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It takes about half an hour to drive from Berwyn to the school.

Zhuang Zhou directly put on a long down jacket over his home clothes, the upper body was warm, and the lower body was exposed with two calves not covered, Mao Fei was concerned: "If you don't want to wear a pair of trousers again, I'm not in a hurry for a while. "

Zhuang Zhou said intentionally, "Who was calling for going back to school just now?"

Mao Fei slapped himself, the two of them kissed endlessly in the kitchen just now, the sweet smell of cherries and strawberries was on their lips and tongues, the more they kissed, the more aphrodisiac, Mao Fei's hand touched the tender belly from under the hem of his clothes, and wiped the oil While pushing and shoving, panting and shouting, he hurried back to the dormitory.

It's almost ten o'clock, go back at 10:30, take another quarter of an hour to wash, and turn off the lights in the dormitory at 11:30, so there is not much time left for him to play games.

Mao Fei stood at the entrance and waited for Zhuang Zhou to change his shoes. Seeing that he had no intention of going back and adding a pair of pants, Mao Fei gave up trying to persuade him: "Then get in the car and turn on the air conditioner to the warmest."

"Okay." Zhuang Zhou straightened up, and wanted to push the person against the door to have a sip of incense, but failed, Mao Fei opened the door and fled. He laughed, "Go press the elevator first, I remembered something and haven't taken it yet."

Mao Fei went obediently with an "oh" and searched for "Zhuang Zhou" on the webpage while guarding the elevator. The ancients of the Warring States Period who came out were not what he wanted. He added the prefix "Chichao" and almost all came out. Zhuang Hezhou and Zhuang Mu.

Mao Fei flipped back and forth, and Zhuang Zhou came with a handbag, but he hadn't found a word yet.

The elevator door opened, and the two of them went in. Mao Fei couldn't hide what was on his mind secretly, and took the initiative to confess: "I searched for you on the Internet, but I couldn't find it. Only your father and your brother are the only ones. Now I...start to think about it again. gone."

Zhuang Peri buttoned his down jacket and asked, "What have you been thinking?"

"feud."

"feud?"

Mao Fei said "hmm": "And---"

There are also cheating, cheating, illegitimate children picking up the wrong arms, close relatives, incest, moral decline, etc.

Mao Fei stopped in time, slapped himself in his heart, and then said: "---In short, it's just that your circle is really messed up."

Zhuang Zhou was so provoked that he laughed straight away and asked, "Why don't you think that I'm lying to you? Maybe I'm not Zhuang Hezhou's son at all?"

"You lied to me?" Mao Fei was taken aback, then looked at him eagerly, "Then you lied to me?"

"I didn't lie to you." Zhuang Zhou grabbed him, "You can't find me because I'm boring and uninteresting. I really have nothing to write. Do you know when was my last message?"

Mao Fei shook his head.

Zhuang Zhou satisfies Mao Fei's curiosity as if answering students' questions: "I came back from the United States after finishing my graduate studies. The reporter reported that I got married abroad, gave birth to a child and then divorced. I brought my child back to China alone."

Mao Fei: "!!!"

Mao Fei said anxiously: "Really?!"

"What do you think?" Zhuang Zhou laughed angrily, "Am I abandoning my wife and son to date you here?"

Mao Fei made a mistake and didn't go to correct the date. His hand hurt from being held, and he couldn't shake it off, so he rubbed the back of Zhuang Zhou's hand with his fingertips, which gained him a little relaxation. He urged in a flattering way: "Go on, and then what?"

"They took pictures of me holding Huadan in my arms, and they were far away. Maybe they really regarded Huadan as a baby. Anyway, the gossip was full of hype. After that, the small workshop was bought by my dad, and the relevant content was deleted long ago. Clean, after all, getting married and having children is of great importance, and it’s fine to let them dig up my brother’s leftovers, this is intolerable.”

Mao Fei asked: "Did you raise Huadan when you were in the United States?"

"Well, Xiaosheng was raised after returning to China, and he was with Huadan as companions."

"Oh..."

I broke up with my ex after graduating from graduate school, which means...

