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Ye Ya slapped it and glared angrily, "What the hell are you talking about!"

"Hey, take it easy." Pengpeng held his head and yelled twice.

Ye Ya gave him another slap before giving up. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out one and lit it, and held it between his fingers, "I don't understand why he adopted me, but he is a weird person. I guess I can't figure out what he's thinking. Never mind him, anyway, I'm not at a loss, he's pretty good and trustworthy."

Pengpeng stared fixedly at the cigarette in Ye Ya's hand, his heart ached so much that he didn't listen carefully to what he was saying—"Yaya, if you don't want to smoke, let me smoke."

"You are so poor." Ye Ya gave him a blank look, and directly stuffed the cigarette into his mouth.

Pengpeng took two puffs, exhaled the smoke ring comfortably, and then said: "Then if you think it's not bad, you can live here. He can be regarded as your friend. Even if he really has other ideas, can you king Yaya let him go? Who are you afraid?" Who, right?"

Ye Ya was amused, and couldn't stop laughing, "I even picked up English."

"Hey, Comrade Ye Ya, it's not good for you to make fun of people like this." Pengpeng also laughed, "At any rate, I have also learned English."

"Okay, Tian Peng Xueba." Ye Ya laughed enough, he stood up straight, "I'm done talking, you go into the room."

Pengpeng grabbed his arm and shouted: "Hey, wait, let's go, talk more."

"What do you want to talk about?" Ye Ya looked back at him.

Pengpeng held back a smile and looked him up and down, Ye Ya was so stared at that his hairs were bristling, and he clicked his tongue, "What are you looking at?"

"I said I just saw you and thought it was weird." Pengpeng lifted his shirt and smiled happily, "Why are you wearing such a suit?"

"Hey, what are you touching?" Ye Ya pulled the clothes back, straightened the hem of the clothes, "Don't complain about my clothes, I will change them when I get home, throw them at the bottom of the box, and I will never wear them again for the rest of my life."

Pengpeng kept laughing as if his laughing point had collapsed, "Not to mention, you look a bit like a good student in this suit, and it would be even better with glasses. You're stupid." He imitated the look in his eyes while talking The nerd got up, used the cigarette as a pen, and drew it back and forth in mid-air, "Student Xiaoye, you did this question wrong, you should do it—"

Ye Ya couldn't help being happy, bumped into him, and scolded with a smile: "Virtue."

"Hey, don't laugh anymore. Let's talk about business," Pengpeng stopped laughing, he suddenly looked around, and when he saw no one around, he approached Ye Ya and deliberately lowered his voice, "Will you come to my house at night? Here you go." Have a good look."

Ye Ya didn't react immediately: "What?"

"I watched a super pornographic movie yesterday, it's high-definition and uncensored, and it has a plot, tsk tsk, it's intense, and it's tied up—" Pengpeng said while recalling the picture, so excited that his saliva splashed out.

Ye Ya: "..."

"Can you clean up your saliva and talk next to me, or not? Splash it all over my face." Ye Ya wiped off the saliva sprayed on his cheeks in disgust, and wiped the saliva-wiping hands on Pengpeng's clothes.

Pengpeng smiled indifferently, "Shall we watch it together at night?"

"No." Ye Ya said, "I'll move there after I go back to pack my luggage, and I'll stay at his house at night."

"Fuck, so fast?" Pengpeng's eyes widened.

Seeing that the cigarette in Pengpeng's hand was about to burn, Ye Ya reminded him: "Hey, smoke, step on it."

Pengpeng threw the cigarette on the ground and ground it with his toes. He rubbed his chin and thought deeply: "Yaya, take care of yourself."

"Fuck you." Ye Ya laughed, "It's not like I won't come back."

"Then let's watch the movie together when you come back." Pengpeng smiled very awkwardly, "Brother will give you some insight."

Ye Ya didn't bother to talk to him, so she glanced at him and turned back.

Ye Ya went home and took a nap first, and started to pack his luggage when he had enough sleep. He didn't plan to bring much, anyway, he could come back to get it, and if Ji Huaiyuan got impatient with him one day and drove him away, he didn't have to pack anymore What.In summer, his clothes are light, so he just carried a bag, which is very easy.

The sun was not so strong until after five o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Ya played single-player mahjong at home, and didn't go out until the temperature outside was not so high.

The sky was deep blue, and there were few people on the road. He was carrying a bag on one shoulder, and one earphone was hanging on his right ear, and dynamic music was coming from it.

He walked very slowly, and when he reached Ji Huaiyuan's house, it was already dark.

Ji Huaiyuan opened the door, stood at the door and looked at him expressionlessly, "I've been hungry for a long time."

Ye Ya never expected that Ji Huaiyuan's first words would be this when he saw him, he was stunned, and he held back a sentence after a long while: "Then let me in."

Ji Huaiyuan turned sideways to let Ye Ya enter.

The entrance is relatively narrow, Ye Yagang was about to bend down to take off his shoes and change them, when he raised his eyes slightly, his gaze was on Ji Huaiyuan's lower body, he was stunned, then turned around, his back was facing to change his shoes.

