Eros kisses Psyche

In the end, wechat was added, but Jing Jianian firmly believed that Xu had evil intentions, and he had to keep a close eye on him to prevent his life mentor and longing object from being so vaguely ignorant. up.

The little ghost changed the profile picture of Big Brother, showing that he is always making you into a watch.

Xu Budie was not dissatisfied, he let him be a sour chicken in the setting sun, pushed out the battery car by himself and followed Cheng Zhu and Lele, wearing the limited edition baseball cap he won, and walked away like a winner in life .

Cheng Zhu laughed so hard: "I said, why didn't you return the hat to him—"

"He didn't answer the question correctly, and he lost to me. I didn't force him to come."

"This thorny head was met by an opponent today, are you too fussy?"

"Who told him to call himself 'Lao Tzu'..." He also called me a poor bastard.

Xu Budie thought about it, but also felt that he was not so reasonable.Originally, I just wanted to tease this brat who earned [-] yuan, but when did you get serious?Why bother with a hat?He couldn't explain it himself.He felt uncomfortable looking at Jing Jianian, and subconsciously wanted to compete with him, but he didn't know the reason for this discomfort.

Cheng Zhu didn't know whether he was being looked at as a fat meat by others, and he maintained his fairness as a teacher, or explained for the students out of conscience:

"Actually, if it weren't for his character of wanting to go to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, this kid is talented. He got in first in his major, can't you see it? Now he is only a freshman and has a lot of basic parts. There is not much difference between us. , when he was in the third and fourth year of junior high school, he was definitely one of the most outstanding among his peers, and his aura couldn’t be overshadowed. Sometimes you have to believe that there is a thing called genius, and I don’t misjudge it. Maybe genius is It’s okay to have a different kind of stinky fart, so I feel at ease—maybe I was the same kind of thing in the eyes of the teacher back then.”

Xu Budie listened quietly; Jing Jianian's story was far away, someone else's story, and had nothing to do with him at all.But for some reason, he suddenly reached out and lifted his hat, and the evening wind stroked his soft, sweat-drenched hair, blowing it backwards with the wind from the battery car.What, this kind of hat is not comfortable to wear, why is it so expensive?The scalp was hooped to leave a mark, and it was not breathable.

"I was just joking with him, to let him experience the beatings of the society in advance." Xu Budie stepped back and said, "Can you really be greedy for a child's hat? Here, here you are, you can pay him back later. "

"What are you talking about? He's a big, tall kid." Cheng Zhu took the hat, "You wear it as long as you wear it, that guy doesn't care about him, he should suffer a little bit, besides, Isn't this what he wants to give you? I think he calls himself Lao Tzu all day long, so he wants to go back from grandpa."

He twirled the hat around his fingertips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to push back his forehead, put the hat upside down on Xu Budie's forehead, and turned his face to take a look.

"Hey, young people should wear it like this. It looks good in this way."

Xu Budie suddenly felt his heart clenched, and acid water came out of it.The underhand suddenly lost control of an acceleration, and the little eDonkey drove at the speed of a wild horse.

"No, please slow down, don't provoke the traffic police..."

"Do you have meat tonight?"

"what?"

"Eating meat at night!"

"Ask Lele if she wants to eat!"

"eat--"

"Okay, let's eat meat," Cheng Zhu said without principle, "Which meal can we eat less meat? I also want to mend my feet. Can eating pig's trotters make it faster?"

"Complement the shape with the shape, the stewed pig's trotters are ready tonight, let's go to the supermarket—"

Is it because he said that this hat was given to me?Or were his large, rough hands too warm as they brushed the top of his head?

It's really strange, Cheng Zhu is not a reliable "adult".I don't have a fan filter, and I don't have any good fantasies about him.

Just ordinary people.

When I bought pig's trotters and accessories and was about to leave the supermarket, I saw Cheng Zhu and Lele riding a cart, one left and one right like door gods, riding horses there.The blaring music belied a vulgar and peaceful semblance.Such a big man, with a limping leg, curled up on the ugly beautiful sheep full of neon lights, smiling more like a child than Lele.

