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When Zhuang Zhou entered the study, Mao Fei sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table in the living room. The carpet was thick and he was not afraid of his buttocks.

I just had enough food and drink, and I was in a panic. Facing a book of "Western Economics" and a lesson plan, I not only didn't want to study by myself, but also felt a little sleepy and wanted to play games.

Mao Fei leaned back on the sofa, leaned back halfway to look at the ceiling, and rubbed his hands on his stomach in circles, thinking, it's so warm, so lazy, so comfortable, and the comfort makes people not want to go back to the dormitory.

After wasting his time for a few minutes, Mao Fei sat up straight again, first took a notepad and copied the "Three Chapters of the Covenant", and then pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the study, but he couldn't hear it, only the slight sound of the central air conditioner blowing warm air.

He stood up, without shoes, and lurked lightly to the door of the study, distracted by the crackling sound of typing on the keyboard.

Are you at work?Lesson preparation?Still chatting?

Mao Fei quietly leaned on the door frame and looked into the room. There were two laptops on the desk, a few books were piled up in an irregular manner, and the person sitting in the swivel chair was wearing a half-framed thin frame. Glasses, writing at the desk.

Mao Fei was so fascinated that he became a nympho. He considered himself superficial, and there was only one sentence in his mind-a man who works hard is so handsome.

Zhuang Zhou raised his eyes slightly, slid across the computer screen, and bumped into the voyeur.

A smile appeared on his lips: "What's wrong?"

The assistant who was reporting in the video saw something "strange" and automatically paused.

Mao Fei's heart is soft and his legs are weak, and the beauty blessed by glasses makes him think he is vulgar, and there is only one sentence in his mind - gentle beast.

He asked slowly, "Are you busy with work?"

Zhuang Zhou put down his pen: "No, it hasn't started yet."

"Can I come in?"

"Ah."

Zhuang Zhou closed his notebook, and Zhan Yao, who was on the opposite side of the video, watched the screen turn into pitch black, and he also relaxed, and quickly took a big bite of bread to satisfy his hunger.

When Mao Fei approached, he found that Zhuang Zhou was wearing a Bluetooth headset on his right ear. He put the pad on the table: "This is your share."

Zhuang Zhou took it over and signed it, and asked, "What about the breach of contract?"

"If you breach the contract, the relationship will be terminated, and the terms will not be used." Mao Fei asked, "Or do you want to write me a check?"

Zhuang Zhou laughed, "How big is the check?"

"The scoring situation will judge...you! Are you so unconscious? Are you eager to try this?"

"Don't worry, I'll just ask."

Mao Fei looked fiercely at him, and then moved closer: "You're going to start working soon, aren't you?"

Zhuang Zhou turned the sofa chair, faced him, and said "En".

"Then can you, can you kiss me first?" Mao Fei stood at the corner of the table, his salivating eyes were presumptuous and revealing.

Zhuang Zhou didn't ask him to wait for a long time, he opened his arms and said, "Come here."

Mao Fei walked over and was hugged by the waist and hugged on his lap. The two should have the same feeling, both physically and mentally happy to enjoy the beauty, their lips touched together tacitly, sucking and rubbing together, and then poking out the tip of their tongues to entangle , tasted very light lemonade.

Mao Fei wrapped his arms around Zhuang Zhou's neck, hugged him tighter, and snorted passionately when he was kissed. After an unknown period of time, the hand rubbing on his waist moved to his back, followed by the gentle kiss. Touch along the hair.

At the same time, on the opposite side of the video, Zhan Yao had forgotten to eat bread, and was completely dumbfounded in front of the computer. She heard some terrible conversation. When will this ambiguous sound end?

She suddenly came back to her senses, and before swallowing the bread, she hastily cut off the video connection.

Still unbelievable, Zhan Yao looked through the chat history before the video, the sentence "I have a student here who is studying, it's not convenient to talk" was not her imagination, but... is this really her boss' student? ?

The lips were finally parted, wet and swollen, Mao Fei opened his eyes tremblingly, and was kissed between the eyebrows again, Zhuang Zhou murmured: "Fei Fei."

Mao Fei was extraordinarily well-behaved, and let out a soft "huh".

At the right time, a bell rang from the living room, and Mao Fei muttered softly, "My phone rang."

Zhuang Zhou rubbed him, gently pecked and kissed the peach blossom noodles, then hugged him with his legs bent: "I will wear shoes from now on."

