[Lou Cheng] 24 solar terms

Should have slept more.Besides, I'm used to Ah Cheng's way of shouting, so I suddenly changed to the eldest brother, and I feel a little uncomfortable. "

Ming Lou said: "You're just getting it right, as long as you act coquettishly with Ah Cheng, he'll let you stay in bed." His expression darkened, "Hurry up and wash up, come and have breakfast when you're done, you still have breakfast in the morning There are classes, if you dare to be late and skip class, I will break your legs."

"I know, I know." Mingtai muttered, and it wasn't until Minglou walked out of the room that he dared to poke his head out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth, stared at the door, and said vaguely: "I know Bully me, hum!"

A glass of steaming milk, two slices of dry toast.

Sitting at the dining table, Ming Tai's eyes were about to pop out, and Ming Lou leisurely flipped through a page of the newspaper: "Why don't you eat? If you don't go out, you will be late."

"I'm going to eat this this morning? Where's the ham? Where's the fried egg? If you can't do it, at least give me a cup of hot milk. You won't be afraid of my stomach if you drink it in cold weather."

"It's so delicate, bread and milk can't stop your mouth." Minglou glanced at him, "If you want to heat milk, you can do it yourself. The kitchen is fully equipped with pots and stoves. I don't mind if you have a whole table full of Chinese people." .”

Mingtai slapped the knife and fork on the table, and said angrily: "You abused me! Where's Brother Ah Cheng? I'm going to find him for a review!"

"Keep your voice down, Ah Cheng hasn't woken up yet." Minglou looked at him displeasedly, "I made the breakfast, eat it if you want it, and leave if you don't. It's so noisy."

"Brother Ah Cheng hasn't gotten up yet at this time? Is he sick?" Mingtai was distracted all of a sudden, thinking why this morning was so bad, and at the same time became slightly worried, and simply pulled away the chair and stood up , "I'll go up and see him."

"Stop." Minglou said lightly, "Ah Cheng isn't sick, he's just too tired. He slept too late last night, so I'll let him rest a little longer this morning." He looked up and down Mingtai, "As for You, hurry up and go to school after breakfast, no one will drive the young master to school today, oh...will you take public transportation? "

Mingtai stared: "How could I not! The person in this family who can't take care of himself the most is not me!"

"Ok?"

Minglou narrowed his eyes threateningly.

Mingtai took three steps back, grabbed the back of the chair and said with a guilty conscience: "I, I didn't say it was you..." He stammered a few words, then suddenly had an idea, and thought he was very clever to change the subject: " Brother Ah Cheng never stays up late, you must have assigned him a lot of work to keep him busy until late, I want to tell my eldest sister that you not only forced Brother Ah Cheng to be your teaching assistant, but also used him hard all day long! You Yes, this is... this is exploitation!"

Minglou's complexion suddenly sank, Mingtai thought his threat worked, so he was a little complacent and panicked.

But Minglou said slowly: "Mingtai, where did you hear the word exploitation?"

Minglou walked into the study room and saw that Mingcheng was already up, standing in front of the closet wearing a long white shirt, his exposed legs were smooth and muscular, and he was just stepping on the carpet in the room with his bare feet.

Minglou twitched his brows slightly, and closed the door behind his back.

"Why are you dressed like this? It's autumn and the weather is cold."

Mingcheng yawned: "Turn on the heater, it won't freeze."

Minglou disagreed and said, "It's just opened, it will take a while to warm up. Put on your clothes quickly, or go back to bed first, if you are really sick, you will regret it."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mingcheng dragged his tone, lay back obediently, and rubbed against the bed wrapped in a quilt, "Then please trouble Professor Ming University to pass me my clothes."

Minglou walked over with a smile, sat down on the edge of the bed, not in a hurry to get his clothes, first reached out and touched his forehead: "Well, it's not burned." He turned his head and asked softly, "Is it still uncomfortable?" ?”

Mingcheng's face turned red, he slammed his head into his arms, and said vaguely, "It's okay..."

"Are you shy?" Minglou rubbed the back of his head, feeling that his heart was about to drop water, and deliberately teased him: "Now that you know how to be shy, why did you just..."

