Dressed as a gangster and his nanny[Transmigration Book]

The alarm clock rang in the small room, ringing, ringing, ringing.

In less than ten seconds, Qiulu was woken up, not only because the alarm clock was too loud, but also because the curtains were forgot to be closed last night when she was sleeping, and the dazzling white sunlight was pouring in from the window at this moment. His eyelids twitched with excitement.

Qiulu didn't sleep well that night, his head was heavy due to alcohol, he had countless dreams, and he was still groggy at the moment.

A few days ago, when the results of the college entrance examination came out, he and a group of people waited in front of the phone to dial the number to check the score. After the sweet female voice reported the score of the candidate named CXXXX, Chen Hao, everyone started screaming .

A few days later, that is, last night, Yuan Shuo set up three banquets at a Hong Kong-style restaurant on the street ahead to celebrate the birth of the first famous college student within a radius of ten miles.

The children of the Yuan Clan Gym have had the name of a hooligan on their heads for so many years, and finally a college student is born, and he is still a famous brand. Not only Yuan Shuo's face is flushed with joy, but the other children are all raised In heaven, we need to make a fuss.

That night, not only everyone in the gymnasium came, but also Lao Qiu, who drove a truck, and Sister Zhao, who sold Mala Tang, came to join in the fun. A group of people ate and drank until midnight, and then someone proposed to go to the late-night mahjong parlor to play mahjong .

At that time, Qiu Lu drank three bottles by himself. In the end, he was so drunk that he couldn't even see the way. He was carried back on his back, and he didn't know whether they went to play mahjong or not.

Qiulu blinked twice, stretched his limbs a little on the bed, but found that he couldn't stretch at all.He paused, kicked his foot to the right subconsciously, turned his head to the side, his eyebrows stood up instantly, his throat was still a little hoarse from the hangover, and he growled: "You fucking... when will you come to my bed?" of?!"

The person being yelled at didn't move at all, breathing steadily, and still sound asleep.

Qiu Lu's eyes drooped, and he could only see a fluffy head, a small half of a well-defined profile, and slender eyelashes that stood out in the sun.

His head was resting on Qiulu's chest, in the breastfeeding position that Qiulu had trained many times but would always repeat.

Qiu Lu was furious, and when he kicked, the sole of his foot sank into a piece of warm flesh. After confirming that it was his abdominal muscles, he stomped on him a few times more recklessly, wishing he could just kick him under the bed.

It's a pity that this kid is no longer the size that Qiulu can carry around casually like a football. Qiulu kicked him a few times, didn't move, but woke him up like a tickle.

He buried himself in the thin blanket and laughed a few times, clasped Qiulu's writhing feet on his stomach with his hands, and pressed them firmly against his stomach, his voice was low and hoarse when he just woke up, "Don't move around, itches. "

Qiulu: "...grass."

A long time ago, Fang Huo's bed was repaired by someone. It is impossible for two boys who are growing up to be squeezed into a small single bed all the time.

On the day when he moved back to his bed, Fang Huo was still a little sad, walking back and forth at every step, Qiu Lu suspected that he was going to move instead of just rolling back to his bed.

As a result, not long after, Fang Huo crawled back again on a thunderstorm night, and slept soundly in his arms. It happened that Qiu Lu was also a little cold that night, so he didn't say anything.

After that, it would occasionally happen that there was another person huddled in her bed when she woke up, and Qiu Lu was not surprised.

But when he woke up this morning and saw his face, Qiu Lu started to get angry because he remembered last night—everyone was sitting at the same table, and they had discussed two-on-two punching and drinking, and whoever lost would drink. Qiulu and Fang Huo were on the same team for everything, playing cards and punching, everything was going against the odds, but last night Fang Huo kept pestering Chen Hao to ask questions, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he left Qiulu to the little six.That idiot of Little Six was dumbfounded, causing both of them to be force-fed so badly that their calves trembled in the end.

The more Qiulu thought about it, the more angry he was, and kicked him with the other foot, which was quite strong, but within two strokes, he also touched the other foot, forming a posture that was completely controlled by others.

Qiulu let out a bad breath: "I'll count to three, get up immediately, if you don't get up again, go to the school dormitory and go to sleep! One—two—three—"

Before the words fell, Fang Huo's eyelashes trembled a few times, and then he opened them. His eyes were as calm as a pool of lake water. He smiled and said, "Why are you so angry?"

"Can't you get down?"

"Okay, okay, don't kick, don't kick, I'll get up right away..." Fang Huo yawned, and slowly sat up from the bed.

He stepped on his slippers and got out of bed, and went to the locker opposite to get his clothes.

Fang Huo has grown as fast as if he had eaten pig feed in the past few years. He is slightly bent over and is still taller than the big locker. Qiu Lu gave up comparing his height with him hundreds of years ago.

Qiulu leaned against the bed, not angry because of his coaxing tone just now, and asked casually, "You brought me back last night?"

"Yeah," he picked out a white short-sleeved shirt, turned around, and took off his pajamas under Qiu Lu's eyes without any hesitation, revealing his beautiful upper body. He is not very young, but the grooves in his abdominal muscles have already disappeared. The way was clear, two mermaid lines were inserted obliquely into the waist of the shorts, he put on the short sleeves, brushed his hair messed up by the collar, and said, "Who else but me?"

Qiu Lu snorted, very disrespectful, and said, "I thought it was Ao Zhiming."

After all, you seemed to have grown up with Haozi last night. Can you still remember where your brother and I are and how much wine we drank? !