Xu Budie looked at himself reflected in the glass of the porch.Like a housewife, courier boy, decorator, nanny and other things mixed together, like Jing Jianian's procrastinated spliced ​​version of baggy pants, all kinds of materials that don't fit the boundaries are artificially grafted on Together.Only the reversed hat on his head seemed to have regained a little bit of his youthful spirit, standing there out of place.

The pig's trotters are cooked, bright and juicy, and Lele's mouth is watering.

"I didn't expect, Xiao Xu, you still have this ability." Cheng Zhu was also full of praise, "They are all a little older children, why is there such a big gap between people? How did you learn the craft, what kind of all-rounder are you? , I think you can be a chef."

"The children of the poor should be the masters of the family early," Xu Budie smiled, "I can barely enter my craft, it's because your father's requirements are too low."

He is not self-effacing. In the past, his father had a lot of entertainment and his mother was also busy. He was self-taught. Let parents open their eyes.Later, for a while, I planned to study abroad by myself, so I prepared secretly, and downloaded some recipes to look at it, planning to be prepared.Who knew that in the end, all the bamboo basket fetching water was in vain, and now the mother could only eat liquid food, no matter how good the delicacies were, it was meaningless; this newly acquired skill fell into the belly of Cheng Zhu and his son.

Cheng Zhu picked up a pig's trotter, looked at it carefully, made gestures, and suddenly called out: "Xiao Xu, Xiao Xu, come and take a picture for me. Does it look similar from this angle?"

Xu Budie: "...Why are you scolding yourself for being a big pig?"

"No, it's feet, feet! Look at the shape, it's perfect. This is the legendary halo of pig's feet."

Xu Budie couldn't help laughing, and took a picture of him with his mobile phone. The pig's feet looked somewhat similar to his human feet wrapped like zongzi.

Cheng Zhu was not satisfied after watching it: "You don't feel the essence, I'll change the look, and you take another shot."

Xu Budie backed away with a smile, intending to take a panoramic picture of him to highlight his protagonist temperament with big pig's hooves. He moved two steps towards the living room, accidentally swayed his foot, and knocked over a bowl containing unknown seasoning. The mysterious liquid spilled out, bringing down several bottles by the way.

"Ah! I'm sorry!"

Xu Budie hurriedly turned around, hurriedly went to help the jars on the ground, and Cheng Zhu also hurriedly wanted to jump over to help: "Hey, that, you'd better not touch it directly with your hands... this, use a rag... directly touch it. Throw away the rags together." He didn't care about his feet, and squatted down to start his hands, "Okay, let me do it, you are not familiar with these things, don't sting your eyes, go wash your hands."

"...Is this thing poisonous?"

"It's not so toxic. Some people will be allergic to epoxy resin. It doesn't matter at all. Oh, I'm just worried. You should wash your hands."

Xu Budie was completely speechless: "Then you still put it here! Lele runs around here all day long!"

"Oh, I wanted to put the shelf away after I finished it, but this is not it. I twisted my foot again." Cheng Zhu thought that the shelf was not going well for a while, and he hadn't continued to talk to Chengjian after that, and the two were unconscious Xin Xin's apprentice, don't just report it to yourself, he wants to try to revise it no matter what, thinking like this, he wants to call Ding Qiyi to fix the schedule, and his thoughts are diverted to the other side .

Xu Budie cleaned up the bowls and pots, and watched a piece of clothing slip off the sofa, the cuffs were stained with unknown powder, and the cushions were not in season, I don't know how long it had been there.He couldn't help but want to open the window to ventilate, and brought a broom to sweep all the powder in the corner, wishing to conjure up eight hands: "You have marks on the ground... I will help you sweep the living room." Let’s clean it all up, these cushions should be replaced, the cover cloth needs to be removed and washed, and the coffee table cushion also needs to be..."

"no need."

"How can we not use it? It's coming and going, if Lele bumps into it..."

Cheng Zhu interrupted him while looking at the mobile phone to send a message: "He is afraid of these, and he won't be able to hit him. Don't be too busy, sit down and eat."

"I can hit him, why can't I hit him! It's okay, don't bother you, it will be fixed soon, I will simply sweep the floor first, and put away the clothes. The weather will be fine tomorrow, and I will clean it tonight If so, it happens that tomorrow the mat can be taken out to dry—”

"Xu Xing."

