Epigenetic

The beautiful woman looked at Zhu Weixing with both arms and chest with great interest: "Why didn't I know there was such a handsome little guy in our alley before? Brother, which building do you live in?"

Miao Xiangxue glared at her and warned Zhu Weixing: "Don't pay attention to her, old nympho."

Zhu Weixing actually knew who the woman in front of her was. Boss Qian, the mahjong parlor in Building No. [-], and everyone in the alley called her Ah Zhu.

Zhu Weixing didn't take Mrs. Song's words at ease, and just smiled politely at the two of them, with a really nice gesture.Ask Miao Xiangxue again: "Auntie, is Jiang Yi at home?"

Miao Xiangxue hesitated, as if she didn't know, but was robbed by that Ah Zhu: "Yes, I'm sleeping."

Miao Xiangxue frowned: "I don't even know if my son is there or what he is doing, how do you know?"

Azhu said confidently: "At six o'clock in the morning, I saw him riding a bicycle from outside the mahjong parlor to Building No. [-]. It's only before ten o'clock, so he must be sleeping. You are addicted to bar cards, but your son doesn't care .”

"It's not your turn to stare at him all the time. You're almost as old as I am, and you still play tricks on my son, old nympho!"

"I'm only 37, okay, rich and beautiful, don't like me too much outside, your son wants to follow me, I, a rich woman, have to think about it!"

"If he looks at you blindly, I can break his leg!"

"Why are you so outdated, you wicked bitch! Thankfully, every time you come to my mahjong parlor to play all night, I even waive your table fee!"

Zhu Weixing held the cake in his hand and waited for them to look at it again after they had finished arguing before saying, "This is Jiang Yi's breakfast, can Auntie bring it to him conveniently?"

"Honey, are you still buying him breakfast?" Miao Xiangxue was surprised, then glanced at the woman beside her and said, "It's better for me to find MSI as my daughter-in-law than you, an old nympho!"

"Would you rather be a pretty kid than you, and really treat your son as a treasure? You're so beautiful!"

It can be heard that the two are not really quarreling, but just love to argue with each other. Zhu Weixing couldn't laugh or cry, and explained: "Our milk shop has recently started selling hand-cooked pancakes. It tastes very good, and I promised to give him a taste."

But Miao Xiangxue said: "But I'm not going home. The police station just called me. I'm going to City A next week. They must have heard the news and want me to hurry there. I'm so tired that I don't even have time to make up for it." .”

Ah Zhu hurriedly said: "Give me the key and the cake, I can take it!"

"You're going to die!" Miao Xiangxue screamed, and then forced the key to Zhu Weixing, "Mixing, you go by yourself, it doesn't matter, just open the door, and just put the things on the table with the key."

Zhu Weixing was still hesitating, but Miao Xiangxue had already staggered away from him, telling him as she walked, "Keep the keys away, don't give them to random people! I'm too late, already half an hour late, those two policemen are annoying."

After speaking, Zhu Weixing was not given a chance to refuse at all, Miao Xiangxue walked away in a hurry, only Ah Zhu was still cursing at others.

"Old woman! Who is a mess!?"

After yelling, he immediately raised a charming smile and reached out to Zhu Weixing.

Zhu Weixing thought she really wanted the key, so she straightened her back vigilantly.But the other party rolled his eyes and smiled and said: "I'm afraid of farts, it's really rare for a little hairy child to be an old lady. It's the new breakfast restaurant you just mentioned. Are there any flyers and menus? Take my sister's mahjong parlor, I can help you You are advertising, I don’t want your money. The business of our mahjong parlor is not for bragging, alas, I just like handsome boys.”

Zhu MSI: "..."

……

Entering Building No. [-], Zhu Weixing is still struggling. He has not forgotten the dissatisfaction Jiang Yi showed when he bumped into Zheng Zhaowen last time. His friends for so many years, he kindly fed donkey liver and lungs to bring breakfast. What good treatment can this half-new, not old, just expired enemy get?I'm afraid they will be thrown out together with people and cakes.

Thinking about it, the keys to Jiang's house are all in his hands, so he has to go if he doesn't go.Zhu Weixing decided to listen to Jiang's mother and planned to put down the cake and leave quietly.

Moji went upstairs and stood at the door of Jiang's house. Zhu Weixing hesitated for a second, and then turned the door with the key.

At first glance, it looks similar to my own house, but there are very few furniture, so it looks clean.There is a faint fragrance in the air, not a high-end perfume, and you can tell who the owner is when you smell it.

The doors of the two bedrooms were unlocked, the large one was open, and the small one was half closed. It was a bit dark, and one could vaguely notice a person lying on the bed, motionless, soundly asleep.

Zhu Weixing didn't have the nerve to take a closer look, and carefully put the keys and biscuits on the table.In order not to wake up the master, he deliberately took off his shoes and stepped into the living room with bare feet.

I wanted to leave, but I was worried that the cake would not taste good when it was cold. Since I personally delivered it, the discounted taste would be a waste of time for him to make this trip.Zhu Weixing found the kitchen again and took two bowls, and put the cakes in them, barely keeping warm.

After finishing the work, I wanted to leave satisfied, but when I raised my eyes, I met a pair of deep eyes in the dark!

Zhu Weixing was startled, he thought for a moment that he was trapped by some kind of big beast, he was stunned for a moment and realized that the bandit leader who was paralyzed on the bed opened his eyes at some point, didn't speak or move, just lay there and watched quietly he.

Knowing the other party's temper, Zhu Weixing quickly explained the reason for coming, including the fact that Miao Xiangxue gave the key.

