MTL - With So Many Vests, I Overturned In Front of the School Grass-Chapter 12
During lunch, He Yu suddenly realized a serious problem.
He has to go to work tonight.
If Chu Yi knew that the partner he would honestly return to the second-time offender is actually the security captain of the most chaotic bar in Tongyan City...
WTF? ? ?
He Zuizui covered his face with sadness.
He Yu was worried until after school at night, when he received Yuan Li's WeChat.
Yuan Zuzong: My mother will pick me up tonight, take care.
Yuan Zuzong: There is a kind of love called letting go.jpg
He Yu replied "Why are you willing to let me be sad.jpg", and continued to worry.
"Let's go," Chu Yi took his schoolbag and put it on his shoulder, wrapping his shoulder with one hand, "Go to the supermarket."
"Do you want to buy vegetables?" He Yu took a deep breath, until the slight chill in Chu Yi's pheromone soaked through his nerves, did he feel a little comforted.
Even without any emotional basis, the "most romantic chain" in medicine still affects him all the time.
Alpha was born to give Omega a sense of security, and Omega will absolutely rely on his Alpha, which is not transferred by human will.
There is a big supermarket between the Xingfu community and the school. It sells everything and everything is not complete. Generally, people who pay attention to food come here instead of the vegetable market.
He Yu didn't think the dishes wrapped in a layer of plastic wrap were expensive, he just thought they were expensive.
But it's not him who pays, so it doesn't matter what is noble and expensive.
"Sister, are the tomatoes fresh?" He Yu asked pretendingly, and before the other party could speak, he began to pretend, "Here are five catties."
Chu Yi pressed his hand, with a smile on his face: "Are you really stupid or a real tiger."
"I'm... stupid and cute?" He Yu didn't know that there was a problem with that step, which caused Chu Yi to look at him like a stupid Erha.
"I bought five catties of tomatoes, are you going to take them home to study genetically modified products?" Chu Yi randomly picked a few that looked good and packed them up, "I can't see why we are so motivated."
The older sister who sold things laughed out loud watching them, and He Yu's face felt hot.
He really hasn't bought groceries for a long time. The last time he remembered to buy groceries was when he was seven or eight years old, and he lost ten yuan. That stupid couple played mixed doubles, and others almost disappeared.
Chu Yi turned his head in a semicircle and led him to the other side.
If it weren't for this handsome face, Chu Yi would have blended into the group of aunts who were shopping for vegetables at night, and he was as good at bargaining and picking vegetables.
He Yudan deducted his proficient posture and put it on a grocery shopping lady casually.
Chu Yi didn't know the storm in his head, so he bought a bunch of spinach, two bundles of dried noodles, a dozen eggs, and went to the aquatic area to buy a few catties of crayfish and a big fish he didn't know...
During this period, he was completely a companion creature, walking around empty-handed, and was responsible for standing aside as a ruthless boasting machine.
"Wow, you actually know how to pick fish!"
"It's amazing and you can negotiate the price!"
"Brother, you actually have a membership card!"
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Chu Yi Danfeng's eyelids were lifted mercilessly, occasionally replying to him would drive him into the ground, wishing to reincarnate and do it all over again. But you are not angry at all with this face.
"Let's eat fish today." Chu Yi walked around the meat section without buying anything, "I'll make the barbecue later."
"Barbecue? Roast at home?" He Yu's eyes lit up, and he was gearing up, "I don't have an oven at home."
"Then buy one," Chu Yi said casually, "It's not that there are no conditions."
Chu Yi was full of things in both hands, and skillfully reported his membership card number while saving points and paying. He Yu stood beside him like a man who didn't care about anything, and fiddled with his mobile phone with his head down.
Chu Yi called him after paying the money: "Let's go, stop playing."
"Ah, it's over," He Yu leaned over, begging for nothing, snatched a bag of light dried vegetables from Big A, who was educated as a gentleman, and held it in his hand, "I bought an oven."
"Huh?" Chu Yi turned his head to look at his mobile phone, and he showed it calmly, almost writing "I am also very homely" on his face with a proud face.
Chu Yi looked at the brand at first glance, it was a very famous brand, but at the second glance at the price, it was more than six thousand.
Looking at He Yu's family conditions, not to mention living frugally, he doesn't look like such a prodigal, but He Yu can always break through his existing impression of him and surprise him.
Chu Yi felt that his current expression made into an emoji must be "What surprises do you have that I don't know.jpg".
"Don't you usually manage money?" Chu Yi couldn't help asking.
"What do you do with money management?" He Yu said indifferently, "If you have money, spend it."
"Are the flowers gone?" Chu Yi narrowed his eyes.
"Eat instant noodles when the flowers are gone," He Yu said silly, "I have instant noodles in the cupboard."
"..." Chu Yi was silent for a few seconds, "From now on, I will only call you 10,000 of the 20,000 per month, and the remaining 10,000 will be stored in the card for the time of death."
"Why?" He Yu watched the duck fly away, "Don't, brother, I have to eat, ten thousand is not enough."
"Ten thousand is not enough for you to eat," Chu Yi snorted, and looked down at him, "He Zuizui, do you want to eat Jinshan?"
He Zuizui was deeply saddened, he couldn't find out what was wrong with this life without a meal at all, he shrunk his shoulders and covered his face and sobbed, so wronged that he was out of shape.
