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Zhan Yao moved from Xiaofudu to Yunning with two big suitcases.

She went to Bowen first, and then to Xingzhui Tianye. She wanted to see the boss's little boyfriend more than the boss, but it was a pity that Mao Fei had gone to school and was not at home.

Zhuang Zhou welcomed her into the door: "Have you had a good trip?"

Zhan Yao pointed to his tanned face: "If it wasn't for fear that Bai would not come back, I would have played for a few more days."

Since being fired by Li Wei, Zhan Yao flew to a tropical island in the southern hemisphere for a swimming vacation. It was dark twice, but his mood was as beautiful as the sun.

Zhan Yao looked around, this house was very different from the house in Xiaofudu, it was warmer, softer and full of life.

There are also two familiar faces, Huadan and Xiaosheng. These two ancestors were favored by Mao Fei, Pei Li, and Zhuang Hezhou one after another. , which can be described as generous and enthusiastic.

Zhuang Zhou hugged Hua Dan with one hand: "Do you still know each other?"

Hua Dan: "Meow."

Zhuang Zhou put it down with a chuckle, watching it wagging its big fluffy tail and chasing and fighting with Xiaosheng.

The two of them didn't go to the study room, the weather was pleasant and the spring breeze was blowing on the balcony.

Zhan Yao asked: "Are you feeling better?"

I just went for a review the day before yesterday, and Zhuang Zhou asked her to sit down: "It will be dismantled next week, it's nothing serious."

Zhan Yao nodded, and took a stack of stapled drawing papers from Zhuang Zhou, each of which was covered with beautiful pastries, painted with gouache, including cakes, donuts, puddings, ice cream, etc., or Single or in combination, paired with tea or milk tea, it is sweet and full of taste bud temptation.

Zhan Yao appreciates very slowly, every graffiti can make her savor for a long time, but Zhuang Zhou can't wait, he can't hide the show off in his eyes: "How is it?"

Zhan Yao is very clear: "I want to eat."

Zhuang Zhou was very satisfied: "It is not a painting, but the characters are like the person, and the painting is like the person."

Zhan Yao was finally willing to lift her face, she smiled and said, "His name is Feifei?"

"Well, his name is Mao Fei. When he comes back later, I will introduce you to each other."

"As the name suggests, he looks lovely."

Zhuang Zhou was praised as more beautiful than the flowers on the flower stand: "Look first, I'll make fruit tea."

Zhan Yao hurriedly asked, "Do you need my help?"

It was just cooking fruit tea, Zhuang Zhou was afraid that if he didn't move any longer, when Mao Fei came back, he would be taken care of again and couldn't take care of himself.

The school granted Zhuang Zhou half a month's leave, and the economics teacher who had just recovered and was discharged from the hospital came to help him with his class. During the half month, what should I say?But Mao Fei is so awesome --- as long as he enters this house, Mao Fei is the all-round babysitter. Except for watering the flowers in Zhuang Zhou's daily life, Mao Fei is responsible for all other activities.

If he comes to dress, it’s better for Zhuang Zhou to do it himself; if he comes to shave, he suffers from a nympho, and kisses the faces of both of them with shaving foam; He made rapid progress; when he came to eat, he wanted to be fed for fun, and he fed himself into Zhuang Zhou's arms, sitting on his lap without a proper shape.

Zhuang Zhou teased him: "Come here, why don't you come here? Don't you help me?"

Mao Fei leaned on the door frame of the bathroom: "I'm doing it for your own good. What if it deforms and makes you unable to urinate?"

The big one needs to be taken care of, and the two young ones also need to be taken care of, grooming, playing with the cats, mixing cat food, cleaning the cat bowls, there is nothing he doesn't worry about.

Wearing the home clothes he bought for couples and leaning on the handle of the vacuum cleaner, Mao Fei said happily: "I have decided not to be a teacher, I want to change my life goal, I want to be the most beautiful boy in the housekeeping service!"

Zhuang Zhou slapped him on the forehead, slapping his idea to death: "Just be the most beautiful boy in my family. If you dare to run into other people's houses, be careful not to get out of bed tied."

The fruit tea is brewed and has a strong fragrance.

Zhan Yao simply retracted the tabletop to make room for the tray, and she praised the transparent carved tea set, "It's so beautiful."

