The boss always thought we were looking at each other

Xu Zhengyi's nonsense was like a kid who didn't get candy because of a mistake, disturbing the whole auditorium.

Yan Yu had no choice but to hold his forehead, how old is he, why are he still arguing like chickens in elementary school? He Jin stopped swearing when she was five years old, okay?

What's more... the man He Ci didn't intend to talk to him at all.

Yan Yu glanced to the side, He Ci changed from standing to sitting, and even took out the laptop from his bag, and started his work.

Except for a few protruding blue veins on the wrist, it seems that the whole person is the same as usual.

He Ci's fingertips landed on the keyboard, and Yan Yu's speed of watching could hardly keep up with his typing speed, only the sound of typing could be heard.

Yan Yu remembered that he seemed to have a national competition to prepare for.

He Ci's baseball cap covered most of his face. From the perspective of Yan Yu, he could only see his tall nose, and that lip, which Yan Yu called 'thin', was tightly pressed.

Sure enough, Ci Jiang who works is the most handsome.

Seeing He Ci like this, Yan Yu had no intention of taking care of Xu Zhengyi at all.

"Xu Zhengyi."

Yan Yu glanced at the angry boy in front of him. It was undeniable that he was indeed handsome, and it was no wonder that the original owner was fascinated by him.

"Some things are not as simple as you see." It was rare for Yan Yu not to hate him, probably because of the overly calm He Ci by his side, he also began to learn how to deal with adults, Barabara started his own brainwashing.

The magnanimous appearance of the two made Xu Zhengyi look like a childish ghost even more.

"How do you know he doesn't have two accounts?" Yan Yu's persuasive appearance was really patient, and he seemed easy to talk to, "Or, he changed his mobile phone?"

"Anyway..."

Before Yan Yu finished speaking, the air pressure around him was extremely low.

Somewhat cold.

Yan Yu rubbed his arms that were exposed in the air, turned around subconsciously, took the school uniform hanging behind He Ci and put it on his body.

He Ci turned the notebook expressionlessly, and what appeared on it were the chat records between Mu Yuan and Liu Yaofeng, as well as all the records that Mu Yuan had operated on the account that Mu Yuan just logged in.

In less than half a minute, He Ci had recovered everything about what Mu Yuan had done to Yan Yu.

Xu Zheng was speechless as soon as he looked at the dozen or so records that had been edited and deleted by Mu Yuan.

Almost none of them were repeated, and from those words alone, he could see the hatred hidden by Mu Yuan.

But frankly speaking, these words are really not like what Mu Yuan can say. The words are so bad that they seem to care, obscenity, and step on words all the time.

Xu Zhengyi's mind was a little confused. How could that little boy who would only pester him and call him his brother suddenly grow up to be such a scheming person?

"So you're not studying?"

Yan Yu was surprised, looking at the series of procedures, he only felt that the coldness in his body seemed to come back again.

The plot in the original book flashed through my mind, He Ci seems to have invested in a technology company, so it is not a strange thing that He Ci can program.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu frowned slightly. To him, this was not something to be happy about.

He always thought that with his intervention, He Ci would deviate from his original growth track, but now he suddenly discovered that those tracks still exist, so, will He Ci become that kind of person in the end?

Yan Yu was silent for a while, and those things that he couldn't grasp in his mind were like a gust of wind, passing in front of him, maybe he didn't understand those things clearly enough back then.

Who will know, who will tell him, Lu Xuan?

Hearing Yan Yu's questioning tone, He Ci was startled for a moment, then raised his head and stared at him closely, as if trying to see some other emotion from his face.

However, it does not.

Yan Yu was obviously not as patient as before, and there was even a little restlessness on his face, maybe he still had some thoughts about Xu Zhengyi.

Thinking of this, He Ci began to pack his things silently. The moment he got up, his eyes with a strong sense of oppression surged towards Xu Zhengyi as if a tsunami was coming.

He Ci had never done such a targeted thing. In other words, he was the one who had been targeted and stared at like this. The sudden switch of identities made him a little uncomfortable.

In a moment, those strong oppressions disappeared again, and even Xu Zhengyi, who was opposite him, felt a sudden lightness on his body.

He Ci withdrew his gaze, and his downcast eyebrows fell on Yan Yu's body. When he looked carefully, he could vaguely see a bit of accusation from it.

"He berated me."

Words: "..."

