The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

Unprepared to be pressed by the same table and smelled the neck, the back was just blocked by the wall, the whole person was almost completely surrounded by the opponent's arms, the invisible oppressive feeling came over the face, this scene would be inexplicable to any boy .

After all, the hormones of a straight man treating another straight man are not affected. It's fine if you don't scold a few words and don't go up to fight.

Now the boys in the class were not surprised to see Qi Yue like this.

After all, boys sometimes intentionally disgust each other, which is much better than this, and no one will take it seriously.

But girls are different.They are naturally very sensitive to this aspect of interaction, and they almost couldn't hold back the scream that was about to blurt out for a moment, but luckily their reason stopped them in time.

But the misunderstanding still occurred.

Yao Manman was heartbroken: "Yan Yao is not yet of age! I refuse orthopedics..."

Before the words finished, Wu Zheng quickly covered her mouth, and said in a low voice:

"What nonsense you say, they are brothers."

"Ugh!" Yao Manman protested angrily, slapped Wu Zheng's hand off, and said, "It's okay to block people!"

"So men and women think very differently."

Wu Zheng said helplessly: "Let me give you an example. Once my roommate was in a bad mood and deliberately invited him to take a bath on the opposite side of the bed, and then his opposite side of the bed bit him. Then rub your arms all the time, and play together the next day. You don’t understand the jokes between boys, and you’ve been single for a long time, and you have all kinds of flirty talk.”

"Is it so capable?" Yao Manman asked hesitantly, and also felt that she might be thinking too much, so she had to hold back and continue to secretly glance at Yan Yao.

However, Yan Yao, as one of the misunderstood parties, is still confused at the moment. She neither sat up and scolded Qi Yue for being sick as the boys imagined, nor did she blush like the girls guessed. Collide.

He is very quiet and calm. After all, Qi Yue is his father. When they were young, the father and son took a bath together, played with bubbles, and kissed each other with full marks in the kindergarten exam. These were all commonplace things, as normal as eating and drinking.

At this moment, he looked dazed, simply because he didn't know what his father heard him do.

On the other hand, Qi Yue kept frowning after sniffing, looking extremely difficult to get close to, his deep eyes glanced at Yan Yao thoughtfully, then stared back at the textbook, as if lost in thought.

My father was as indifferent as a dog, as if he had no intention of explaining, Yan Yao came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and tugged on Qi Yue's clothes in aggrieved manner, and asked in a low voice, "What were you smelling just now?"

As soon as these words came out, the melon eaters around all quietly pricked up their ears.

Qi Yue woke up from his contemplation, looked at the child for a while, and then said slowly: "You smell like milk."

Men: ...the melon is gone, school girl, are you okay to pay attention to other men who smell like milk?

However, the school grass not only paid attention, but also asked the bottom line: "Where does the taste come from? Do you often drink milk?"

Yan Yao glanced at the other party unhappily, and said: "My father is afraid that I will not grow tall, so I have two glasses of milk a day, and I have had it since I was a child."

"Yeah." Qi Yue responded indifferently, and changed the subject, "Then you haven't grown very tall. You just reached my chest."

Yan Yao: "..."

Today is also a day when he wants to kill his relatives and kill his father.

He sat there drooping his head, daring to be angry but not speaking, it looked very pitiful.

They all wanted to touch his head comfortingly for a while, thinking that the school grass is too inhuman, hitting other children like this, they don't know the art of speaking!

Yan Yao has been taken care of by others all the year round, and she is used to the staring eyes of others, so she doesn't notice anything at all, she just lays down on the thick extra-curricular books, holding a pen and continuing to write and draw.

Qi Yue also took out professional books to study.

However, after studying for a while, Qi Yue inadvertently glanced sideways at Yan Yao, and immediately frowned.

He reached out and flipped through the cover of the extra-curricular book, "The Complete Harry Potter Series", reached out and knocked on the desk, and said, "Get up and read early, don't miss out."

