There is a price to be paid for cheating food and drinking

"Fight Xiaolong, the four on the opposite side are here, gather a group of them." He Xi shouted excitedly as he tapped on the keyboard. If the group wins this round, the game will basically be stable.

Feng Jiayang stubbed out the cigarette butt, and directed the hero on the screen to follow He Xi silently.

After everyone had assembled but only the ad was missing, He Xi said "fuck" in his heart, held back his anger and pushed Wang Xiaowei next to him, "Big mouth, what are you doing? If you don't come to our group, what a fart."

Wang Xiaowei hastily put down his phone, with an apologetic smile on his face: "Come on, come on, this girl is too clingy."

For a moment, He Xi wanted to kick this guy out of the Internet cafe.

Feng Jiayang, who was next door, said lightly: "Is the ranking important or the girl?"

Wang Xiaowei immediately cheered up, "Fuck, this is fucking ranking!"

He controlled the hero to rush there, flashed the Q skill, and the last big move perfectly harvested the last hero of the enemy. Although this wave came late, it was still safe and sound.

He picked up the beer on the table and drank half of the bottle, then he said in surprise as if he had discovered some secret: "Drinking is good, I don't feel any pain when the AD on the other side hit me just now."

He Xi and Feng Jiayang: "..."

Wang Xiaowei said that the game is important, but his body is much more honest. After a game, he turned around and went to find a girl.

Feng Jiayang also wanted to leave, but before he raised his butt, he was dragged back by He Xi, saying that there would be another round.

He Xi played absent-mindedly, and finally dared to ask after pondering the whole game: "Brother Jia, what about Zhao Jie...was it you who did it?"

Feng Jiayang opened a can of Coke for him, and was amused by He Xi's question, "No, what do you mean?"

He asked again: "Did I force him to go out and fight with others?"

After He Xi asked, he regretted it. He also felt that there was something wrong with what he said. He scratched his head and answered: "You know that's not what I'm talking about. It's about the other party's parents being able to make trouble at school?"

Feng Jiayang paused with his fingers, but quickly clicked the mouse again. He stared at the game interface and carefully considered which hero to play. After choosing a hero, he casually responded to He Xi's question: "He broke someone, and the opponent must To be fair, what does it have to do with me."

He Xi froze for two seconds, then honestly closed his mouth.In fact, there is one thing he didn't say. When he came to school last weekend to collect the test papers left by koalas, besides the parents who happened to be making trouble in the teaching building, he also vaguely saw Feng Jiayang. I was in a hurry, but now that I think about it carefully, I feel that this matter may have something to do with Feng Jiayang.

He Xi withdrew his gaze, and said sourly: "You are not so kind to Qi Yu, you must be the first to rush out when he is bullied."

Feng Jiayang said with a smile: "It's the same for him and you. If someone bullies you, I will be the first to rush out."

He Xi took a sip of Coke: "You can pull it down."

Feng Jiayang was unhappy when he heard the words, and moved his head closer. He grabbed the Coke in He Xi's hand and took a big sip. He squeezed his throat on purpose and asked in a soft voice, "Did I treat you badly?"

He Xi was startled by Feng Jiayang's sudden acting like a baby, and his whole body went numb.

He pushed Feng Jiayang away, and wiped Feng Jiayang's right hand that he just touched with disgust, and couldn't stand it anymore: "Feng Jiayang, I beg you to be human."

As soon as Feng Jiayang opened the door, he could smell the aroma of rice all over the room.He was in a daze for a moment, and subconsciously touched his pocket. If he hadn't opened the door with the key that had been with him for more than ten years, he would have thought he had entered the wrong house.

It seems that Qi Yu is at home, Feng Yan always comes to cook when he is at home, if Feng Jiayang is not at home, Feng Yan will just put the bought things directly in the kitchen and leave, and will not Prepare meals and wait for him to come back.

Feng Jiayang regained his senses and looked inside the house, but he didn't see Qi Yu's figure, so he lowered his head to change his shoes, only to find that his slippers had already been neatly placed on the door mat.

Feng Jiayang stared at the pair of slippers for a moment, and there was a trace of strangeness deep in his heart. He seemed to have returned to his childhood for a moment. When he opened the door, there was no longer endless quarrels, no disgusting smell of alcohol in the room, let alone The cold and endless darkness.

The ten years of turmoil seemed like a dream, and today the dream seemed to wake up.

Qi Yu was washing vegetables in the kitchen. He vaguely heard the door opening but he didn't see anyone coming in. He thought he heard it wrong, but he still stuck out his head to look around, only to see Feng Jiayang who was in a daze outside the door.

"Brother Jia?" Qi Yu called out in surprise.

Feng Jiayang suddenly came back to his senses, squatted down to change his slippers

"What are you thinking about? I'm in a trance." Qi Yu looked at Feng Jiayang and asked.

Feng Jiayang raised his eyes, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and he made up an excuse, "I was wondering if I got my homework back."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jiayang lowered his head again, probably because he didn't even believe the reason, he might as well be thinking about the mistakes made in the game.

Feng Jiayang heard Qi Yu say "Oh", but fortunately, he only asked a symbolic question.

After Feng Jiayang changed his shoes, he glanced at the kitchen again, "What's for dinner tonight? I smell like hot pot."

"Guess right," Qi Yu said again, "It's a pity that I didn't eat hot pot last time. This time I just bought it home. I don't know what to buy, and I don't know what you like to eat. Anyway, the supermarket I bought some of what the boss recommended to me, see if there is anything else you want to eat, and I will go out and buy again."

Feng Jiayang followed Qi Yu into the kitchen, the electric cooker on the dining table was steaming, surrounded by vegetables, beef and mutton, spinach, dried tofu, mushrooms, various meatballs and so on.

The preparations are quite complete, and even the dipping sauces are bought in different flavors. It seems that this fool may have made the boss trick him a lot.

Feng Jiayang sat down on the chair, "If you want to eat, just tell me. My brother will take you to the store. This meal is not cheap. They say that eating hot pot at home is for cheap. I think your meal is better than hot pot." The store is also expensive."

"This meal doesn't cost money," Qi Yu picked up his chopsticks and put vegetables in the pot, explaining, "Zhao Jie returned the money for repairing the phone to me."

Feng Jiayang turned a corner, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, "Do all of you Xueba have superpowers? If this kind of superpower is used in learning, it will be supernatural, but if you get involved with anything other than learning, you will instantly become mentally handicapped." .”

Qi Yu was not annoyed, and smiled at Feng Jiayang, "Is it common for school bullies to swear at people around the corner now?"

"Fuck," Feng Jiayang was also amused, "This money is yours in the first place, so it looks like you took advantage of it."

"That's right, that's right," Qi Yu echoed, "Brother Jia is right, why don't you reimburse me for this meal."

Feng Jiayang glanced at him, "You are so beautiful."

He looked at the hot oil pan, raised his head and turned to Qi Yu and subconsciously asked, "Can't you eat spicy food?"

Qi Yu put the food into the pot seriously, without raising his head, he asked in surprise, "Who told you?"

After Feng Jiayang thought about it carefully, he realized that Qi Yu had never said that he didn't eat spicy food, it was all guessed by himself based on his subjective consciousness.

"I'll just ask." Feng Jiayang was embarrassed to say that he saw that Qi Yu's skin was good, so he judged that he didn't eat spicy food.

He raised his head, looked at Qi Yu's flushed face from the heat, and was in a daze by accident.

I have to admit that it is really tender, so that a man like him can't help but want to go... Squeeze.