Perhaps it was an emotion that the person in front of him had never actively expressed, but Yan Yu suddenly felt that he was cute, which was enough to suppress the uneasy guesses in his heart.

Yan Yu rested his chin, as if he was waiting for his next words, or in other words, waiting for another moment when He Ci loves to see him.

He Ci was a little overwhelmed by the look in his eyes, paused for a moment, and walked out towards the door with his bag in his hands. The speed of his feet was not fast, as if he was deliberately waiting for someone.

However, there was no familiar footsteps behind him.

He Ci paused, he felt a little stuffy in his chest.

"Either Yanyan's brain was caught by the door..." Gao Xinyi, who was watching the excitement at the door, sighed deeply, "Or, this is the old sea king. If the enemy does not move, I will not move, and the same will respond to all changes."

Wang Nan, who was running around holding a ball of props, heard the sound, put the props on the ground, and looked at Gao Xinyi seriously, "No, Yan Yuren is very good, I'll just buy him six walnuts to drink."

Gao Xinyi: "...Little Pumpkin, there are some problems that cannot be solved with physical assistance."

Sitting on the threshold, Li Zeming had nothing to love, and pointed to Lu Xuan who was still obsessed with explaining gender deviation to Yu Ying not far behind.

"The one caught by the door is there, like Yan Yu, a pure seed player of the Neptune family."

Several people discussed Yan Yu's illness, and they did not let go of watching the excitement.

Before Yan Yu could react, He Ci turned back, looked down at Yan Yu, remained silent for a moment, and pointed at Xu Zhengyi who had just been hit.

"He scolded me just now."

Words: "..."

Yan Yu was stared at by his dark eyes, as if he had come to the scene of the rape, and He Ci was the one who returned to the scene to catch the rape.

Thinking of this, Yan Yu suddenly jumped up in panic, and he began to reflect on whether he had done something wrong.

Until his eyes fell on Xu Zhengyi, he said Fu to his heart, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Does Xu Zhengyi deserve it?"

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, He Ci's expression relaxed a little.

Yan Yu inadvertently raised the corners of his delicate eyebrows, looked at him and smiled.

How can someone be so squeamish, and even sue after being scolded, and sue twice.

He Ci looked at Yan Yu who hadn't moved at all, and when he was about to remind him again, Yan Yu slammed the table.

"Huh!"

Yan Yu, who had mastered the survival code, gained confidence in an instant. He pointed at Xu Zheng and scolded him, "Who did you scold just now? Our Cijiang is only a 17-year-old baby, so you call him a scheming bitch?"

"Have you ever seen a 17-year-old whore?"

Xu Zhengyi: "..."

"Excessive!" Yan Yu frowned, stood up on a stool, and touched the back of He Ci's head with a cut-off through a baseball cap. His hands were prickly and addictive. He had long wanted to do this.

"Oh! It's too much! We are only so old, how can we have those bad intentions?"

He Ci's eyebrows twitched, his face blushed unconsciously, he bent down, avoided Yan Yu's restless hand, skipped his flattering eyes, pinched the back of the neck of the squinting tiramisu lying on the stool, and put it back cat bag.

"Next time, react faster." He Ci said sullenly.

Otherwise he would be really angry.

He Ci held the cat bag in one hand, and firmly carried Yan Yu off the stool with the other.

Cats are not allowed in the school, especially in the dormitory, once found out, they will be expelled from the dormitory, so when He Ci proposed to raise cats with Yan Yu, Yan Yu's head almost turned into a rattle.

The cat bag and cat food were bought by the two of them together. Yan Yu didn't have much money, but he stubbornly refused to let He Ci pay.

He Ci's salary was paid to him on time, [-] a month, plus he usually receives some drawings, so raising a cat is not a big pressure.

He Ci took the trouble to bring the tiramisu here every day, and brought it back at night. Yan Yu took care of it at school and He Jin took care of it at home, but He Ci didn't like the male cat that always attracted Yan Yu's attention.

Yan Yu looked down at the time, it was indeed a long time before school ended, and when he looked up again, He Ci had disappeared beside him.

It seems that he has gone back.

Even Xu Zhengyi didn't know where to go to heal his wounds, and suddenly there was such a quiet around him, Yan Yu felt a little empty in his heart, an indescribable feeling.

It's weird and disturbing.

It seems that when He Ci was around just now, he wasn't so depressed, but when He Ci was around, he didn't seem to talk much, and sometimes he was even quieter than now.

