protect our bun

Two months later, at Qi Feng's house.

Zhan Xingchen flicked the numbers on the screen with his fingers, as if the score could be drawn up by touching the screen. Qi Feng looked at it funny, pinched Zhan Xingchen's tender face, and said, "Don't look at it, it will be fine if you look at it again." 59."

"!!" Zhan Xingchen frantically blocked the result just found out with his hands, and said in a panic, "He must have made a mistake..."

"Yes, so let's not bother with him, and get 100 points in the make-up exam at the beginning of school?"

It's not that Zhan Xingchen has never failed a subject, but after being with Qi Feng, he has intentionally or unintentionally improved his learning ability. Even if he can't reach Qi Feng's excellent grades in subjects even if he doesn't go to class, at least he promises not to fail division.

However, the inorganic chemistry at the end of this semester was particularly difficult. Zhan Xingchen had memorized the questions a week earlier, but he still failed in the end.

"Don't think it's because I don't learn well, this is very difficult, harder than yours." Zhan Xingchen said angrily.

"Well, I know, I'm sure I won't get a higher score than you in the exam."

Zhan Xingchen pouted, hearing this very insincere words of comfort, threw himself into Qi Feng's arms, "Why are you so smart!"

"Ok?"

"Humph."

Qi Feng smiled, "Then I won't be smart anymore."

Zhan Xingchen originally had a live broadcast tonight, but because Qi Lukang was coming, it was rare for him to take a day off with Cheng An. Now the popularity of Zhan Xingchen's live broadcast room hardly needs to be driven by Qi Feng. Baking technology, Zhan Xingchen finally has a place in the "Food Live Broadcasting Session".

What can be compared with fame is naturally Zhan Xingchen's income. Now Zhan Xingchen's income for one night of live broadcasting can exceed three times the salary of a month's part-time job before. Although he is still not comparable to Qi Feng, he can finally get closer to him step by step. .

Qi Feng hung up Qi Lukang's phone and said to Zhan Xingchen, "We'll be here soon, and Amur is coming too."

Zhan Xingchen groaned and said, "Then I'll bake him a small cake."

Qi Feng looked at Zhan Xingchen thoughtfully, and asked deliberately: "Don't you hate Qi Lukang now?"

Zhan Xingchen stared, remembering that he was always called Qi Lukang before, and retorted: "It's not just me who doesn't hate him anymore."

Yes, for those who don't hate Qi Lukang, there is another Qi Feng.

After the truth of the accident came to light, the two brothers experienced a long period of embarrassment, but in the end it was all broken by a phone call from Amur. One day, Amur cried and called Qi Feng, saying that he was about to starve to death. He didn't come back yet, so Qi Feng stepped on the gas pedal to deliver food to Little Curly.

After Qi Lukang returned home, he saw the scene of a large group and a small group happily sharing pizza, and all grievances and grievances were resolved under a non-alcoholic dinner.

Qi Feng and Qi Lukang are reconciled, but Zhan Xingchen has not been formally introduced to Qi Lukang, so Qi Lukang is probably here as a parent.

Zhan Xingchen closed all the score checking pages on the campus network just now, and then said, "Don't talk about my failure in a while."

"Huh?" Qi Feng didn't think about it at first, but when Zhan Xingchen reminded him, Qi Feng wanted to scare him, "Why?"

"Because..." Zhan Xingchen urgently came up with a reasonable explanation, "Because I want to set a good example for Amur!"

Qi Feng couldn't help laughing.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang, and Qi Feng got up to open the door, followed by Zhan Xingchen's anxious voice, "Really don't say it!"

Qi Lukang stood at the door, followed by a little curly hair. This was the first time Zhan Xingchen saw Amur, and he immediately fell in love with him. Amur was also very kind when he saw Zhan Xingchen, and he would not let go of Zhan Xingchen's clothes open.

Qi Feng leaned against the door frame, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Qi, this is the first time I've invited you to my house, right?"

After changing his shoes, Qi Lukang looked up, not knowing why, "Well, what's the matter?"

"You came here empty-handed?"

Qi Lukang seemed to have been prepared, and said coldly: "There is a gift, but it's not for you."

Qi Feng didn't take it seriously, on the other side Zhan Xingchen had already chatted with Amur.

"What's your name?"

"Amur, what about you?"

"My name is Zhan Xingchen."

"Brother Xingchen."

"So good." Zhan Xingchen enjoyed stroking Amur's hair, but when he saw Qi Lukang walking over, he withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Qi Lukang called Amur back to him, and said, "Go to the study and play by yourself for a while."

"Where's brother?" Amur looked at Zhan Xingchen reluctantly.

"Uncle." Qi Lukang corrected a sentence, and then said, "Uncle will accompany you later."

"Okay." Amur bowed to Zhan Xingchen, "Uncle, I'll see you later."

"See you later..." Zhan Xingchen also raised his hand and waved it. Qi Feng walked over and said dissatisfiedly, "Who allowed your son to enter my study?"

"When I enter your bedroom, I am afraid that he will see something he shouldn't see."

"..." Zhan Xingchen's face turned red at a speed visible to Qi Feng's naked eyes, and Qi Feng snorted, "Mr. Qi, are you jealous?"

"It can also be understood in this way." Qi Lukang said, "I found the person you asked me to look for last time."

Qi Feng finally understood what Qi Lukang was talking about as a gift for Zhan Xingchen, he curled his lips, and said to Zhan Xingchen: "Xingchen, when will you ask Zilong to meet?"

