Don't look at me, I'm not perfect

Pointing: "Master, that young sprout is a bit unpalatable."

Yan An moved his fingers slightly, looked down at it, and said, "How many times have I told you, don't eat all the messy things, you can play with this thing, and you won't be afraid of poisoning if you swallow it."

The other leaf of the "leek" rolled up slightly and scratched the one that was attached to his finger: "I saw it wanting to run just now, and I swallowed it when I got nervous."

"It's a mutated parasitic plant, be careful with diarrhea," Yan An said.

"Leek" shook the leaves: "Don't be afraid, these dregs are not enough for me to nourish."

Yan An: "..."

One person and one "leek" walked towards Cheng's house at an extremely fast speed. The cameras along the way were blocked by the plants that moved silently.

Cheng Yu was waiting at the gate of his house, with a cigarette between his fingers, a little scarlet looked like some kind of signal in the night.

"Little Yanyan, here." Cheng Yu's eyes have not left the intersection since he knew Yan An was coming, and when someone appeared, he immediately raised his hand and waved.

Yan An walked in front of him in three steps and took two steps. Cheng Yu grabbed him and walked in. After entering the door, the door automatically closed. Cheng Yu led him into his house and said: "I have put everything around After the arrangement was made, I also took it to the basement, which was originally used as a vent room for my sister, and the sound insulation effect was better, so that the little bastard could not make a sound outside even if his throat was broken. .”

"Did your family not stop you?" Yan An asked.

After all, this matter is considered to be illegal detention. Could the Cheng family's parents just let him do whatever he wants?

Cheng Yu chuckled: "My dad went down yesterday and said that he hadn't gone on a trip with my mom for a long time, and the two left. My sister said that the research institute has a lot of things to do, so she won't be back these two days. The servants at home are drinking wedding wine. Those who went to the wedding went to the funeral, and those who went to the funeral also went to the funeral, and now I am the only one at home."

Yan An: "..."

The two walked into the living room, all the lights were turned on by Cheng Yu, and the inside was as bright as day, Cheng Yu took off his coat, turned around and wanted to ask Yan An if he wanted to eat something before going to the basement, when he saw Yan An pregnant The pot of "leeks" in his arms.

Cheng Yu: "...You went out in the middle of the night, why did you bring a pot of...vegetables?"

Yan An said: "Teaching certain people certainly requires some unique means."

The corners of Cheng Yu's mouth twitched slightly: "It's a pot of vegetables... Are you going to give him farming and living?"

Yan An shrugged: "No, I just want him to understand a truth."

Cheng Yu: "What?"

Yan An said: "One day as a teacher, you have to be called Dad for the rest of your life."

Cheng Yu: "..."

Zhang Jingfeng was tied to a chair in the basement with his eyes covered and his mouth gagged. When he heard the door open, he became so excited that he and the chair fell to the side.

Yan An watched him struggling and writhing like a caterpillar on the ground, then turned to look at Cheng Yu: "You have defended well..."

"That's~ You don't even look at who I am~" Suddenly, Cheng Yu's voice was as thin as an eunuch's.

Yan An: "???"

Cheng Yu was triumphant, squeezed his throat and said: "I have practiced before, absolutely no one can hear my original voice, but you, hurry up and pretend."

Yan An hugged "leek" and ignored him: "I'm sorry, I have a bad voice."

And Zhang Jingfeng on the ground suddenly writhed more violently at this time. Yan An squatted beside him and looked at it, then raised his hand and took off the cloth ball in his mouth. Before Cheng Yu could stop him, he heard Zhang Jingfeng shout: "I know who you are, don't pretend! Yan An!"

Cheng Yu said anxiously: "Look at you, are you alright now?"

After Zhang Jingfeng knew who the person was, he was no longer nervous. Just now he was so frightened that he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, as if it wasn't him. He lay on his back on the ground and laughed after hearing Cheng Yu's words: "You are not in a hurry. Yes, I know it all, his voice is so recognizable, it doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that you should know since you are in the same group, if you push me into a hurry, be careful and say that Professor Gu raped a student, What do you think will happen?"

"You're talking nonsense, do you have evidence?" Yan An said.

Zhang Jingfeng snorted, as if he was dissatisfied with Yan An's calm expression at this time, his emotions fluctuated slightly, and his words were also full of sarcasm: "Evidence? What evidence do you want? There is a picture at the beginning, and the content is all about making up this sentence." Haven’t you heard the words? A group of idiots on the Internet, you can say whatever you want, and you need evidence to break the news? There are too many lies, but so what? Only you know that I made it up, you Professor Gu is still being sprayed with saliva."

Yan An seemed to be irritated by his words: "Where did he offend you? Are you going to destroy him?"