For a moment, Yan Yu didn't know what the problem was.

'Beep' the phone vibrated twice.

Yan Yu glanced at it, it was a strange notification text message.

[Dear Mr. Yan Yu, I have made an appointment for your physical examination next weekend, please arrive on the third floor of North Tianlin Hospital on time. 】

Looking at this text message, Yan Yu felt a sense of deja vu.

He remembered that Yan Weiguo seemed to have mentioned this matter.

Do medical examination, is to prove something or what they need.

Yan Yu frowned, going to the fucking physical examination, whoever loves will go.

Zhao Qingqing had been busy all day, and the few people who finally made an appointment were not seen by anyone, and they all disappeared. Now it's all right, all the ducks are flying.

"Yanyan," Zhao lightly poked Yanyu who was lying on the table sleeping, "Do you want to go to play on weekends, just the playground in Times Park?"

weekend?

Isn't that time for the physical examination?

Since a lunatic like Yan Weiguo can find the school, it's not impossible for him to go to the school to pressure him for a medical examination on the weekend.

After thinking about it, Yan Yu nodded, just in time to see if there was any part-time job he could do.

With his grades, it would be impossible for him to take the cultural courses and college entrance examinations, but it would be much easier for him to take the art college entrance examinations.

Relatively speaking, it is also a small fee.

"Then can you bring He Ci?" Zhao Weiwei winked at him, "We don't have enough people in this drama, you can ask him to help, when the posters of the two of you hang on the door, will the ratings be guaranteed? "

**

When Yan Yu was woken up by Zhao Qingqing's phone call, he had just finished changing He Jin's painting and had only slept for a few hours.

He Jin usually doesn't listen to lectures at school, and draws when she is free. Because of her physical defects, the teacher doesn't make things difficult for her.

Usually I can draw one piece a day, and I can save a lot in a week. When I can’t make it through, I usually record a lesson for a little girl. In the video interface, only two hands are exposed, and the fingertips holding the paintbrush are slender. Those few paintings were drawn back and forth with a strong individualistic style.

Because he is busy with rehearsals and studies these days, Yan Yu has very little personal time, most of the time he can't go to He Ci's house.

So he can only guide He Jin in the form of recorded lessons, which can be called an irresponsible teacher.

Yan Yu used Xiaohua's WeChat account to discuss with He Ci many times to reduce the tutoring fee for each class, but He Ci also politely rejected him.

He Jin was brought up by He Ci since he was a child. He Ci did not know how to communicate and communicate, which caused He Jin to have such problems to a certain extent. Therefore, for He Jin, even if it was recording a class, He Jin was very happy to listen to it. .

Sometimes Yan Yu would talk to himself in the class recording and praise how well he did, and sometimes he would make a little joke, which made the little girl holding a paintbrush in front of the screen giggle non-stop.

Sometimes, he would also record a bedtime story or a text that He Jin wanted to recite, and ask He Ci to play it to her.

The boy's voice was as clear as a gurgling mountain spring, and he appeared in He Jin's bedroom early in the morning.

He Jin looked at "Spring" by a famous poet and writer on the tablet, while reading along with Yan Yu.

"Brother, is Teacher Xiao Hua a boy?" He Jin held the tablet, walked up to He Ci, and took a look into the pot while holding his leg.

Teacher Xiaohua didn't ask her why one eye didn't move, so she didn't ask Teacher Xiaohua why she was wearing a skirt even though she was a boy.

He Ci was amazed at her awareness, holding her with one hand, his eyes skipped the pair of white hands of the boy turning the pages of the book in the video, and remembered that the piles of love letters he had received these days were also written by these hands, and he said lightly, "Yeah." 'Sounded.

"I think he is very similar to Brother Yin." He Jin shook He Ci's neck, becoming more and more excited, "Then can I see him at the playground today! I think he is just like Mr. Zhu the teacher said, he is a very interesting person." Charming brother!"

He Ci curled the corner of his mouth, "But you can't call him Teacher Xiao Hua today."

"Okay!" The two seemed to have a common goal, and He Jin covered her mouth and whispered, "Let's protect Teacher Xiaohua's secret together!"

The author has something to say: Xu Zhengyi: Can a 17-year-old scheming bitch be a baby?

He Ci: He told me to be good.

Gao Xinyi & Li Zeming: Darling, wake up, that's why Neptune calls you that!

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Mi Heng 4 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard