"Second Master, Uncle Wang asked me to call you for dinner."
When the voice sounded, Chen You hung on Qin Feng's body, and Qin Feng held his buttocks in an intimate gesture.
Qiao Mingyue joked, "I can't tell, Mr. Zhou is quite lively at his age."
Chen was embarrassed again, and he immediately slid down from Qin Feng's body. He didn't know what was scratched on his stomach, and he sucked in the pain.
Qin Feng's belt was moved down a few inches by the young man, and it was fun to see him enduring the pain, trying to swear and blushing.
"No hurries?"
Chen You winked at him again, what do you think? Gua Wazi, are you stupid? !
The atmosphere was eerie.
Qin Feng walked out as if nothing had happened.
Qiao Mingyue straightened his shirt collar for him, then turned to the unresponsive Chen You and said, "Mr. Zhou, aren't you coming?"
Chen You hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no." Brother, I have already learned your Wuying sword technique this morning, and when I recover from my injury, we will make an appointment again and fight for hundreds of rounds.
Qin Feng frowned, "Don't eat at noon, and don't eat at night?"
Chen You opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I lose weight."
Qin Feng glanced at him, "You are all over the body, just the little meat on the buttocks, can you still lose weight?"
"..."
Chen You secretly looked at Qiao Mingyue. As expected, he had followed Qin Feng for many years and had learned the essence. The curvature of the corner of his mouth was exactly the same as that of a smile on the surface.
Qiao Mingyue said, "Second Lord, ask the kitchen to save some food for Mr. Zhou later, and eat when he wants to eat."
Chen You nodded like a garlic, yes, keep it for me, there is a microwave.
Seeing that he was heartless, Qin Feng turned around and went out.
Chen You chased after Qin Feng's heels, "Give me the phone!"
As soon as the door was closed, she almost kissed his nose.
Chen You lay down on the bed, the spiritual food was taken away by Qin Feng, the hunger came back, and he became paralyzed.
"444, can you turn the quilt into braised pork and miso elbow?"
"Ding, I don't have this skill for now."
"Negative Ratings!"
Chen You turned over and pinched the quilt with his legs. This meal won't taste good, so he wouldn't rush up to join in the fun.
In case I don't know that I was sold.
Downstairs, Qiao Mingyue was serving tofu soup for Qin Feng, "Second Master, be careful not to burn it."
Qin Feng put his hands on his abdomen casually, fingers crossed, "Why did you come back a day early?"
Qiao Mingyue said, "It's going well there."
In this man's heart, he is in the same category as Zhou Yi, both bed partners, the only difference is that he came earlier than Zhou Yi, and he is not the master of the Qin family, so he dare not overstep.
Qiao Mingyue frowned. In the morning, she didn't feel that anything could threaten him on Monday. After the scene just now, he became unsure.
But he couldn't ask for the answer from this man, he had to start from other places.
The table was very quiet, Qin Feng inexplicably felt that something was missing, the food tasted bad.
He ate a piece of tofu and frowned.
The aunts who were cooking suddenly looked like landslides, the sky was falling, and they were afraid that the dishes would be poured out.
Qin Feng put down his chopsticks, "Uncle Wang, bring something to eat for Monday."
Uncle Wang responded and glanced at Qiao Mingyue, but he didn't see anything special, so he went up with the food himself, knocked on the door and entered the room.
Chen lay on the bed again, "Leave it alone."
As soon as Uncle Wang left, Chen You rushed over and devoured the last vegetable leaf into his stomach. He continued to shrink into the bed, feeling weak all over.
Xiao Biesheng is newly married, next door next door, tonight the old man will definitely touch Mr. Qiao's little hands, thighs, play with the top until the cock crows.
"444, I'm so bored."
No computer, no TV, finally got a mobile phone, and it was confiscated. These days are miserable.
Chen rolled his face on the pillow again.
The mechanical voice of the system sounded, "Ding, would you like to order a song, Mr. Chen?"
"Yes, yes!" Chen You sat up excitedly, "Here's "Nunchuck", and play it on a loop for a hundred times."
Listening to his favorite song, he stood on the bed and sang, shaking the pillow like chicken blood, "Use the nunchuck quickly, hum ha ha ha!"
Outside the door, Qin Feng's face darkened.
