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

Feng Jiayang made a bowl of instant noodles and glanced at his phone every 10 minutes, but there was a bunch of news, none of which he was interested in.

He looked at the room where Qi Yu lived, bit off the instant noodles fiercely, and cursed: "White-eyed wolf, you don't even send a text message, it's really fun to go out."

Maybe it really made him read it. Just as he finished speaking, there was the sound of a key opening the door.Before Feng Jiayang could react, Qi Yu pushed the door open and entered.

"Brother Jia." Qi Yu put down his luggage and squatted at the door to change his shoes.

Feng Jiayang rushed over in three steps at a time, grabbed Qi Yu, looked at him carefully, and finally extended his hand to Qi Yu's buttocks to confirm.

Seeing that Qi Yu didn't respond, he didn't yell or yell or frown, he didn't look like he had been raped, could it be that old man...

Feng Jiayang vomited three bahs in his heart, trying to get rid of such dirty thoughts.

Qi Yu didn't understand what Feng Jiayang meant, but he came to a conclusion: Feng Jiayang in the dream was more gentle.

"Why did you hit me?" Qi Yu asked suspiciously.

Feng Jiayang's expression gradually returned to normal, and the frowns that were knit together slowly eased, and he asked directly: "Whose car did you get into after school yesterday?"

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, and after coming over for a few seconds, he said, "Did you see it all?"

"You idiot, the whole school saw it fucking." Feng Jiayang educated Qi Yu with hatred, "You said you are a good student, so you will have whatever you want in the future."

Qi Yu didn't understand what Feng Jiayang wanted to say, but he still thought about it seriously, "That may not be the case."

Feng Jiayang looked at Qi Yu again, and he didn't believe that Qi Yu was hard-hearted.He sighed, and tried to persuade him: "Then you can't... be self-deprecating, do you know what people in school say about you today, you have to think about your parents if you don't think about yourself. "

As soon as this was said, Qi Yu would pretend to be a god of learning if he couldn't react any longer, he was stunned: "So you just slapped my ass just now, because you thought I... fell for that."

Qi Yu said it very calmly, but when it reached Feng Jiayang's ears, it completely changed his taste, "I'm also... thinking of you, so how do you explain that you got into a luxury car yesterday and didn't come to class today? It sounds like it's true, and I'm also worried about you."

Qi Yu didn't think about it that much. In the past, his father or Chen Li wouldn't easily come to pick him up from school, and when he got into the car, he was only filled with shock.But he didn't care what other people thought. On the contrary, Feng Jiayang looked at a loss, which made him feel warm for a while, "Are you worried about me? How worried."

"Fuck," it's okay not to mention it, but when he mentioned it, he remembered the phone call this afternoon, "You know the police called me today, when he said the word police station, all I could think about was me How much money do you have now?"

Qi Yu didn't understand: "Why are you counting money?"

Feng Jiayang gritted his teeth, and said confidently: "I fucking thought you...then what...were caught, let me redeem you."

Qi Yu was amused.

Seeing this, Feng Jiayang became even more angry, accusing the person involved, "Is this funny? Who told you to always leave my phone number outside."

"I was wrong," Qi Yu apologized with a smile, "but why did the police call you?"

Feng Jiayang said: "For the bicycle that was lost before, a thief was caught recently, and later searched and found that the thief's house was full of bicycles hidden in the yard. One of them was very similar to the one I lost. The police asked me to find time to go to the police station to identify it. recognize."

Qi Yu said "oh".

Feng Jiayang then changed the subject again, "You still haven't said what is the relationship between you and that luxury car?"

Qi Yu sighed, and answered honestly: "The car belongs to my father, and the driver who came to pick me up is my family."

Feng Jiayang was amused: "You can really brag."

Qi Yu was not annoyed, and shook his head seriously, indicating that he was not bragging.

Feng Jiayang stopped laughing immediately, he was stunned for a moment, digested for 2 minutes, then turned and went back to the room.

Qi Yu followed, Feng Jiayang turned around suddenly, still not quite convinced, and asked seriously: "Wait a minute, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

"No." Qi Yu replied.

Feng Jiayang strode to the sofa, bent down and sat down, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the built-in computer, and entered numbers while muttering.

"The previous meal cost was 177+130+59+..."