Mao Fei couldn't imagine the scene of Zhuang Zhou and his old lover stroking cats together. Zhuang Zhou has such a good temper, he didn't get angry when he was speculated, and even laughed and gossiped with him. Such a gentle man has a cat lying on his left side , the old lover in the arms on the right, meowing on the left, buzzing on the right, wagging the tail on the left, twisting the buttocks on the right,...

Mao Fei looked at the numbers falling layer by layer, and his mind was even more cranky than before.

Zhuang Zhou squeezed his palm: "Not all the things you found about my brother are true."

"I didn't search for your brother," Mao Fei looked up at him, "I only searched for you."

The elevator stopped on the middle floor, and several people came in.

Zhuang Zhou led him to his side, stopping and moving, and he didn't resume talking until he got out of the elevator.

"Do you have siblings? Or is it just you?"

Mao Fei said, "I really want to have an older brother."

"I'm seven years older than you, it's fine to call 'Brother'."

Isn't it okay to call him father or husband? Why can't you call him "father" or "husband" in bed?

... No way, Mao Fei thought, he can't say it out loud, and he hasn't even called out "teacher" yet.

Mao Fei snorted at him: "It's a beautiful idea."

After finding the parking space, Mao Fei went to turn on the heater after getting in the car, turned off the fan blades, and blowed the wind on Zhuang Zhou's bottom/body. He thought curiously, this man flew over a few days ago, so where did this car come from?Berwyn's distribution car?

I want to ask again, but I realize that I have too many questions, after all, is it not easy for the rich second son to get a car?

The road was slushy and slush, Zhuang Zhou drove slowly, the female navigation voice predicted that it would take four to ten minutes, he joked: "It seems that you have to play the game for 10 minutes less."

Mao Fei sent a message to Ran Qing and Xia Xiaoxiao: I'm back!Are you still waiting for me?

Neither of them paid any attention to him, it is estimated that the battle is in full swing.

The warm air from the air conditioner was blowing not only hot air, but also a faint sweet smell. Mao Fei looked at the amber perfume bottle: "Is it creamy?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled and asked, "Want to listen to music?"

"Okay."

"Connect your phone to Bluetooth."

The hand that reached out to the center console interface paused, "Then I can't help but sing." Mao Fei turned on the Bluetooth, paired, and the connection was successful. He clicked on a song at random, and he could sing the entire playlist.

Zhuang Zhou couldn't bear it before him, hummed softly in the prelude, and sang the first line following the brisk rhythm: "decisions as Igo, to anywhere I flow, sometimes I believe, at times I'm rational."

Mao Fei caught Zhuang Zhou's gaze, and his emotions rose up in the past few tens of seconds. He continued seamlessly, singing much happier than when he was the background board in MOMO: "Icanflyhigh, Icangolow, todayIgotamillion , tomorrow I don't know."

A subwoofer with a sound line, and a clear and clean one. After the last few choruses were over, Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "Coincidentally, I just heard it."

Automatically cut the song to the next one, Mao Fei was very interested: "What about this one? Will it?"

It is a Japanese song, Zhuang Zhou said: "You sing, I will listen to you."

Mao Fei sat up straight and felt a little shy. This is a very gentle but affectionate song. Mao Fei relaxed after singing, leaning on the back of the chair and waiting for the melody to end. In a short gap, He asked, "Does it sound good?"

"Hmm." Zhuang Zhou seemed to be as gentle as if he had been deeply loved by him, his eyes were washed with pity, he looked at Mao Fei, and said again, "Mmm."

Mao Fei turned down the music volume and said: "I sang this song in a bar once, and I was beaten and the wine bottle was thrown on the stage. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. That person stood in the audience and scolded me, saying how can I sing Japanese songs as a Chinese?"

Zhuang Zhou caught him and held him with one hand, and comforted him with kneading: "When did it happen?"

"Last year, when I first sang there, I was very scared, and I never sang Japanese songs again." Mao Fei recalled, "If it wasn't for the security guard and his friends pulling him down, I guess he would definitely come up. The one who hit me, he scolded very badly."

Zhuang Zhou asked, "What did the boss say?"