When he read these two words, he held them between his teeth, as if biting them with his teeth, he knocked hard and sank into the flesh.Xu Budie was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was calling himself—he had used "Xu Xing" as his pseudonym to obtain the artistic conception of "Why not scream and walk slowly", and felt very handsome; Suddenly, it seemed that he had become a prey caught between the teeth and could not escape.

Cheng Zhu looked up at him. "I said no."

but……

Xu Bu opened his mouth again and again, and suddenly found that he could not make a sound like the boy who had a crush on the teacher; he had many reasons, all of which were high-sounding, but each of them could be dismissed lightly by the owner of these eyes :none of your business?What are you to me?

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WeChat shows that "Emperor Laozi" sent you a message.One message... another message.

The small pop-up window kept clicking, and the number of red dots soared.

"Fuck." Xu Budie turned off his phone in the dark, and turned over on the stiff bed in the hospital.

He found an excuse and almost escaped from Cheng's house; he didn't eat any food, but this time, Cheng Zhu did not stop him, and even Lele seemed a little timid and did not dare to pester him to stay—children can be sensitive. Aware of the parents' bottom line.

I get too close and I get too self righteous.The soft lights, warm beds, and amiable parents and children are all hallucinations, like a silent anesthesia; I don't actually understand them, and they don't understand me.Cheng Zhu doesn't want me to understand him, just like I don't want Cheng Zhu to understand me.

Understanding is out of the question, how can we talk about understanding?

It turned out that those dust were his reverse scales.

Xu Budie thought dimly that the teacher who seemed to have no worries about food, clothing, academics, and care was actually full of dust in his heart.

Everyone is different, but everyone is the same.

——No, maybe this idiot is not like that.

He took out his phone again, and changed the note of "Imperial Father" to "Nursing Home". When he clicked on the message, the other party sent a long message, first criticizing him for his wolfish ambition of trying to get close to Cheng Zhu, Then he said to himself that in the third chapter of the contract, he is not allowed to block him in groups of Moments so that he can supervise him at any time, and then sent a candid photo of Cheng Zhu who was making a clay model in class, "Hey, I am handsome."

Xu Budie, who was getting angry, sneered three times, and replied "I have your male god's private room, do you want it?"I thought, if I can't cure Cheng (Jin) Zhu (Lord), I can't cure you?

Sure enough, the other party followed with a series of question marks, exclamation marks and questions, what do you mean!What have you done!How can you do this!You candid him!You invade privacy!

...Student, isn't what you do in class called candid filming?

Don't worry, I absolutely approve and authorize the shooting.You'll know it when you see the perspective.Just say if you want it, don’t let me post it on Moments, never group, let everyone enjoy your steamed beauty (pig’s trotters).

The opponent's bubble hesitated again and again, and finally burst into pride. He slapped his thigh and bit his teeth, and suddenly floated up:

/ Tell me, how much is it, I will buy it! /

This is really a buy.

One dared to buy, and the other dared not sell for no reason.Xu Budie thought that maybe Cheng Zhu had already blackmailed him, and the money hasn't been calculated these days, so if this fool fell for it, it would be considered a subsidy.He sent Cheng Zhu's pig's trotters without any guilt. If it was too bad, no one wanted a refund. At least he could let this young man who desperately needed to be rescued clear his filter and realize that his idol was essentially a big pig's trotters.

/...Damn it, it's really a photo of a private room. /

/Didn't I lie to you?Is it private enough?Is there any room? /

The other party sent a cowhide expression.

/Is there any more, ask for more high-definition uncensored original films. /

/...I'll go, right? This kind of big pig's trotters is also okay?Are you awake? /

/?why not?How special, how rare, and how worthy of collection?Your posting on the public platform will damage his brand image, so I can keep it in my personal collection! /

Xu Budie didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he knew he would have taken more pictures, he thought to himself, this is much more profitable than cleaning, why should I catch up with the place and make trouble for myself?I just don’t know if I will be able to shoot again in the future, but the loss is huge, so how much more money should I ask for.

But the words he typed were "I will return the hat to you."

He pressed his finger on the send button, but he couldn't click it for some reason.