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"Okay, pay attention next time." After a few minutes of brief brainwashing, the chairman gave a few symbolic criticisms to the two ministers who were not doing well at noon, but he had already set them out of the qualifications to run for the presidium in his heart , It doesn't matter whether these two people think about running for election.

The couple didn't talk any more, the girl lowered her head while holding the hot drink and drank quietly.

"Our work will end next Tuesday, and we will talk to the members when we go back to the meeting. Persevere."

The chairman turned off the memo on the phone, confirmed some small details with others, and said, "Okay, it's almost here today, have you eaten yet?"

He glanced at his watch, he had just finished his meal, and there were still more than 40 minutes before evening class, so there was plenty of time for dinner.

Jiao Xian wanted to leave 5 minutes ago, the dinner his baby brought back from the night market was waiting in the cafeteria.

"I have an appointment with someone, so I'm leaving first." Everyone stood up, and he carried his bag on one shoulder, and picked up the empty mineral water bottle on the table.

"Okay then, you go first."

He nodded with a smile, went out through the back door of the classroom, raised his arm and sent the empty bottle one by three into the trash can.

The meeting place is in the main campus, most of the people are the students of the main campus, the minority obeys the majority, he has to come here for every meeting.

Xiang Chi sat in the lobby on the first floor of the cafeteria on the main campus, not far from the door, facing the open and closed thermal door, sitting crookedly on a chair, propping his head with one hand and holding his phone in one hand, not knowing what he was looking at.

Jiao Xian took a shortcut and entered the cafeteria through the side door, and saw Xiang Chi's generous back from a long distance away.

Looking at that focused and furry head, his heart suddenly became soft uncontrollably, as if in an instant, everything in the world was more pleasing to the eye because of that person.

mine.

Jiao Xian chewed these two words silently, and couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Unreasonable happiness is the fuse of unreasonable childishness.

"who am I?"

He gently covered Xiang Chi's eyes with one hand, the eyelashes in his palm trembled up and down, scratching his skin itchy.

Xiang Chi was slightly frightened, and instinctively raised the hand supporting his head to make a move, but he quickly relaxed when he heard the familiar voice, and a smirk immediately rose from the corner of his mouth.

Like a collector meeting a peerless treasure, he covered his hands and caressed them up and down.

"Hiss, who is it?" Xiang Chi gritted his teeth in embarrassment and thought, and his movements didn't stop.

Jiao Xian leaned on his back, bowed his head and moved closer, whispering, "Well, who is it?"

"Small hands are so slippery, the range can be narrowed." He carefully wiped oil on this not-so-small hand, and ran the train with a smile on his mouth.

"I have a lot of experience, and I can feel the range."

Jiao Xian smiled and stuffed the other cold hand directly into his hot back, so excited that Xiang Chi immediately sat up straight and hissed while laughing.

"Hey, I have something to say, let me go first."

Mr. Xiang grabbed the back arm, squeezed the bone-piercing hand into his hand, wrapped his hands, squeezed and rubbed: "You didn't touch it less, and you even held hands with Zhang Ying during the dinner party."

Jiao Xian was stunned for a moment by talking about the old accounts and talking to Zhuo Fa Zhuo Qun.

"Huh? Zhang Ying? When did it happen?" Zhang Ying is a second-year graduate student in their laboratory. She is bold and generous, informal and humorous.

"Here's a hint, closet."

Jiao Xian racked his brains following the prompts, with a faint eyebrow, he seldom had physical contact with people on weekdays, and he could really make a fortune for himself with a thread.

He bit the fried tofu brought to his mouth, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "When she went up to get the board game?"

The party restaurant where they used to have dinner was in the villa area. Upon entering the door, there was a huge closet with four floors of board games. Zhang Yingfei had to fancy a box on the fourth floor, and climbed up the small ladder by herself. And he rejected Jiao Xian's proposal to climb up on his behalf, and only said: "Just give me a hand."

The so-called holding small hands means that Jiao Xian help the enthusiastic Zhang Ying helplessly, palm to palm, the purpose is pure, the process is fast, what caused General Xiang's dissatisfaction may be the two times of climbing up and down, multiple times in a short period of time , deepened his impression.

Xiang Chi let out a "hum" from his nose. From his eyebrows to his tightened jaw, everything was artificial, and even his voice was a little coquettish.

Jiao Xian couldn't help but put his head on his shoulder with a smile and turned around.

"How do you remember it so clearly?" A mouthful of baked potatoes covered in chili was brought over, and Jiao Xian laughed while eating, not only not tired of his vengeful nature, but bubbling with joy in his heart.

"Oh, my precious little hand, of course I remember clearly what I pulled."