The expression on Fang Huo's face collapsed in an instant, and his eyebrows frowned: "How is it possible, I don't trust him to carry you on his back, Brother Lu, did you forget? Last time he was clumsy and caused you to fall."

"Oh." Knowing that he carried herself back last night, Qiu Lu felt a little better, and got up and changed clothes. While brushing his teeth, he suddenly remembered something, and hesitated: "Then I was drunk yesterday. Do something you shouldn't do, say something you shouldn't say?"

He has never been a very good drinker, and he can talk nonsense when he is drunk. It is said that the last time he told Ao Zhiming that he was not from this world, he laughed them half to death. Lu had a meal.

Maybe it was because the worried expression on Qiu Lu's face was too obvious, Fang Huo raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep thought: "Let me think about it, it seems that I said a lot, but I can't remember it..."

Qiu Lu was in a hurry, feeling that last night must have been unsightly, with a mouthful of foam in his mouth, he ran over hurriedly, raised his face and asked him: "Why can't you remember, you should think about it quickly!"

Fang Huo glanced at him and said with a smile, "I can't even remember you looking at me like that."

Qiu Lu stomped on him angrily, Fang Huo screamed from being stepped on, his exaggerated expression seemed to be in pain, even though he had been tricked many times by this ghost kid in the same way, Qiu Lu still threw him down. Yabei ran over and raised his foot, "Does it hurt? Let me see?"

Ao Zhiming came to look for them with two breakfasts, and when he opened the door, he saw such an unsightly scene.

That little bastard Fang Huo was sitting on the bed, raising one foot like an old man, while Qiu Lu half-kneeled on the ground like an old woman, hugging his foot and putting it on his lap, with a distressed expression of not knowing What are you looking at.

Ao Zhiming took a deep breath, and after a while he recovered, he shouted: "What are you doing!"

Both of them looked this way together.

Ao Zhiming caressed his chest, "Damn, I'm really convinced, Fang Huo, how old are you? And let him put shoes on for you? Is it possible?!"

Ao Zhiming obviously misunderstood, and Qiu Lu didn't bother to explain. Since he said that, he simply climbed up the pole, lifted Fang Huo's foot, and put on socks on him as gently as water, and put them on when he was done. He tied the shoelaces on his shoes and rolled his eyes at Ao Zhiming, "No way? I haven't seen how adults take care of children?"

Ao Zhiming was dumbfounded, with a look of disgust on his face: "He is already eighteen, he is twice as tall as you when he stands up, what kind of kid is he?"

Fang Huo's body froze slightly.

Qiulu rolled up his sleeves to fight him, but Ao Zhiming was as slippery as a fish, dropped his breakfast and ran away.

Ao Zhiming ran a few steps, and the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became, he turned a corner and went to complain to Chen Hao.

"...Can you believe it? I was shocked at the time. You said that this kid is so attached to Qiulu. He is such a big man. Why is he still like a child? Does Brother Lu have to wait for him to take a bath and go to the toilet? ?”

The more Ao Zhiming talked, the more angry he became, thinking of Qiu Lu kneeling in front of Fang Huo like a servant just now, he felt uncomfortable for a while, and felt that his brother Lu, a tough man, had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, don't shout." Chen Hao is now a prospective college student. He just changed into a pair of gold-rimmed glasses a few days ago, and he seemed to have a mature temperament. He pushed the glasses and said: "You Don't worry about them, worry about yourself, don't you have to go to work today?"

"I'm on vacation today, hey, don't change the subject," Ao Zhiming tapped his head, and suddenly remembered something, "The more I think about it, the more something is wrong. Do you remember a few years ago? When Xiao Mo first came, Uncle Yuan asked Brother Lu Take care of him, why didn't it work out later?"

Chen Hao thought for a while, "Isn't Fang Huo sick? Then Brother Lu has to watch him, and he can't make time."

"Yes! That's it! Now that I think about it, what kind of illness was that at the time? Didn't I just catch a cold? After drinking hot water for two days, it was fine, but the kid just cried and made noises, so I had to ask Qiu Lu to accompany him Sleep and take care of him... Oh and! His cold seems to be caused by taking a cold shower the night before!"

Chen Hao thought for a while, and couldn't help laughing, "Oh, it's quite strange, then what?"

Ao Zhiming: "So Fang Huo has a problem with his character! He usually looks polite and smart on the outside, why is he always tossing our brother Lu? I haven't seen it before, but the more I think about it recently, the more wrong I am, Hey, why did Brother Lu offend him?"

Ao Zhiming is a very loyal person. Over the years, he followed the owner of the billiard hall to run other businesses. He also made many brothers and friends outside, and maintained a good relationship with old friends in the gym. Come back and bring some snacks and beer for everyone, that is, in the past two years, but the relationship between Dudu and Fang Huo seems to have dropped to a freezing point.

It's not that bad that the sword is on the verge of breaking out, after all, they are all mature adults, not as childish as when they were young, but compared to other people, they are always a little bit difficult to deal with.

If Ao Zhiming had to say it himself, he couldn't tell exactly when it started, he only knew that this kid didn't even smile when he saw him and called Ming brother, even if he smiled, he looked like a superficial smile Laugh, panicked, it is better not to laugh.Now he found out that Fang Huo always enslaves Qiu Lu, and now it's great, the new hatred and the old hatred are all on the top!

In the end, Chen Hao did not stand on the united front with him for the first time. He remembered many things in these years, and remembered last night, Fang Huo asked him some questions about volunteering modestly, saying that he was preparing for next year.

Chen Hao smiled thoughtfully, and said, "You will know this later."

Ao Zhiming: "..."

Fuck, why do you feel like you're being fooled? !