After finishing speaking, he didn't hear the little bandit's answer, and didn't even lift his eyelids.

Are you still asleep or are you thinking about scolding me?In any case, it's best to leave.

Zhu Weixing thought to herself and walked out, and when she reached the door, someone behind her spoke.

"Where are you going?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a laziness that was about to wake up, "Are you allowed to go?"

Zhu Weixing was inexplicable, and Jiang Yi called again: "Come here!"

Zhu Weixing naturally doesn't want to go there, it's like stepping into a beast's lair, full of unknown dangers.

But he came to the door with sincerity, and decided to get along with the other party in a friendly way, but being evasive was not frank enough.

So Zhu MSI hesitated for a while and walked over.

While entering the door, the little bandit stretched out his arm and slowly sat up.The thin quilt slid down from his shoulders, revealing a strong and muscular body. The shoulder line, waist line, and abdominal muscle line were smooth and distinct.

I wish MSI knew that Jiang Yi had a good figure. After all, this person never dresses well. It is not surprising that he is running wild on the street some day.Putting on an old man's undershirt all summer is Jiang Yi's greatest respect for human civilization. When he returned to the room, it was so hot that he could peel his skin directly. He sat up and played games, so he could at least leave a pair of underpants. When he lay on the bed and listened to music, he was kicked under the bed. Bright and dark, I don't know how many times Zhu Weixing has bumped into him and exposed him.

Naturally, I don't look carefully, but I just accidentally scanned it, Zhu Weixing, as a homosexual, should also boast a fair word, the conditions are really good, no matter whether he is up or down.It's no wonder that [No money to buy a mask] would ask Zhu Liangliang to borrow a house for one night on WeChat. The location of my window is indeed a perfect perspective for voyeurism, which is too convenient for those with bad intentions to breed evil thoughts.

However, Zhu Weixing seems to only imagine Jiang Yi from his own perspective, worried that the other party will suffer, but did not realize that this perspective should be two-way, he can see Jiang Yi clearly, why can't the other party see him?

At this moment, the underpants were still hanging at the foot of the bed. Judging from the mermaid line on Jiang Yi's abdomen, it was obvious that there was nothing under the thin quilt.If I want to change to Zhu Liangliang from the past, the nosebleeds would spray out parabolas, but Zhu Weixing, as a straight reinforced concrete man, does not feel any inconvenience. If I insist, it is barely a little embarrassing. Feeling cramped, worried about losing politeness and upbringing.

So Zhu Weixing took another step back to give Jiang Yi space to organize his clothes.Unexpectedly, the other party didn't mean to be uncomfortable at all. Instead, he propped up one leg, raised his arm, and looked at it loosely with his chin propped up. A framed picture of that posture can be directly hung in the Louvre.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yi asked as he rubbed all his hair into straw and stood it on his head, exposing his broad forehead, with only a few locks falling between his eyebrows, making his gaze more focused.

Zhu MSI said again patiently: "Bring breakfast, thank you for the promise yesterday."

"Tch!" Jiang Yi disdainfully said, "Isn't it that I can't wait to get a call from my classmate from Baige High School for Nafuwei? Who cares about such hypocritical cakes?"

Zhu Weixing is here to give a cake, not an offering, how pious is it?This cake is already considered a very high-end present for him. If the little bandit didn't give him his number, why did he ask for it yesterday?

She was slandering in her heart, but Zhu Weixing was still polite on the face: "The cake should have been given to you a long time ago. It was delayed two days ago. I specially asked Uncle Shen to bring it with extra ingredients. If you don't like it, I'll buy something else I can give you breakfast again. As for the phone number, it’s best if you give it to me, if you don’t want to, I can think of another way.”

There was no panic in his tone, and there was a gesture of indifference.

Jiang Yi is the one who has the most itch for his kind of high-mindedness. Except for being startled by a neuropathy on the day of the typhoon and briefly showing a little fragility, he is always estranged and slow on weekdays. When he is forced to say good things about you, he can't say anything good. reluctance.

Different from Jiang Yi's wild and primitive style, Zhu Weixing is wearing a beige thin pointed collar sweater with a white shirt inside.The version is imitated by big brands, and Zhu MSI's temperament is matched, it is elegant and high-end, and it is impossible to tell the real from the fake without looking at the material.The shirt was ironed evenly, and the neckline was particularly crisp. It was tightly buttoned under the chin, revealing a slender and fair neck, full of well-behaved and conservative delicacy.If Jiang Yi's language and culture were better, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe his appearance and temperament with the phrase "the style is beautiful, the beauty is beautiful and the moon is charming".

But Jiang Yi couldn't be arty, he just stared at Zhu Weixing's neck which was not covered by the neckline.A few clusters of sunlight fell on the person in front of me from the window, and passed through the neck from behind the ears, leaving a pearly fluorescence on the skin, with a semi-transparent texture, which looks like a 4D villain handicraft.

Zhu Weixing was still waiting for Jiang Yi to refute, but saw that the other party licked his lower lip lightly, his eyelashes drooping, he didn't know what he was looking at, as if in a daze.

"It's not... I can't give it to you," Jiang Yi's eyes flickered, and he raised his eyes again, "The number is in the phone, so you can take the phone yourself." He smiled and lifted his chin slightly to one side.

Zhu Weixing followed his movements and paused.

He pointed to the thin blanket covered by Jiang Yi.

A slight crack appeared on Zhu Weixing's calm face.

The author has something to say:

If you feel that you can’t react, it’s still the same sentence. The whole text will not be messed up if you follow Zhu Weixing’s perspective. People who don’t notice him can ignore it. At present, the main roles are still the neighbors and schoolmates in Lingjiali