of the business did not have any comfortable privileges. Instead, he had to do all kinds of dirty work himself, and he was very busy every day.

It wasn't until this funding was invested that I was able to breathe a little.

He Peng drank the cold coffee on the desk, raised his watch, and saw that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

He put away his notebook, gave the secretary the documents he needed to prepare next, and left with the car keys.

Lu Qian ends school at 05:30.

When he drove to the school gate, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and there was still no one coming out. He waited in the car for a few minutes before people came out one after another.

Lu Qian's hair is a little long, and it sticks softly to the side of the ear, making his skin extremely white. The backpack is hung on one shoulder, which outlines a youthful body, not thin, but not muscular.

There was a boy standing next to him, talking to him happily.

The top of Lu Qian's head was shrouded in the sun, and the deep facial features and the ups and downs of the neck all cast shadows.

Many girls around were secretly looking at him, but Lu Qian didn't seem to notice it, or he was used to it, and there was no discomfort on his face.

After walking out of the school gate, Yu Ci waved goodbye to Lu Qian, turned around and got into the fucking car.

Lu Qian stepped forward and pinched the bridge of his nose.

He Peng watched coldly, thinking in his heart: "This ancestor is quite pleasing to the heart when he is quiet."

Turning the car key, he drove slowly to catch up and honked the horn twice.

Lu Qian's ear tip moved, and when he turned his head to see He Peng, he was stunned for a while. Because of his parents' work, they picked him up from school very few times. When he was younger, he sent a driver to pick him up. After high school, Lu Qian Just take a taxi back by yourself.

He stood there for two seconds, looked at He Peng through the thick windshield, then slightly pulled the corner of his mouth, opened the car door and sat on it.

"Why are you here?" Lu Qian asked.

"It happens to be free, so you won't have to walk more." He Peng replied.

"Ah." Lu Qian was indifferent, rolled down the car window, resting his elbows on the window sill, and the sunlight reflected his pupil color even lighter.

"Does your hand still hurt?" He Peng asked.

"It hurts." He pursed his lower lip, "I'm still hungry, the pain is so painful that I can't even hold my chopsticks."

He Peng smiled: "There is a spoon at home, if not, there is also a fork."

The very natural word "home" in He Peng's mouth made Lu Qian's eyelids twitch, and then he quickly came back to his senses, returning to his usual lazy and undisciplined appearance, and he still didn't forget to sneer.

"How about a steak?"

He Peng ignored his scorn, and closed his mouth graciously.

When he got home, Aunt Zhang, whom He Peng invited to cook and clean, hadn't left yet, and just put the last bowl of elbow meat into the bowl.

This is the first time she has seen Lu Qian, but when He Peng mentioned that his brother is picky, she walked out of the kitchen with a smile: "You guys came back early today, I'll bring out the dishes right away."

"Let me help you." Lu Qian threw his schoolbag on the sofa and followed Aunt Zhang into the kitchen.

Aunt Zhang originally heard He Peng's description, and thought he was a pampered young master, but she didn't expect such a good temper, so she turned her head to look at him: "The young man is really beautiful."

Lu Qian laughed, brought two bowls of stir-fried vegetables, and joked familiarly: "Sister, I am handsome, and the little girl is beautiful."

"Ouch! This is the first time I've been called sister by someone your age!" Aunt Zhang was so coaxed that she couldn't help but bend her eyes, "Your brother calls me 'aunt'."

Although Aunt Zhang is less than 50 years old, after all, it is not easy to make a living everywhere, and there are many wrinkles on her face.

"That's because he has no eyesight to see." Lu Qian said.

He Peng on the side put his suit on the back of the chair, unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, and took a look at Lu Qian.

This cub has been able to coax his elders since he was a child. When he was a child, he got a lot of lucky money by relying on auspicious words. Now it seems that his skills have not diminished, and his coaxing has become more and more invisible.

It's just that he is here every day.