"Brother Pei has such a temper. He personally watched the thugs beat him at the door, and even pulled me to watch, asking me if I was sorry. I almost knelt down for him."

Zhuang Zhou glanced at him with a smile.

"I heard that person reported it later, but there was no follow-up. Little Brother Pei said he opened it. He invited someone to sing as I like, but I...but I am cowardly, and I don't want to give it any more. I caused such trouble in the bar, so I haven't sung for a long time, and just now I sang it wrong several times."

"Sing it to me from now on, you can sing it as you like." After a pause, Zhuang Zhou continued, "And I don't understand, so it doesn't matter if I sing it wrong."

Mao Fei was so beautiful in his heart that he insisted on being stubborn: "Why, it depends on my mood! It's your honor to listen to it tonight."

"Well, I'm very honored." Zhuang Zhou smiled, "Turn down the air conditioner, you're sweating."

"Singing, and I'm afraid you'll be cold. You're old, and your knees will hurt so much that you won't be able to stand if you get cold."

"I'm afraid that when you get out of the car later, you will be hot and cold again, and you haven't burned enough, have you?"

He was scolded for his good intentions, Mao Fei puffed his face and glared at him angrily. His eyes were watery and very beautiful. Without knowing it, he lashed out at Zhuang Zhou: "Donkey liver and lungs!"

Be fierce or not, or obediently adjust the air conditioner from 25 degrees to [-] degrees.

Mao Fei was surprised: "Why is the creamy taste getting stronger?"

Zhuang Zhou answered the wrong question: "I didn't bring you Yunnan Baiyao. Anyway, tomorrow Friday, according to the "Three Chapters of the Covenant" you wrote, you will come tomorrow night, and I will rub it for you when you come."

"Wait a minute, didn't you say to do it on the weekend?"

"Can't wait?"

"No!" Mao Fei felt guilty, trying to forget the hair she quietly plucked out tonight, "Then I'll look for you again on Saturday, and I won't go tomorrow night."

"Do you have plans for tomorrow night?"

Mao Fei shook his head: "No, maybe play games on the bed, the bed is warm."

"Then go to the movies? Do you like watching movies?"

Mao Fei noticed the strangeness: "Do you still have to be responsible for watching movies? Or do you want to do it in a movie theater?"

Zhuang Zhou was really convinced, and his mind also turned: "Do you know that some families have a room specially set aside as a screening room?"

"I know, I've seen it in novels." Mao Fei became curious again. His well-to-do family is really full of curiosity about the life of the rich. "Do you have one at home? There is also a special piano room. Gym or something?"

The car slowly stopped near the back gate of the school.

Mao Fei hadn't heard the answer yet, so he unbuckled his seat belt and urged him: "Is there?"

"No one plays the piano at home, no." Zhuang Zhou grabbed his wrist, "Come with me after class tomorrow afternoon."

Mao Fei weakly emphasized: "We are friends with benefits."

Continue to think about it: "Or do you want to keep me?"

Zhuang Zhou laughed out loud, "You can do it if you want."

"No, I don't want to. The nurturing relationship is unequal." Mao Fei said, "The feeling of longing for others is too deep for me. I coaxed several of my exes. If you are my benefactor, I will repeat the same mistakes. looking at you."

Zhuang Zhou pulled him towards him: "Don't you coax, I coax you, don't watch the movie if you don't watch it, garlic eggplant and garlic vermicelli shrimp, do you want to eat?"

Mao Fei didn't say a word, the brake hit his soft stomach, it hurt a little, but he still didn't say a word.

Zhuang Zhou continued to seduce: "Is there any in the cafeteria?"

Mao Fei wanted to scold him for saying that there was a barbecue outside the school, and his lips were sucked as soon as he opened his mouth, and he wanted him to make no other movement except grunting.

After a while, the kiss gradually stopped.

"One past midnight tomorrow night is Saturday..." Zhuang Zhou murmured, "Feifei."

Mao Fei went from Tianling Gaisu to Yibajian.

With a "hmm", he compromised: "Is it enough, shrimp."

Zhuang Zhou also said "hmm" and smiled lowly: "That's enough."