Almost thirty, still like a child.
At night, Qin Feng spent time at Qiao Mingyue's place, and the servants all thought, it seems that the new is not as good as the old.
The newcomer had to pack up and leave.
The next day, when Chen Xiaozhu, who had been thrown into limbo, came downstairs, he received many sympathetic and pitiful looks.
His hair is messy and his beard is unshaven. In the eyes of others, he is haggard, decadent, and self-defeating.
Qiao Mingyue stood in front of the piano, changed the casual clothes into a white suit, and became a prince.
"Mr. Zhou, did you sleep well last night?"
Chen You yawned, a tuft of hair on his head poked the sky, and his energy was listless, "It's not very good."
Qiao Mingyue raised her eyebrows, "Oh?"
Chen sat down on the sofa again, "I had a dream all night."
Qiao Mingyue chuckled, "Mr. Zhou can drink a glass of milk before going to bed."
Chen You also chuckled at him, "Try next time."
There is a melodious piano sound, worthy of being a famous pianist. Listening to it can make people feel good, relax, and float in the sky.
Then it's time to sleep.
Chen You yawned one after another. He looked over with moist eyes. Qiao Mingyue's beautiful hands were evenly slender, with round finger pads, slightly pinkish, cleanly trimmed nails, soft and boneless.
If you put it there, it is a work of art, which can be cut out and offered as a collection.
Chen You stuffed his hands in his pockets again, without comparison, there would be no harm.
He wandered around the living room, and when he found the target, he quickly found a corner where no one was around, and trimmed his bumpy fingernails.
He thought about sneaking upstairs to put on some hand cream, but the hardware gap was too big, and he didn't even have the courage to challenge others one-on-one.
Uncle Wang was elusive, "Xiao Zhou, you..."
Chen Youshui put his hands behind his back and interrupted him, "Don't say it."
Uncle Wang said again, "No, Xiao Zhou, you..."
Chen interrupted again, "I know it all, really, Uncle Wang, you really don't need to say it." Master Qiao's hands are jade, and I'm chicken feet, anyone with eyes can tell.
Uncle Wang said in one breath, "This nail clipper is for Mr. to cut your toenails."
"..."
Monday squeezed out a smile, "It's okay."
Uncle Wang sighed, it seems that this child really likes Mr., what a pity.
After the people left, Chen put his hand in front of his nose and smelled it, um, it smelled like banknotes.
No, I still feel sick, go brush it.
He went to the bathroom and heard the conversation in the living room that Qin Feng wanted to go to the racecourse with Qiao Mingyue.
Chen You shook the water off his hand, straightened his zombie's body, and waited for it to dry naturally. When he heard the word "horse farm", his mind was full of horse shocks.
Hey, island country action movies kill people.
Qin Feng's voice came from behind, "Let's go, we will eat at the racecourse."
Chen You stared, "I'm going too?"
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, "Can you not go?"
Chen said again, "Then I won't go."
He grinned, "Second Master, have fun with Young Master Qiao."
Qin Feng's face tensed, his eyes darkened, and he left without saying a word.
There is evil spirit in the back, very scary.
Chen You is stupid and not stunned, what's wrong, I won't bother you, and you still show me face.
As soon as the car got out of the iron gate, Chen You went for a stroll in the garden, feeling very uncomfortable.
The elusive Uncle Wang came again, "Xiao Zhou, Second Master asked you to go to the racecourse."
Chen went to the door again, but found that there was no car to pick him up, "Walking?"
Uncle Wang coughed.
When he was about to die, Chen looked at his legs again, and decisively asked Uncle Wang if he wanted to call, "Second Master, I was wrong."
The voice on the other end was lazy, "Where is it wrong?"
Chen walked to the side again, and whispered, "I put my butt and head in the wrong position just now, and now I changed it back."
There was a faint smile, "Is it really back?"
"Really, truer than gold."
"Wait there."
"Hey!"
Chen stretched out his feet and kicked stones there, waiting boredly, he grabbed a small wild flower, and broke open a piece, it was definitely not me who wanted Ma Zhen today, and I broke another piece...
"not me… "
Throwing away one piece, Chen You stared fiercely at the last petal in his hand, and stuffed it into his mouth the next second. He smiled, "I'll just say, it can't be me."
He slumped, don't be.