"Yes." Mao Fei promised him, and urged him again, "Go slowly."

Zhuang Zhou lowered his head, his eyes were full of love: "Do you like hugging like this?"

"I like it." Mao Fei looked at him, remembering his action of closing the computer, and said, "I won't peek at your screen, it's impolite, and I know it's all commercial secrets."

Zhuang Zhou was so provoked that he said such obedient words in a sticky voice. He couldn't help liking him so much. He put Mao Fei on the sofa and greedily touched his burning face: "Okay, I won't avoid you anymore."

The ringing was still making noise, Zhuang Zhou handed him the phone, rubbed his hair again before he was willing to go away, Mao Fei leaned crookedly and half hung on the side of the sofa, watched Zhuang Zhou walk into the study before sliding to answer.

He dragged his voice: "Brother Ran Qing."

On the speakerphone on the opposite side, I only heard Ran Qing laughing, the words were said by Xia Xiaoxiao: "I also want to hear you call 'Brother', quickly call me."

Mao Fei called, "Brother Xiao Xiao."

Ran Qing spoke: "Where are you? Why are you so weak?"

It wasn't that he was weak, Mao Fei was biting his mouth in pain, it was the knife made of marshmallow that pierced into the heart.

He lied: "It's at my cousin's house."

"Oh, today is Thursday. If you are tired from singing, you can sing a few fewer songs and rest more." Ran Qing asked, "When will you come back? Let's play a game."

Xia Xiaoxiao yelled "Ai ai ai" several times, it should be at a critical moment: "Mao Feifei, when you come back, let's fight as four, and the two of us will fight against each other."

Mao Fei stared at the teaching materials that Zhuang Zhou gave him, he really didn't want to study!

He said with difficulty: "You guys play first, I'll be back at ten o'clock."

Just as he was finishing speaking, a Zhuang Qiang roar came from the other side of the receiver: "You guys are so playful!!!"

The phone hung up with a "beep", and Mao Fei turned around and lay down on the sofa completely, grabbing the cushions and rubbing indiscriminately, looking shameless and shameless.

He didn't know what he was going to do, whether to rub it out, or to rub it down, or just to rub it for a while.

Mao Fei felt wronged and blamed Zhuang Zhou entirely.

In the study, the video was reconnected.

Zhan Yao acted as if nothing happened, and reported to the report one by one the flow of the past few days and the big and small matters. After the report was completed, he switched to the camera of his mobile phone and looked at the two cats on the cat climbing frame in all directions as much as possible. Into the mirror show.

"They're still afraid of me," Zhan Yao didn't dare to get too close, "Look, they're already on guard and ready to run away and hide."

Zhuang Zhou typed: Thank you for your hard work.

After he decided to come to help Song Yusong take over the class, he gave Zhan Yao the keys to the house immediately. He could tolerate mistakes at work, but he had to shovel cat feces. This was Zhan Yao's death order.

And in order for Huadan Xiaosheng not to be alone, the single lady Zhan Yao has to stay at her boss's house, serving the boss's mother every day at work, and serving the boss's cat after get off work.

Zhan Yao sat back at the table and asked, "Boss, when are you coming back?"

Zhuang Zhou typed: I won't reply in a short time, why?

Zhan Yao replied truthfully: "I can't handle it any longer. Your mother's thinking and way of working are very different from yours. After all, I have been following you. Now that I have changed my immediate boss, I am a little bit powerless."

After hearing this, Zhuang Zhou chuckled: "My mother won't take hard things, so please persuade me."

Zhan Yao was very tired, and said with a weary look: "Today your mother wants to hear my opinion on marching into the surrounding small towns. I disagree, and she is very upset."

Zhuang Zhou praised: "It's right to disagree."

Ask again: Did she ever say that she would come to see me?

Zhan Yao shook his head: "No. After you left, she announced that all decisions are up to her. She has been learning about the company's situation these days."

Zhuang Zhou said again: Thank you for your hard work.

At the end of the video, Zhuang Zhou took off his earphones, leaned back in the swivel chair and thought for a while, then found a number named "Dad" in his contacts and dialed it.

After ringing five or six times before being picked up, Zhuang Hezhou reprimanded with a smile: "Trouble me fishing."

"How late is it to go fishing?" Zhuang Zhou looked at the time as he spoke, and it was ten past nine, "Put on more clothes, don't catch a cold."