Ji Huaiyuan glanced at Ye Ya's upturned buttocks, he settled down, looked away, and walked into the back room, "I've already prepared the ingredients while waiting for you, and the hot pot has also started cooking, and I'll wait for you to serve it to the table." have eaten."

Ye Ya changed his shoes and walked to the restaurant. He was about to sit down when he heard Ji Huaiyuan say, "Go and wash your hands first."

"Oh." Ye Ya resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Where is the bathroom?"

Ji Huaiyuan put the fish balls into the pot and replied without raising his eyes, "Find it yourself."

Ye Ya: "..."

what man.

Ye Ya held his breath and went to find the bathroom. Fortunately, there were not many rooms, so he... found it right away.

He didn't have the habit of washing his hands before meals, so he came back after just washing his hands casually. Ye Ya sat on his seat, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw some beef in the bowl in front of him. He looked at Ji Huaiyuan, who was eating with all his heart. He eats gracefully, doesn't make strange noises, and rarely speaks when eating, except for the chewing sound in his mouth.

Because of these pieces of beef, Ye Ya was suffocated and didn't know where she went.

He started to eat.

After the meal, Ye Ya was still sweating even though the air conditioner was turned on low, he slumped on the seat and refused to get up.

Ji Huaiyuan didn't eat as much as he did, so he sat in the living room and turned on the TV.

Ye Ya heard a burst of babbling and singing in the living room.

Ye Ya rubbed her stomach and walked over. When she saw the TV screen, she was taken aback again, "What are you watching?"

"Huangmei Opera." Ji Huaiyuan replied.

Ye Ya: "..."

Young people in their twenties watching Huangmei Opera...?

He had never seen anyone weirder than Ji Huaiyuan.

Ji Huaiyuan turned his head and glanced at him, and said softly, "Don't be idle, go and clean up the dinner table after you've had enough rest."

Ye Ya: "???"

Seeing Ye Ya's bewildered expression, Ji Huaiyuan simply turned down the volume of the TV, turned to face him, and asked, "If I remember correctly, you're in the third year of junior high school now, right?"

Ye Ya didn't answer, just kept silent.

Ji Huaiyuan took him as his acquiescence, and continued, "You have to go to school, and I have to go to work. They are both busy, and I can't take care of you. So, in the future, we will share the housework equally. One, three, five, I wash the dishes, and two, four, and six. How about cooking, washing the dishes, and going out to eat on Sunday?"

Ye Ya opened her mouth and said "oh" after a long while to express her no objection.

"Very good." Ji Huaiyuan nodded, turned around again, turned up the volume, and continued watching the play.

Ye Ya stood behind the sofa, and cheerful tunes filled her ears.

After resting for a while, he went to clean up the dining table, because it took him a long time to wash the hot pot and all kinds of dishes, he came out of the kitchen after wiping his hands, and asked the person sitting on the sofa: "Which room do I sleep at night? "

Ji Huaiyuan pointed to the right, "This one. I hung a number plate on the door and wrote your name."

"Oh." Ye Ya responded, picked up his backpack and walked towards the direction Ji Huaiyuan pointed to. Sure enough, he saw a white door plate on the door with two clear and powerful words: Ye Ya.

For the first time, Ye Ya felt that her name was so beautiful.

He looked at it for a while, then opened the door and went in.

The layout of the room is similar to that of the living room, mainly in simple and light colors. On the right side of the door is a log wardrobe, in the middle is a bed with a solid-color thin quilt on it, and the desk faces the window. Nothing is placed on the desk. Just waiting for the new owner of this room to fill it up with book stationery.

Ye Ya put the backpack on the chair. He took out a change of clothes and towels from the bag, and went to the bathroom with one hand. He just walked in, thought about it and came out again, and asked Ji Huaiyuan uncertainly: "I am here Shall I take a shower?"

"Yeah." Ji Huaiyuan had already finished watching the Huangmei Opera, so he turned off the TV and poured himself a glass of water, "It's just a bathroom."

Ye Ya went into the bathroom again.

He looked at the large mirror in front of the sink, staring at himself in the mirror.

It seems that there is not much awkward feeling of living in his house.

He remembered the housework rules that Ji Huaiyuan had set just now, hey, maybe he didn't treat him as an outsider.

After Ye Ya came out of the shower, the temperature in the living room had been raised a bit, and the warm air felt quite comfortable on her skin.

There was no one in the living room, Ye Ya called out curiously: "Hey——"

He paused, with a confused look on his face, hey, I still don't know what to call him.

Ji Huaiyuan walked over from the balcony, looked at him, and asked, "Who is your name?"

Ye Ya: "..."

"I don't know." Ye Ya sighed and said honestly, "I don't know what to call you now."

Ji Huaiyuan: "?"

Ye Ya thought for a while, and tentatively called out: "Brother Yuan?" He denied himself as soon as he finished calling, shook his head quickly, and muttered, "No, this name doesn't fit your temperament, it sounds like a big brother Same."

Ji Huaiyuan said "hmm" and started discussing with him, "I don't like it."

"Then, Brother Ji?" Ye Ya called out again.

Ji Huaiyuan shook his head and directly refused: "No."

"Hey——" Ye Ya clicked his tongue, smashing the jar, "You can just be my father."