This tone was somewhat similar to Yan Qingcheng's.

Yan Yao lay still on her stomach, turning her head so that the other party could not see his face.

Qi Yue was not someone who would give in easily. Seeing this, he directly raised his hand around the child's slender neck, moved around deftly, manually helped him sit up straight, and took away the extra-curricular books.

"..." Yan Yao silently stared at his father.

How did this damn controlling desire and one-sided personality exist so early?No wonder he devoted his whole life to being a boss, and he was still the kind of boss who went to the world.

He scolded in his heart, but remained silent on his face.

Looking at it from Qi Yue's point of view, one can only see the child's delicate little face with white eyes, and the peach blossom eyes are also different from ordinary people, relatively speaking, they are closer to the appearance of a baby - the eyes are less white, the pupils are big and black, and the eyes that look at people Sometimes, there is a rare innocence.

This kind of childlike innocence that belonged to a kid successfully made the originally violent school grass conscience notice, and his attitude softened.

Qi Yue thought about it for a moment, and said: "You just transferred to another school, so you should study hard, otherwise you won't be able to keep up with the class. Extracurricular books, etc... read after school."

Yan Yao looked at the other party's serious expression, pursed her thin lips, and said, "I won't talk to you."

As he spoke, he turned his head and took out the math teaching aids sent by the principal, and opened them to review.

The principal and the others are all for his own good, and Yan Yao is still very grateful. Although he has already mastered the contents of the teaching aids, Chen Mu asked him to preview, and he agreed, and he will preview.

But his father was different.Three years later, I didn't find the hints he made on the test paper. I didn't distract myself at all, and I can't forgive it.

Now I have to persuade him to study, but he is not obedient.

It's unreasonable for a child to throw a tantrum, not to mention Yan Yao, a little ancestor who has been spoiled for a long time and is currently hiding.

He complimented Qi Yue, and turned to read the book by himself.

They thought the school grass would be angry, but Qi Yue dragged the chair to Yan Yao's side and sat next to her.

I don't know how the person moved, anyway, in a blink of an eye, Yan Yao was pinched by his chin again and turned his face away, and then an orange-flavored toffee was stuffed into his mouth.

The sweet orange flavor and milk flavor spread in the mouth instantly.

Qi Yue quickly let go, stared at the child for a few seconds, pushed his math notes over, and said, "Stop losing your temper, I'll give you candy and give you the lecture questions, okay?"

Yan Yao swiped the sweet fudge with the tip of her tongue, calmed down a little, and said, "You can't teach me."

These words challenge the authority of the god of learning.

Qi Yue said: "I can teach homework."

As he spoke, he dragged Yan Yao's textbook over there, opened it and scanned down page by page.

Chen Mu had already marked the key points of the preview in that book. Although Qi Yue found that the handwriting was completely different from the boy's own round body, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and took the blue ballpoint pen without asking any more questions. , Start planning the common test questions.

While circling the questions, he also took a new notebook, inferred the corresponding sample questions, listed several derived question types, and divided them into frequently tested and infrequently tested ones, as well as advanced questions.

The idea of ​​each question has written a brief reminder, which can not only make Yan Yao understand, but also prevent him from completely losing the opportunity to think independently. Even the formula for the question test comes from which page and question of the textbook, and he can accurately understand it. Come out silently.

The god of learning started to operate, and the people nearby looked away for a moment without being surprised. It wasn't that they didn't admire it, but they were already numb, and they had a deep understanding of the high IQ of the school grass.It would be strange if Qi Yue suddenly became less powerful.

But this is the first time I have ever seen such an enthusiastic school grass.

Dang Dad's brush strokes are flying, full of sincerity, Yan Yao is lying on one side, looking at the other's fingers holding the pen with dark eyes, somehow, suddenly he is not so angry, just buried half of his face in the crook of his arm, quietly Looking at it, he closed his eyes after a while, and his clear and shallow breathing gradually became longer.

