Uncle, we don't date

Cheng Yu walked forward as if nothing had happened, while Luo Yi was stunned and poked countless holes in his back with his gaze.

"Is that enough?" Luo Yi looked in the shopping cart and chased after him.

"Ah."

After getting out of the elevator, Luo Yi stared nervously at the door of his house with a box of milk in his arms. Although no one should be at home now, he was still afraid that someone would open the door and come out suddenly.

"Hurry up." Luo Yi urged Cheng Yu with a suppressed voice.

"Hey," Cheng Yu said with a hand full of vegetables, and with difficulty used two fingers to grab the key from his trouser pocket.

Luo put the weight of the milk on one arm, freed one hand to reach into Cheng Yu's trouser pocket from behind, took out the key and opened the door roughly.

Cheng Yu carried the dishes into the kitchen, and Luo Yi followed, "Are you cooking now? Is it too early?"

"I'll make it later, I'll put it in the refrigerator." Cheng Yu took the milk in his hand, opened it, took out a box and handed it to him, "Go out and stay."

"Oh," Luo Yi squeezed the milk carton and went out.

Cheng Yu put away his things and came out to see the child sitting on the sofa in a daze, with a straw in his mouth, walked over and sat next to him, "What are you thinking?"

"No, I didn't think..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was gagged by the man who rushed over.

Cheng Yu grabbed the milk with one hand and put it on the coffee table, then pressed the back of the child's head and carefully licked the white liquid from the corner of his mouth.

Mouthful of pure milk flavor.

Cheng Yu simply picked up the child and sat on his lap.

The hands that were gently walking around the waist trembled for a while, and two white bodies appeared in front of Luo's eyes.

Pushing the man away in a panic, "I have something to tell you."

"Yeah." Cheng Yu stared into his eyes.

Luo Yi struggled to get off him, but failed, the hands behind his back tightened even more.

"Hey, how do you say that?"

"Why can't you say it?" Cheng Yu rubbed his back twice.

Luo Yi propped up his body and distanced himself from Cheng Yu, stared at the tip of his nose and organized his words, "That's right, I can't do that with you."

"Which one?" Cheng Yu's fingers hooked up and down his spine.

"Can't... use the back." Luo Yi struggled to spit out these words, since he decided to be with this person for a long time, he had to make it clear.

"it is good."

"Okay? Don't you have anything to say?" Luo Yi didn't expect him to agree so readily, and thought it would be a waste of time.Doesn't he actually like that too?

Cheng Yu smiled and hugged him closer, "Well... I promise I won't touch you until you can accept it, is that okay?"

"Then what if I can't accept it all the time?" Luo put his head on his shoulder, "Will you not want me?"

"No." Cheng Yu tilted his head and kissed her ear.

"Actually, I like you quite a bit," Luo moved his chin into a comfortable position and whispered, "But I think that's a bit out of the ordinary, it just doesn't conform to my cognition, you know? I have been drinking pure water for more than ten years and then suddenly someone tells you that you can also drink urine, which is very strange, "

Cheng Yu was almost amused by the child's analogy, and heard him say: "I just like to simply stay with you, listen to you talk, hold you, and play a little hooligan once in a while. It's fine. Very comfortable."

"Well, have you finished?" Cheng Yu asked in a low voice.

"what?"

"After I finish talking, I have to play a little hooligan."

……

"Fuck!" Fang Xu squeezed out of the crowd after reading the monthly exam report card and shook Luo's arm excitedly, "I'm actually in front of you!"

"Yeah." Luo Yi lowered his head and didn't move.

"I searched the front for nearly a dozen times but didn't see your name, so I found it later..." Fang Xu slapped his hand on the small notebook in front of Luo Yi, "Didn't you do it on purpose? Tired of going downstream for some fresh air?"

"Hey," Luo Yi opened his hand, and the eyes of the man on the paper were blackened, "No, I just didn't perform well on the day of the exam, so whoever intentionally failed the exam!"

"Oh," Fang Xu withdrew his hand and stroked his chin, "Then how did you tell your mother? It seems that the day after tomorrow is the parent meeting."

"I don't know. Don't say it's a big deal, just ask Lao Zhang to make a hypothesis that they have something to do and can't come."

"Don't even think about it, you can still get by normally, but with your grades this time, even if your mother doesn't come to the parents' meeting, Lao Zhang probably has to visit the house in person."

"Oh!" Luo Yi lay down on the table a little irritable.

The last class in the afternoon was self-study, Lao Zhang called him into the office 10 minutes before school ended.

In fact, Lao Zhang is not old, he is only in his 30s, and his daughter is only in the first grade of elementary school.It's just that he looks old, and his facial expressions, body movements, and tone of voice are exactly the same as the old man, so everyone affectionately calls him Lao Zhang.

"Sit," Lao Zhang politely pointed to another teacher's chair in the office.

"No, I'll just stand." Luo Yi didn't move, standing upright.

Lao Zhang didn't force it, he sat down and asked straightforwardly: "This exam is not ideal, is it?"

"Well, kind of."