"It's not his choice." Zhuang Zhou filled two cups, picked up one and blew gently, "He also chose the small light bulb hanging on the curtains, it's a big heart shape when lit at night, do you want to see it? "

Zhan Yao tolerated her boss's desire to show off, nodded and said, "Okay."

After Zhuang Zhou finished his tumbling, he stopped: "Forget it, let's get down to business."

Zhan Yao couldn't help laughing: "You two are so affectionate."

Speaking of business, they are all business. The location coordinates of the dessert shop are the first, the hardware purchase is the second, the decoration is the third, and the fourth is the most important. Zhuang Zhou said: "Dessert chef, whether it is recruiting or poaching, there is only one Requirements---you can make the actual product according to Feifei's drawing."

Zhan Yao understood, took a notebook and buried himself in recording one by one.

With a sharp pause on the tip of the pen, she caught the bug: "Boss, have you figured out the name of the dessert shop?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at the easel. On it was a semi-finished logo design, which was a black tie decorated with pink peach blossoms.

With a gentle smile on his lips, he said, "Not yet, it will take a few more days."

As the sun sets, the tired birds return to their nests, and Huadan and Xiaosheng enjoy the scenery and lick their feathers in the bay window.

Zhan Yao was in charge of cleaning the tea sets, Zhuang Zhou put on a thin windbreaker and was in charge of waiting for his precious lump under the big slope.

Every day, Mao Fei would bring back a small gift, usually a very small pebble, for Zhuang Zhou, and then take it home and put it in a flowerpot, which would not take up space and would please others.

When Zhuang Zhou received this gift for the first time, he laughed for most of the night, and when he thought of it, he laughed, and kissed Mao Feilao in his arms with a smile.

Mao Fei couldn't draw very well, so when he was kissed for the umpteenth time, he poked his paintbrush on Zhuang Zhou's face: "What are you doing!"

Zhuang Zhou said: "Baby, after painting this cake, let's draw a picture of Spring/Palace."

Mao Fei was stunned, and under the soft light of the heart shape, he said in surprise: "You, have you peeked at Xiao Huangman in my mobile phone?"

Zhuang Zhou laughed, "Huh?"

Mao Fei was annoyed, and he didn't ask himself again, can he still do it!

Mao Fei muttered shamelessly: "Then you sing me a song, and I'll think about it."

As a result, Zhuang Zhou changed his affection and sang a brainwashing song to him by surprise: "I have been away from home for more than ten years. When I got off the train today, the widow's house in the east of the village is still selling frying pans. The smell of roasted sweet potatoes and stinky tofu drifts in the wind. In the fool's house next door, he bought a wife."

After singing this passage, Mao Fei was successfully brainwashed for a week, humming for painting, doing homework, washing dishes, and taking a shower, not to mention the spring/palace pictures, the ice cream cone It's so humming that drawing it is like poking a green onion in a cornbread.

Mao Fei is so annoying!

And he also infected Ran Qing, and Ran Qing infected Xia Xiaoxiao. Sitting in a row, the three of them hummed one after another.

Mao Fei seemed to be less bothered.

Tonight's gift is still a small stone, picked up from the flower bed of the school, Mao Fei rolled it all the way, and the soil stained on the surface was wiped away by him long ago. He saw Zhuang Zhou standing in the sunset, with the orange glow on his back Hui is slender and tall, really handsome beyond description.

Mao Fei ran up, ran to him, took the hand he extended, and embedded the small stone in the palms of the two touching palms.

"do you miss me?"

"Think about it."

Mao Fei is content and doesn't know how to be happy in his life.

Zhuang Zhou said: "Zhan Yao is here. I'll keep her at home for dinner and wait for you to show me your skills."

That night, Mao Fei showed his hand-fried steak. No technical content was required. Zhan Yao thoughtfully said that it should be fully cooked, lest Mao Fei fail to master the heat and lose his reputation. It was served with black pepper pasta, and each person was full.

After dinner, Zhan Yao didn't want to be a light bulb, and the other two just happened to go downstairs for a walk, so Zhan Yao was sent out of Xingzhui Tianye.

Mao Fei looked at her back and sighed: "Zhan Yao is awesome, how old is she, does she have a boyfriend?"

"Single, my age, 27."

"It's so dangerous. It's a good thing you don't like women, otherwise I would have nothing to do with you."

Zhuang Zhou led him for a slow walk in the garden, thinking, Zhan Yao can be regarded as our long-term matchmaker.