Zhuang Hezhou urged him: "Say something quickly."

"Okay, I have to ask you to borrow a helicopter again in a few days, and fly to me from Xiaofudu."

"You drove four or five hours there, do you need a helicopter?"

Zhuang Zhou sighed with a smile: "People don't need it, but cats can't. They both will be suffocated after four or five hours in the car."

Zhuang Hezhou's laughter should have scared away all the fish under the ice: "It's because of your cat again, go find your brother, I don't care."

After speaking, he put down the phone and did not allow Zhuang Zhou to express his missing.

He called Zhuang Mu again, but no one answered, just hung up, and received a letter:?

Zhuang Zhou thought to himself, he is very busy, what is he planning, and then he returned to: transport the cat by helicopter in a few days.

Zhuang Mu: ~(*3*)~

Zhuang Zhou couldn't stand his brother's bad taste very much, so after thinking about it, he copied and pasted the expression and sent it back to him.

After the matter is dealt with, it's time to go to the living room to have a look.

There was no one in the living room, books were spread out on the coffee table, and there was the sound of water dripping from the kitchen.

Zhuang Zhou walked over and leaned against the door frame to watch Mao Fei wash the kumquats.

Mao Fei glanced at him, turned around again, and said proactively: "I finished my studies, and when I heard you on the phone, I just wanted to see if there was anything to eat. It's not that I didn't eat enough at night, it's because I feel uncomfortable when I read a book, and I always want to Eat something to get energy. I think this is the most fruit in the refrigerator, can I eat some of you, okay?"

Hey, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and beauty is not as cute as him.

Before setting up a tent and videotaping with an assistant, it was hard to go down, but now he was teased again, Zhuang Zhou smiled resignedly, opened the refrigerator and took out the strawberries and cherries: "Wash a few more."

Mao Fei was only greedy for cherries. Hearing this, he was not polite at all, so he took them and put them in the water basin.

He asked happily: "Last time, I saw Little Voodoo printed on your luggage tag. Are you from Little Voodoo too?"

"Well," Zhuang Zhou leaned back against the glazed table, and he ate one after Mao Fei washed it, "Which district are you from?"

Mao Fei was also fed. He puffed his cheeks and said, "What about you from Fugu District?"

"I'm at the peak." Zhuang Zhou smiled, "I happen to be across the river from you across the river."

After the fruit was washed, the golden and bright red pot was not taken out, but placed between the two of them, you take one and I take one.

After sitting for a long time, Mao Fei's legs became sore and he wanted to stand up.

He sighed: "It's too coincidental, we went to the same bar at the same time, and then we made an appointment, and then you are still my teacher, and we are still fellow villagers."

Zhuang Zhou said, "There is fate."

The cherry was big and sweet. Mao Fei satiated his appetite and said obediently: "You take the test. If you pass the test, you cancel the leave and I go back to school. If you don't pass the test, we will talk about it next time."

Zhuang Zhou laughed, "Let's talk about it next time?"

"The dormitory building is closed at eleven o'clock."

"It's okay to sleep, we just go back together tomorrow."

no harm?Why is it all right?

Mao Fei couldn't bear to think about how he rubbed more and more on fire more than an hour ago, and finally ran to the bathroom to masturbate before it stopped.

He shook his head again and again: "I want to go back, Ran Qing and the others are waiting for me to play games."

Zhuang Zhou didn't force it, but he was also afraid, not because he was afraid that he would lose control, but because he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed and uncomfortable.

"First question, define the marginal quantity."

"The amount by which a unit change in the independent variable causes a change in the dependent variable."

"Second question, define consumer equilibrium, and its formula."

"Under the given income, the individual consumer realizes the equilibrium condition of maximizing his own utility. The formula is: MRS12=P1/P2."

After Mao Fei finished answering, he raised his eyebrows at Zhuang Zhou: "Hey."

Zhuang Zhou was overwhelmed by his cuteness, so he turned around and pressed him down: "You will answer the questions in class tomorrow."

"No!" Mao Fei exploded, couldn't break free, and was forced to look at the person in front of him, his thoughts jumped all of a sudden, and he murmured, "You can look good even if you don't wear glasses."

Zhuang Zhou was suddenly amused: "Really?"

Mao Fei hated himself for being a nympho who couldn't speak his head, so he pouted his lips and kissed: "Really."

Zhuang Zhou was happy: "Then listen to you and stop ordering."