"Tell me, what's the reason? Is it the teacher's problem or your own problem? You were always in the top three in the class. When I saw the report card, I thought they made a mistake. I checked it several times. The teacher who approved the test papers helped you find out your papers. I think there is no wrong mark. I see that there is an English multiple-choice question that only has three options, A, B, C. What does it mean that you chose a D for me? I am a little confused about this. Can't figure it out..."

"Mr. Zhang," Luo Yi hadn't been nagged like this for a long time, and interrupted him hastily, "It's my problem. I didn't sleep well the night before the exam, and I couldn't concentrate..."

"Didn't sleep well? Is it because you are under too much study pressure? I know that you have monthly exams and preparations for the final exam. The pressure is relatively high. You should pay attention to proper relaxation at ordinary times. Don't stay at home on weekends. Reading books, going out to play once in a while is allowed by the teacher, and you can also exchange and exchange learning experiences with your classmates. Everyone can gather firewood to make a fire, and it is easy for you to slack off if you work hard alone..."

"Old Zhang..."

"Also, this semester I'm taking you and Class Five. Maybe I don't spend as much energy on you as before. In addition, you have always been a student who is not very worrying. I saw something wrong, so I ignored you a little bit, this is the teacher's fault, next semester I will fight with the principal to only take you in one class..."

Luo Yi closed his mouth resignedly, listening to him talk about his own problems, school problems, and then extended to family problems, he suddenly understood why Fang Xu was so angry every time he was asked to talk and came back. Not repenting, just tired of listening...

If a political teacher or Chinese teacher is so talkative, he can still understand it. Lao Zhang, who teaches geography, is still so eloquent. It’s really a pity that he has to deal with a bunch of latitude and longitude lines all day long.

Fang Xu finished his duty and waited in the classroom for a while before Luo Yi came back, so he had no choice but to put the key on his desk, leave a note "lock the door", and leave first.

When I left the school gate, I saw that Dr. Cheng was still waiting opposite, holding a mobile phone and seemed to be making a call.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy he gave Luo Yi, but his plan to provoke him failed.

He gritted his teeth and walked over, "Luo Yi was called by our homeroom teacher to have a conversation." After thinking for a while, he added, "It may take a long time."

"Talk?" Cheng Yu frowned, "Why?"

"Exam countdown."

"Oh."

Fang Xu struggled a bit, walked over and stood beside him, "Hey, you, treat him better."

"Huh?" Cheng Yu looked at him suspiciously.

"That's right, he has a bad temper and doesn't care about others. He doesn't talk to others about anything. He takes care of himself when he's wronged. To put it simply, he lacks love. How often do you get used to him?" "Fang Xu scratched his head, "I can see that he really likes you. Of course, I'm still a little jealous. He has never been so close to other men except me when he grows up, so don't treat him No, I may not be able to beat you, but I will beat you for him."

"Well, I got it." Cheng Yu stood up straight, and stretched out a fist towards him, "Thank you!"

"What can I thank you for?" Fang Xu stretched out his hand and touched his fist hastily, "Okay, I'm leaving, you can wait slowly. But you really have to wait for a long time, our homeroom teacher can talk about it. "

After speaking, he left Cheng Yu with a chic back.

When Luo left the office, it was already half an hour before the school bell rang.

He swung his legs and stood tense and motionless for so long. Just when Lao Zhang let him go, he almost knelt down when he moved his feet, and his legs felt sore.

Going back to the classroom and taking the schoolbag, Cheng Yu probably walked slowly without waiting for him to leave.

When he approached the school gate and saw Cheng Yu's car parked opposite, Luo Yi quickly trotted over and looked at the man sitting in the car playing with his mobile phone through the window, "Why are you still here?"

"Wait for you." Cheng Yu pointed to the co-pilot, "Get in the car."

"How do you know I'm still here, aren't you afraid that I've already left?" Luo Yi was a little surprised.

"I just know, telepathy." Cheng Yu smiled.

Seeing that the child was seated, Cheng Yu pretended not to know and asked, "Why is it so late?"

"I failed the exam and was called by our homeroom teacher to chat." Luo Yi took a bottle of water and took a long gulp.

"Scolded you?"

"No, Lao Zhang seldom swears. He pays attention to convincing people with reason. I feel thirsty when I hear him speak, like chanting sutras. When the other teachers in the office leave, they all look at me with sympathy. I would rather be Swear a few words."

"Don't you need to clean up? I can't see that you are still a scumbag, young man."

"Who's a scumbag? The certificate from my family scared you to death." Luo Yi rolled his eyes, "It's not your fault."

"How did it happen to me?"

"During the two days of the exam, you made me feel bad. If I'm in a bad mood, I have no brains. How can I do the questions without brains?"

"Then it's really my fault for saying that. I'll make you a delicious meal to make up for it?" Cheng Yu chuckled.

"Well," Luo Yi turned his head and asked curiously, "Did you get good grades in school?"

"That's necessary. People in the world call him a talented and beautiful Yu Xueba. But I don't have a certificate to prove it. Your mother-in-law rubbed it and sold it as scrap."

Luo Yi snorted, "Why not Cheng Xueba?"

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Reminds me of the time when I was told by the teacher...

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