"If you have something you want to buy in particular, you can discuss it with me," Chu Yi slapped Tianzao, "I will give it to you after consideration. I will pay the money in the card once we finish the transaction, and I will give it all to you."
He Yu covered his face and thought for a while, and rolled his eyes, it was still not a loss.
"All right..." He Yu recalled the past life where today was rich and rich, and tomorrow's sauerkraut was obsessed with tomorrow.
On the way back, He Yu pretended to be so sad that he played on his mobile phone and sent a message to Feng Cang.
He Zuizui: Brother Feng, he is unwell, please leave.
He Zuizui: I'm so uncomfortable.jpg
Brother Feng: If you're too lazy to come, just say it. Every time I get sick, I can't even make up a beautiful flower!
He Yu scratched his head and wove a flower with his backhand.
He Zuizui: My boyfriend is staying at my house, so I have to accompany him.
He Zuizui: People still blame me for being embarrassed.gif
Brother Feng: I started dreaming before dark!
Brother Feng: Sneer.jpg
He Yu felt that he was in menopause, so he could form a CP with Director Zeng for being so irritable, and called Lao Tzu an angry CP.
March has just begun, it is still early when it is dark, the lights in the house are turned on, and the lonely air is tinged with warmth.
Chu Yi was busy in the kitchen, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, added a little bit of vitality to this lifeless room always.
He Yuwo was reading a book in the bedroom, lying on the table with a serious face.
In fact, he couldn't see it. He had been the only one in this house for several years, and suddenly there was a big living person with such a strong sense of existence that he still hasn't recovered from it, and his mind is full of unreality.
Suddenly there is a boyfriend in name, who is hot and handsome, can cook, help him manage money, and pay him a salary...
Did the phrase "Amitabha Buddha" when passing by the Shaolin Temple during the holiday work?
"It's time to eat." Chu Yi called him in the living room.
He Yu put down an unwritten math paper and ran out.
"Wow, I—"
"No need to exaggerate, I know I'm good," Chu Yi put two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the coffee table. There is no dining table in his house, so he usually just finds a place to eat. Plus."
"Anything spicy is fine, Brother Chu, who cooks, is handsome!"
"What were you watching just now?" Chu Yi asked him while peeling the shrimp.
"Homework paper." He Yu swallowed and said.
"Do you understand? So hardworking." Chu Yi expressed doubts about his diligence.
"The language is not bad, and I can memorize a lot in a few more days." He Yu said modestly.
"Language can be done by an individual." Chu Yi sneered.
He Yu didn't dare to say anything.
I don't know if Yuan Li, who struggles with Chinese language scores around 60 points every time, will be enlightened after hearing his idol's words, change his appearance, and get him a 70 point in the next exam.
"I looked at your grades last semester. If you have time to read Chinese, you might as well read more about it." Chu Yi said.
"I don't understand." He Yu was neither straightforward nor strong.
"Two options," Chu Yi put the peeled shrimp into his bowl, "One, I'll give you extra lessons, not on a regular basis, depending on my mood. Second, I'll find a teacher for you to make up lessons, fixed and fixed amounts, and I will pay for it. "
He Yuxin said that I didn't want to choose any of them.
His grades in school are indeed embarrassing, but the reason is that he deliberately did not write.
On the high school campus, the halo of a good student is too strong, and even a little bit of sparkle can attract thousands of eyes. This is not the life he wants.
Rich second-generation vicissitudes of life.
In the last midterm exam, he wrote all the answers on straw paper, and after the answers came out, his score was second in the school.
The first is sitting in front of him now.
Chu Yi's small group has returned from waves, and the achievements of Chu Yi, the leader of the group, are still very worthy of his status.
"I don't need to make up lessons," He Yu said casually. "My classmate Yuan Li is also an Omega, and his grades are very good. He plans to give me make up lessons every night from tomorrow."
"To his house?" Chu Yi raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." He Yu nodded.
"I'll take you there, and then I'll wait for you downstairs." Chu Yi has always acted in full sets.
Just as He Yu was about to refuse, Chu Yi glanced over: "What about dedication?"
He Yu raised his hands in surrender.
At this moment, Yuan Li, who "has very good grades, but why don't I ask more and more questions if I don't know it", sneezed. Who is scolding him?
"Put the hot water bottle under your bed." Chu Yi handed over two rubber hot water bottles, "I don't know if it's cold?"
"Brother, when did you buy it?" He Yu hurriedly took it and hugged it in his arms and touched it. It was wrapped in a layer of knitted cloth, which was warm and not hot.
I have to say that Chu Yi's thoughtful little details are very valuable. Even if he doesn't look at his face, just watching these daily interactions can warm his cool heart.
"The second corner of the third cabinet." Chu Yi leaned on the sofa in the living room to read a book, his long legs naturally overlapped, and his posture was leisurely and elegant. As long as he didn't open his mouth, anyone who looked at him would have to say "What a handsome gentleman" .
It's a pity that your son opened his mouth.
"Is this your home or mine?" Chu Yi looked up at him, "It's half past ten, go to bed."
He Yu's "My Tian Chuyi is a snail girl" in the morning turned into "I just found a father for myself" at this moment.
Before returning to the house, He Yu glanced at the book in his hand - "On the Disintegration of Feudal Society".
This level of thought. Two words - advanced.