He is also a handsome guy, Xiang Chi's peach blossoms seem to have been planted in saline-alkali land, and he still received a half-enclosed small card in junior high school, and no one even wanted to arrange scandals about him since high school.Jiao Xian is different, the towering peach tree bred by the fertile soil, Guang Xiangchi can count out at least five "crimes" on his fingers in the past two months after he has known him, which is nothing more than attracting bees and butterflies.

So for the same account, the one Jiao Xian is holding is much cleaner than Xiang Chi's, and has a crush with a unique aura that no one will get close to, so the little fox has less to worry about.

Xiang Chi pulled Jiao Xian's hand to the side of his head, and said with a little grievance, "I'm easy to do, I can remember every line clearly."

The fox's paw took advantage of the opportunity to pinch his slender face, and squeezed it lightly: "It's really hard for you to reserve a place for me from so much professional knowledge, baby, I'm wronged."

Xiang Chi let him pinch, kept feeding with his hands, and retorted carelessly with the chicken chops in his eyes: "That's not the same, how can you be put together with your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys?"

He watched as Jiao Xian opened his mouth, and Bai Fang nibbled on the crispy piece of meat, his deep voice was full of bright and bewitching: "You have always been a VIP with an exclusive place with me."

Jiao Xian chewed slowly with his lips closed, and the sweet smile from the last second changed frame by frame, and his eyes also shone with a different kind of light, perfectly describing his face.

Xiang Chi was taken aback by him, and raised his eyebrows: "Why do I think your eyes are colored?"

He broke off the chopsticks for Jiao Xian, opened the still warm rice rolls and pushed them onto the table in front of him.

"Well, yellow Pagani, it's on the road now."

The little fox licked off the sauce on his mouth, smiled and opened the scarf and began to eat seriously.

Xiang Chi approached him and moved the stool, leaning sideways on the table with one hand to support his head, his eyes were gentle.

"If you can be so straightforward when 'doing experiments', I will be twice as happy. It's best to mention the title of husband."

Jiao Xian picked up a chopstick of sausage rolls and watched his tongue slipping over his teeth, wondering why he had remarked those two words.

The sequelae of drinking a bottle of Coke at the same time, let him be overwhelmed by Xiang Chi's few drops of saliva on the mouth of the bottle, and his moral integrity was lost by his sliding Adam's apple and squinting gaze A, lonely late at night , accompanied by the snoring of his roommate, he was a sunny man lying against the wall, enduring the urge to slam his mouth repeatedly, finally his reason was defeated, and he typed out the word "husband" with his fingers and a meaningful sentence quotation marks.

Now it has become a deep hole he has dug for himself. It doesn't hurt until he falls, but he is tired. For a big man like him, the jumping action requires a lot of courage and determination.

He put the mouthful of rice rolls on Xiang Chi's lips, and motioned him to shut up with his calm eyes.

Xiang Chi opened his mouth, squeezed his chopsticks to eat the powdery skin that melted in his mouth, and bit the stick of the chopsticks to hold his teeth, complaining in a low voice: "Little liar."

Jiao Xian withdrew his chopsticks and finally ate the rice rolls, his lips seemed to be inadvertently wrapped around the place that was bitten and licked by that person, his face remained calm.

It was clear that the mouth was skinned, but the charm of an indirect kiss could still stimulate his nerves. The disposable wooden chopsticks were much purer than the effect of a cola bottle diluted with sweet water.

If the two are still in the "buddies" period, tonight's Jiao Xian would still fill in the same remark with affection.

Xiang Chi didn't pay attention to the idiot behavior of the little fox. He picked up his phone and tapped a few times to play a piece of music, which was the theme song of the movie Godfather.

The familiar trumpet sounded, and Xiang Chi began to perform: "We have been together for almost 48 hours. Classmate Jiao eats the meat to the mouth with peace of mind, but still refuses to listen to the voice of the meat. Is my mouth not soft enough? You even Don't want to call me husband."

The more than 40 seconds of music stopped abruptly, and Jiao Xian watched his self-produced BGM with amused behavior, "The lips are soft enough, but the meat is not eaten."

Xiang Chibian opened his mouth and wanted to continue to play, but was quickly fed a chicken chop by the other side. Jiao Xian patted his head like coaxing a child, and said softly: "From now on, don't make trouble, be obedient."

As expected, the kid calmed down. He stared straight at such a gentle "big brother", and felt itchy in his heart.

Xiang Chi obediently approached and wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned his head on his shoulder, and urged in a low voice: "Eat quickly, I want candy."

Today is the only day they don't need to go to the laboratory for a leisurely night except the weekend. The winter night is cold, and the children want to eat sweets with high calories.

Smiling, Jiao Xian tilted his head and rubbed his childish head, silently inserted fried tofu and baked potatoes into his mouth together.

The author has something to say: The old godfather is stalking, and he didn’t fully follow the original stalk

Godfather: You don't even want to call me Father

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