Qi Yu was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Jiayang who was calculating, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Calculate how much money you cheated on me, you bastard?" Feng Jiayang gritted his teeth and responded, then raised his head and threw his phone aside irritably after a few seconds. He didn't have to care about it, but for a moment he felt as if he was being tricked. up.

Qi Yu: "Then why don't you count it now?"

Feng Jiayang jumped up, "You're reasonable, right? You're pretending to be pitiful even though you're so rich. Are you playing tricks on me on purpose? Look at me, I'm really poor."

A few seconds later, Qi Yu said helplessly, "You didn't ask me."

Feng Jiayang was immediately discouraged by Qi Yu's words. Indeed, since he knew Qi Yu, he had concluded that Qi Yu was a poor student. It was because of this that he was afraid that asking questions would hurt Qi Yu's self-esteem, so that later Qi Yu directly He didn't ask much about Qi Yu's family situation when he moved here.

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to be unreasonable again. He looked at Qi Yu, holding on to his face: "Then what do you work and sleep in an Internet cafe? Is it popular for rich people to experience life now?"

Qi Yu noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere, he sighed, grabbed Feng Jiayang's arm, and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Brother Jia, I was wrong, don't be angry, I didn't mean not to tell you."

Qi Yu took the initiative to give the steps, and Feng Jiayang couldn't stand still, "Forget it, it's not just your fault, I didn't ask clearly."

"Actually..." Qi Yu just uttered two words and subconsciously held back. He turned around and went to the door to pick up his luggage and walked to his room, "Actually...those are not my money .”

Feng Jiayang: "..."

Qi Yu didn't close the door, Feng Jiayang got in, this was the first time he entered Qi Yu's room after Qi Yu moved in.

He scanned around, and the room was tidy, not even a single crease on the bed sheet, as if Qi Yu had sorted it out with his temper.Qi Yu unpacked his luggage, took out seasonal cotton clothes one by one, and hung them in the cabinet one by one.

After a few minutes of silence, Feng Jiayang broke the calm. He reminded Qi Yu: "The school doesn't know yet, don't forget to explain it tomorrow."

"Explain what?" Qi Yu stopped what he was doing and looked at Feng Jiayang suspiciously.

"Explain that it is actually your car, and now I think you are..." Feng Jiayang stopped talking halfway, seeing that Qi Yu didn't mean to be angry, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued. : "It's also to make them less suspicious, in case you say something ugly that will affect your study."

Qi Yu closed the wardrobe and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, let them talk."

Qi Yu didn't intend to explain but Feng Jiayang didn't intend to just let it go, the main thing was that he felt uncomfortable listening to those harsh words.

Taking advantage of Qi Yu's time studying in the room, he found out the number Qi Yu called to the store yesterday, guessing that since Qi Yu could use this number to call, it must be someone from his family, but he couldn't help but always call after calling. If he was hung up, Feng Jiayang had no choice but to give up.

On the second day, although everyone in the class looked at Qi Yu with weird eyes, they didn't say anything after all. Only a few boys from the other class would say something weird when they saw Qi Yu, and then joked. Eyes looked at his ass.

Qi Yu gritted his teeth to suppress his anger, and then left as if he hadn't heard.

Feng Jiayang and Qi Yu were not on the same floor, but he would go downstairs whenever the get out of class was over, and when he passed downstairs, his eyes would always unconsciously glance towards Qi Yu's class.

Wang Xiaowei thought about it for a while, and asked Feng Jiayang seriously if he fell in love with the girls from the class downstairs. Feng Jiayang had to reduce the number of times he went downstairs accordingly.

After school, he rushed into Feng Yan's office with the mentality of giving it a try, repeatedly emphasizing that the homework that Qi Yu borrowed from him in the morning fell to him, and he wanted Qi Yu's contact information.

Feng Yan looked at Feng Jiayang, seeing that he didn't have a fever, and he didn't look like a joke, so he dubiously opened the teaching system and searched for the contact number that Qi Yu filled in when he entered school.

The number was not the same as the number that could not be reached yesterday. Feng Jiayang was overjoyed. He hugged Feng Yan's neck excitedly and told Feng Yan that he would definitely study hard in the future.

Feng Yan was a little worried from the bottom of his heart, his eldest nephew was kicked out of his head by which donkey.