"Zilong?" Zhan Xingchen was puzzled, "Zilong should still be in the hospital, what's wrong?"

"My brother helped him find a suitable doctor."

The person called brother looked at Qi Feng in surprise, and then smiled knowingly.

Zhan Xingchen was startled when he heard Qi Lukang say, "The doctors in the hospital where your brother works should be of a higher standard, and they are experts in this field."

This sentence was obviously directed at Zhan Xingchen, who was surprised and at a loss, he had no idea that Qi Feng was secretly helping him find a doctor for Zilong, let alone that...Qi Lukang would also be willing to help him.

"...Thank you." Zhan Xingchen didn't know what to say, so he could only sincerely thank you.

Qi Lukang smiled, "You're welcome, I also have a younger brother, and I know how I want to protect my younger brother."

Qi Feng, who stood aside and was about to accept Xiao Bian's adoring gaze: "..."

So, that adoring and grateful gaze deviated slightly and fell on Qi Lukang.

And Qi Lukang, unexpectedly accepted that gaze happily.

Qi Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, pretending that I don't exist?

"Ah!" Amur's small scream suddenly came from the study room, Qi Feng had no choice but to know it.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the keyboard that had been thrown to the floor, and Amur standing on the computer chair in a panic.

Qi Lukang's voice was cold, and he reprimanded lightly, "Amur."

Amur shrank his neck, and immediately ran barefoot behind Zhan Xingchen, hugging Zhan Xingchen's thigh and did not speak.

Seeing that his son who had been raised for five years was captured by Zhan Xingchen in less than half an hour, Qi Lukang's calm state of mind suddenly became turbulent, and he said in a more serious tone: "Amur, come here."

"Brother..." Amur firmly grasped Zhan Xingchen's trouser legs, Qi Lukang and Qi Feng watched the one big and one small flustered together, and couldn't help but sigh at the same time.

Qi Feng bent down to pick up the keyboard himself, he was raising his son while he was raising his ancestor.

"It's cold on the ground, wear your shoes." Qi Feng glanced left and right, then asked, "Where are your shoes?"

Amur shook his head and remained silent, his eyes were actually guarded.

"Wear mine." Zhan Xingchen saw that there were no slippers for Amur on the ground, and said that he was going to wear his own shoes for Amur, Qi Feng gave Zhan Xingchen a look, "Stay here."

Then he forced Amur out from behind Zhan Xingchen, and stuffed him into Qi Lukang's arms, "Take care of your son."

Qi Lukang carried Amur out of the study room, and behind him, Qi Feng also led Zhan Xingchen out.

"He's afraid of the cold and you're not afraid?"

Zhan Xingchen muttered softly, "He's a child..."

"You are still my little heart."

"..." Zhan Xingchen bit his lip and tugged at Qi Feng's finger, feeling ashamed and angry.

Zhan Xingchen was going to cook in person, but Qi Fengfei said that others had no right to eat the food he cooked, so the four of them had to wait anxiously for the ordered meal to be delivered.

Zhan Xingchen placed two orders, one for the three adults and one for Amur, but Amur was not satisfied with his baby meal, so he sneaked into the house with a bottle of wine while the three of them were chatting .

"Ah..." Amur collapsed on the floor of Qi Feng's bedroom after two sips of beer, and said in a daze, "Sister Chuxue, why don't you come back."

Qi Feng crossed his arms and looked at the drunk-crazed Amur, and said in disbelief, "You don't do the same when you drink too much, do you?"

Qi Lukang gave Qi Feng a cold look, "Need I say again that we are not related by blood?"

"Tsk, I always feel something alike." Qi Feng put his arms around Zhan Xingchen's waist and said, "Honey, it's called Near Ink Zhehei."

"Amur, go home." Qi Lukang said while standing on the spot, looking at Amur who was lying on the ground with a blushing face.

"No, sister Chuxue, where are you, I'll go find you."

Qi Feng clicked his tongue and shook his head, "I only think about Lin Chuxue when I drink too much, it's true love."

"He..." Zhan Xingchen suddenly saw a small horn pressed by Amur under his ear, and asked suddenly, "Could he be on the phone..."

"Huh? Where's the phone number?" Just as Qi Feng finished asking, Amur turned over suddenly, and next to Juanjuan's head was a children's mobile phone.

"..."

Before Qi Feng could react, Qi Lukang quickly picked up the phone and turned on the screen, then looked at the string of numbers on the screen, and suddenly changed his expression.

Qi Lukang handed the phone to Qi Feng, Qi Feng spread his hands and pouted, the meaning was clear, I don't care.

Zhan Xingchen secretly tugged Qi Feng, Qi Feng understood immediately, and left the bedroom with Zhan Xingchen, and before leaving, he very consciously closed the bedroom door.

"Why does Amur have Sister Chuxue's phone number?" Zhan Xingchen asked innocently, Qi Feng smiled, "You still have to guess, it must have been stolen from his father."

"But how could your brother have it? Didn't sister Chuxue change her phone number?"

Qi Feng laughed, "Are you underestimating Qi Lukang?"

In the bedroom, while struggling with the phone, Qi Lukang was also afraid that the word that the other party had hung up would suddenly come from the screen, and finally, driven by his subconscious mind, he gently pressed Amor's small phone to his ear and said: "Hi .”

After a moment of silence, there was a busy tone.

Facing the phone that was finally hung up, Qi Lukang sighed heavily, looked at Amur who was lying drunk on the ground, bent his long legs slightly, squatted down and pinched Amur's face, and said, "You really did a good deed."

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