Zhang Jingfeng said: "I also take other people's money and do things for them. If I want to blame, I will blame myself... I did something I shouldn't do, and I offended people who shouldn't be offended."

Yan An's breathing became a little short.

Zhang Jingfeng, who was paying close attention to his emotional changes, was even more pleased: "A good man will not live long, but a disaster will last for a thousand years. Those people have never met him, and they are still typing on the keyboard and cursing him. Why does he have to fight against us? He must be some kind of savior. What? These people die when they die, don’t you think?”

The tiles on the floor were a bit cold, and Zhang Jingfeng moved uncomfortably: "Release me quickly, kid, let me go now, this is the end of the matter, and I won't do anything else, but if you do this again Tie me up, and when I go out, I will definitely make your Professor Gu unable to come down."

Hit the snake and hit seven inches.

Zhang Jingfeng obviously knew what was most important to Yan An, so he was unscrupulous.

What's more, Yan An is just a coquettish child in his eyes, and it is estimated that it is his unknown person who kidnapped him.

What the playwright accomplice came up with, even stripping clothes after arresting people, what is it if you're not a child?

Zhang Jingfeng was complacently waiting for Yan An to compromise, and then waited for a long time, but he didn't see any movement, his brows frowned, and just about to speak, he heard a child's voice in his ears: "If you can't get off the stage now, don't you?" Know who it is..."

"What are you..."

"Brother Cheng, please take the recording material out to find the public relations and discipline inspection first, and leave it to me here. I haven't started the class as promised." Yan An didn't let Zhang Jingfeng speak, but turned to look at it. Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu was a little dazed, and was still a little dazed when he took the recording pen from Yan An's hand and walked out the door.

how…

So simple? !

120. Better looking

"What do you want to do?" Hearing that the basement door was opened and closed again, Zhang Jingfeng felt a little scared after the showman seemed to have really left.

The hairs on the back stood on end, and a coolness gradually climbed up from the soles of the feet.

Something ripped the black cloth covering his eyes.

The sudden light made his eyes hurt, he closed his eyes tightly and dared not open them, and Zhang Jingfeng opened them only after the whole period of discomfort passed.

A young man with a baby face was standing beside him with a potted plant in his arms, looking down at him condescendingly. The pale light of the ceiling lamp was projected on him from top to bottom, against the light, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Zhang Jingfeng swallowed subconsciously.

"You, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, no, illegal detention, you are going to jail!"

"Really." Yan An's voice was calm: "That depends on your... how lucky you are."

Zhang Jingfeng: "What, what do you mean?"

Yan An seemed to smile: "Literally."

As he said that, Zhang Jingfeng saw that he finally moved, and the fingers of his right hand were gently stroking the leaves of the potted plant in his arms: "Let's play a game, if you are lucky, I will let you out, if you are not lucky Okay..." After a pause, Yan An turned his head, and his voice was still soft and soft: "Then stay here, little by little... use it as fertilizer for my flowers."

"Yan An, how dare you! You are killing someone on purpose!" Zhang Jingfeng shuddered all over. For some reason, he always felt that the child in front of him looked like a child who hadn't grown up yet, and he didn't joke with him anymore.

Yan An sighed softly: "Mr. Zhang, it's already this time, why are you still asking me if I dare?"

Yan An knelt down beside him, and Zhang Jingfeng could finally see his expression clearly this time. The expression on the child's face was indifferent, and a pair of big round eyes glowed with green light. Zhang Jingfeng even saw a faint red flash on his face. texture.

"When a person is in poverty, resentment is hard to get rid of." Yan An gently stroked the leaves of the potted plant: "Mr. Zhang, you are very knowledgeable, so do you know what this potted plant is?"

Zhang Jingfeng's eyes involuntarily followed his words and fell on the pot of "leek" in his arms. I don't know if it was his illusion, why did he feel that this thing looks like it can move.

The potted leaves are slender, similar to leeks, but more vigorous than leeks, and the leaves are thicker, green in color, with a touch of red on the top, about seven or eight centimeters long. Although Zhang Jingfeng has also studied many plants, but This pot of stuff...

He hadn't really studied it before.

Some kind of garlic plant?

But it's fine, what's the point of bringing a bowl of garlic to him?

"Teacher, haven't you seen this?" Yan An saw that he stared at him for a long time without any response, and asked back with a slightly raised ending voice.

Zhang Jingfeng was a little annoyed when his mind was punctured: "I study biology, not botany, and I'm not an encyclopedia. How the hell do I know what these strange things are? And are you sick or not? Let me go quickly, who the hell is studying a broken grass with you here in the middle of the night."

Yan An's eyes moved slightly