When he didn't sleep, because of his mood swings, his face had a thin blush, and he looked healthy, but once he fell asleep, the blood color on his flushed face quickly faded, and he became pale and transparent.

The black eyelashes and soft hair set off the snow-colored face, at first glance it looks like a snow boy who has strayed into the mortal world.

With Qi Yue's self-disciplined and ruthless personality, he should wake him up at this time, but he just glanced sideways at the boy, his gaze stayed on the bloodless lips and face for a second, then he looked away and continued writing.

Yao Manman watched quietly, sniffed, and said, "Look, I'm crying, the school grass finally has a conscience."

Wu Zheng looked at her silently.

A deceitful ghost with a woman's mouth, with a face like a bastard in front of him, even the school girl who had a crush on him belongs to the ranks of heartless people.

The cub is justice indeed.

Yan Yaozhen slept on the desk for a self-study class, but unexpectedly did not have nightmares.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he frowned and changed his posture, burying his whole face in his arms.

But this posture exposed both ears to the air, and the bell sounded even louder. He hated it so much that he quickly turned his head and changed it to a pillow on his side.

However, this posture also exposed one ear, and he turned over to change the other pillow unhappily.

Qi Yue had already made one-third of the exam notes for Yan Yao's math tutor, and now he noticed his childish movements, so he leaned back in his chair and watched leisurely.

Seeing the child tossing and turning childishly, Qi Yue stretched out his hand and covered one ear for the child.

The hot palm was covered with calluses, a little rough, but very warm, covering the ear to slightly isolate the harsh ringing, Yan Yao slowly settled down.

He dazedly rubbed his cold cheek against the other's palm, half-opened his eyes, and whispered aggrievedly: "The medicine is cold..."

Qi Yue didn't hear clearly at first, so he moved a little closer and asked, "What's wrong?"

The child repeated it again: "The medicine is cold..."

Only then did Qi Yue realize that the "medicine" in his mouth was referring to himself, so he raised his hand and took off the black school uniform jacket, put it on the child, wrapped him tightly, and said: "It won't be cold if you wear it. Yes. Do you want some hot water?"

"Yes." Yan Yao regained consciousness and nodded slowly.

Qi Yue went to rummage through his schoolbag, found a thermos, opened it and found that it contained Chinese medicine, and asked: "The medicine is for noon? You don't have any other water glasses?"

"Yeah." Yan Yao thought for a while in a daze, and then suddenly realized, and said, "I took the dinosaur water cup to wash yesterday, and I forgot to bring it back with...."

Qi Yue screwed back the lid, took his own cup to pour water, and ignored the shocked eyes of the melon eaters.

Yan Yao squinted for a while before fully waking up.

At this time Qi Yue had already returned, handed him the water glass, and said concisely: "Drink."

Yan Yao took it dumbly, drank a few sips, and felt much warmer, then drank while looking at the expressionless people around her.

His father seems to have returned to... the silly father who responded to him when he was a child, but he doesn't look like three years old now.

Little did he know that Qi Yue was the Yan Yao who treated him like a cub, and once again miscalculated his own advantages.

Obviously, he can get pampered by acting like a baby and rolling around, but the little boy insists on playing psychological warfare with his father.

Moe, she really didn't know it.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Yan Yaoyao before rebirth: Dad ignored me, I have to find a way to make him realize it, but I can’t seem too ignorant baba

Father: My son didn't act like a baby and didn't cry, so what could happen?

Yan Yaoyao after rebirth: After all the tricks, the bad dad still can't see it!No matter what, I will do it, fuck his sensibleness!

Father: My son is about to cry, so I care about him.The son acted like a baby and spoiled him.Son loses his temper, satisfy him.

感谢在2020-02-2717:28:19~2020-02-2817:55:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 2 pieces gradually drifting away;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: hug a little rose 30 bottles; vix ocean, 260477901 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!