When the dishes were served, Aunt Zhang cleaned up the kitchen and went back first.He Peng and Lu Qian sat face to face at the dining table.

Lu Qian eats the same thing as others. With one hand on his chin and a fork in his left hand, he lightly pokes the chestnut meat, and then pokes the meat into small pieces with great effort, just like eating foie gras. Eat up.

"You have to buy a pair of knives for the way you eat." He Peng sarcastically.

"I'm just telling you tactfully." Lu Qian put down his fork and looked at him, "Maybe you should realize that you should cut the meat into small pieces for me."

He Peng raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Oh, Jingui."

That being said, he still picked a few pieces of chestnut meat that had no oil in it and put them in an empty plate. Lu Qian didn't like to eat even a little bit of oily meat. He Peng sometimes wondered how delicious this dry, pure meat was. of.

He used chopsticks to divide the pieces of meat into small pieces, and threw them in front of him like feeding a kitten or a puppy.

Lu Qian gave a soft "tsk" sound, then raised his fork and began to eat.

He scooped up a few spoonfuls of soup and poured it into the rice bowl, mixed it, and took a few mouthfuls of rice when he ate a few pieces of meat.

After eating like this for a while, he suddenly said, "Brother, you can help me with my homework later."

He Peng raised his eyebrows lightly: "Yo, you still want to erect an image of a disabled man?"

"Yes." Lu Qian said.

"Then you went to wash the dishes today."

"……Fine."

"Be careful not to get water on the wound." He Peng said.

Lu Qian snorted coldly: "You also know that my hands can't get wet?"

Lu Qian didn't mean to trouble He Peng on purpose. In order to urge each of them to do their homework, the math teacher also linked the math homework with the duty, and had to clean for a week if they didn't finish it.

After eating, He Peng put a few bowls of barely touched dishes in the refrigerator, and dumped the leftovers into the trash can. In the end, he couldn't bear to let the disabled wash those greasy dishes, so he only put two pairs of dishes Distribute the dishes and chopsticks to him to wash.

After Lu Qian finished washing and put it in the cupboard, He Peng was still fighting with the dishes.

He was wearing soft slippers, sitting on the kitchen counter, his legs were dangling, and the boy's white ankle was exposed by the drawn trouser legs. His Achilles tendon was very high, and he looked straight all the time.

From his angle, he could just pass through the living room and see the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows opposite, a brightly lit scene.

With his arms hanging between his spread legs, Lu Qian stared at the quiet night boredly, only the sound of He Peng washing dishes could be heard.

"Go and take out your homework." He Peng wiped his hands and patted the back of his head lightly.

Lu Qian came back to his senses, smiled, jumped off the kitchen counter and ran to the living room to find the math test paper.

As for He Peng, he put the bowl into the cabinet, and washed his hands again slowly, with a stern expression on his face.

Looking at Lu Qian's dazed look just now, his eyes were dry, but it gave him a wet feeling inexplicably, almost soaking his whole body.

He Peng swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he raised his eyes and saw Lu Qian's reflection on the glass, his eyes sank.

When he went out, he had already returned to his normal look, and the momentary heartbeat sank into the depths, becoming an obscure secret.

He thought, maybe it was too long without a boyfriend.

"You do the questions you know how to do first." He Peng said.

"I don't even know." Lu Qian said helplessly.Today's test paper is a variety of geometric problems.

He Peng frowned: "How can you take the college entrance examination at your level?"

"It's still early, I'm not an art student."

"Little friend, you are an art student, not illiterate." He Peng sarcastically.

Lu Qian sighed: "I'll watch you do it, okay?"

He kicked a small stool and came over next to He Peng, his eyes half-closed, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

At first, He Peng patiently wrote every step and then turned his head to explain a few words to Lu Qian, but in the end, this guy just responded with um, huh, ah, and didn't get a word into his mind.

So he simply sent Lu Qian to sleep, and finished the rest of the questions by himself.