At night, the starry sky is clear and the moon is crooked.

Mao Fei stretched comfortably, and asked, "Zhuang, let me ask you, do you think that peach blossom tie looks good?"

Zhuang Zhou answered this question at least twenty times, and he said with a smile, "It's pretty."

"Aside from being good-looking? For example, awkward, lacking, and tasteless?"

"It has an inner taste," Zhuang Zhou imitated him, and then said, "Famous paintings through the ages."

Mao Fei "twittered" him: "Be serious, I'll draw your logo, your sign, your sign, are you going to smash it?"

Zhuang Zhou sighed with a smile, "It's really beautiful, why do you believe it?"

Black tie, pink peach blossom, black and pink match so well.

Mao Fei liked it more and more. Since Zhuang Zhou also felt the same way, he asked the next question: "Then...Sixteen paintings, do they sound good?"

"Sixteen paintings?"

"Well, the ten and six of the text, the picture of the picture, the sixteen picture."

It sounded all right, Zhuang Zhou asked, "What do you mean?"

Mao Fei was a little ashamed, the logo was full of connotations, and the name greedily wanted to involve inextricable connections: "My 'Feifei' has a total of sixteen strokes, and your 'Zhuang Zhou', if the word 'Zhou' is written in one stroke One stroke of writing is exactly sixteen strokes."

Zhuang Zhou stopped holding him, and Zhuang Zhou took him into his arms: "Tell the truth, baby, what are you trying to do to please me all day long?"

Mao Fei became complacent when he heard it. He was shy at first, but in a blink of an eye, he whispered into his ear shamelessly: "I just want to please you, and I want to have sex."

It's been half a month, and it's been [-] days in half a month, and I've been thinking about sex/love for ten days.

Mao Fei also felt deeply that he was too lustful, and once he started eating meat, he would be greedy every moment.

Two people kiss in the gazebo.

There was wind blowing, insects chirping, and people passing by, but none of them stopped kissing.

Mao Fei begged him in a whisper: "Do it, brother."

Zhuang Zhou shook his head and rubbed against the tip of his nose: "Be patient, write it down in a notebook, and when the plaster is removed, I will give you back as much as you asked me to make up for you."

Mao Fei snorted at him: "I can't seduce you anymore."

Zhuang Zhou seemed to be listening to the joke of the century: "Huh?"

"I want you to promise me, and then I will reject you, understand? Do you really think I'm so ignorant? Don't I love you? Don't I love you, huh?"

Zhuang Zhou smiled sullenly: "Aren't you stupid, silly treasure."

Mao Fei gasped, not wanting to face up to his childish behavior, so he blocked his laughter with his lips.

Moonlight is no more lingering than them.

Mao Fei asked, "Are you going to class tomorrow?"

Zhuang Zhou answered him with a wink.

"Then let's go together, get out of the pair, anyway, no one doesn't know that our brothers are doing well now."

"it is good."

"Didn't I go to the gym for the past two weeks? Jiang Chaoyu came to see me. Although she was just one of the people who asked if you had a girlfriend, I was still so angry. I would answer you eighty times a day." get married!"

The gazebo is drafty, and it is still a bit cold after standing for a long time.

Zhuang Zhou led him slowly along the winding path, and heard him continue to feel dizzy: "Why is it that our brothers are so relaxed and everyone knows it, but you can't tell it when you are married? Or are they not willing to believe that you have married?" Got someone? I'm so angry, I feel like I've made myself green, I've made myself a mistress. If you go to school tomorrow, maybe a teacher will ask you, 'Zhuang, I heard that you are young already married?'"

Zhuang Zhou was provoked by him: "Well, I said 'he's still studying and doesn't want to break the school rules, otherwise we will definitely announce it to the world'."

Mao Fei's face became hot when he said it, and he couldn't help but think about it, what is this, what is this for?

Before Pei Li comforted him in the ward, he still remembered the phrase "You know Zhuang Zhou can't wait to take you to get married". He didn't know that he had never heard such an oath when Zhuang Zhou and him were in love again.

Zhuang Zhou saw him drooping his eyes and thinking about his thoughts, and rubbed his hands: "I envy Chen Qi and Su Chengyin to get certificates after graduation?"

Mao Fei just looked up at him without saying a word.

Zhuang Zhou said softly: "Don't be envious, when you graduate, or if you think about it now, we will go get it now."