"Stop it!" Mingcheng was ashamed and angry, and he reached out to cover his mouth with his hand. Minglou smiled and raised his head to avoid it, and stretched out his other hand to hold the person and the quilt in his arms. Only then did he lean over and rub the tip of his nose: "Okay, okay, don't say anything."

Mingcheng snorted, and lay down obediently in his arms, staring at him with bright eyes: "Mingtai went to school?"

"What are you talking about him at a time like this?" Ming Lou dissatisfied, "That little thing is quite picky, even after breakfast. Besides, don't keep teasing him when you wake him up from now on. It’s not a good habit to do things slowly.”

"Talk about me. Last time Mingtai mentioned it, it's been a long time since I left the country. Who came back with a box of horseshoe cake after running three blocks early in the morning? Why did you say that you happened to pass by during your morning run..." Mingcheng rolled his eyes at him, "I never knew Professor Ming had the habit of jogging in the morning."

Minglou said coyly: "You can't always oppress him, if he really complains to the eldest sister, neither of us will have good fruit to eat."

"Just keep your mouth shut." Mingcheng turned over and yawned again, "No, I'm still a little sleepy."

"Go to sleep for a while if you're sleepy." Ming Lou coaxed him, "Anyway, there's nothing to do today, I've already told Ming Tai to let him handle lunch by himself, even if you sleep until the afternoon and then get up, it's fine."

Mingcheng didn't speak, just stared at him with a pair of bright eyes.

Minglou's heart melted when he saw him, he lowered his head to kiss his lips, and asked him in a low voice: "What's the matter? Little Ah Cheng is so old, do you still need your elder brother to sleep with you?"

Mingcheng blinked and whispered, "You still have classes in the next two periods..."

"not going."

Professor Ming interfaced very irresponsibly, "Anyway, the teaching assistant Ming is not here, and even when Professor Ming went, he couldn't find the lecture notes."

Mingcheng snorted.

"Not doing business properly."

I slept through lunch.

Mingcheng got up from the bed hungry, feeling that he was going to faint from hunger.

"Have you had enough sleep?" Ming Lou, who was leaning on the bedside and flipping through the documents, turned to look at him.

Mingcheng responded with a nasal voice, and asked lazily, "Brother, have you had lunch?"

Ming Lou reached out and pinched the tip of his nose: "The chef just woke up, what do you think?"

"It's just right, I'm going to cook." Mingcheng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, quickly dressed and washed, and asked him as he walked out, "What do you want to eat?"

"Don't bother too much, just cook a bowl of noodles."

"Okay." Mingcheng nodded, stepped out of the door and suddenly backed away, looking at him suspiciously, "Brother, can you afford it?"

Minglou smiled wryly, "I haven't moved for a long time, my feet are a little numb, I'll take it easy."

Mingcheng quickly understood, and couldn't help but smile, feeling very ironic in his heart: "Okay, I'll go down first, brother take your time."

Minglou walked into the dining room and exclaimed, "It smells so good." Mingcheng smiled and pulled out the chair for him: "Brother must be hungry, so everything smells delicious."

"How could it be? It's all due to your good craftsmanship." Minglou sat down and handed Mingcheng two envelopes instead of picking up the chopsticks immediately.

"What is this?" Mingcheng chewed something, and took it with puffed cheeks, "Who sent it?"

Minglou said, "Wang Manchun."

Mingcheng raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Minglou's eyes were calm and his expression was calm.

"Yeah." Mingcheng continued to put a chopstick of noodles into his mouth, "What was written in the letter? The old relationship is unforgettable, and you plan to continue the relationship?"

"Almost." Minglou picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks, "There must have been seven or eight letters sent back and forth in the past few years, all with the same meaning."

Mingcheng said: "The infatuated woman is a heartbreaker."

Minglou also smiled, but his eyes gradually cooled down.He slowly said: "Ah Cheng, you are clear about the beginning and end of what happened back then. I will not hide it from you. I have no regrets about separating from her, but I do feel guilty. Knowing that she is the daughter of the Wang family, she didn't make a decision immediately, which caused her harm later on."

"At the very beginning, I also formally wrote back to her. I told her that I owed her what happened back then, but relatives and enemies come first. There is really no possibility between me and her. I wish her the best. Find your true lover. But then she asked me, if you can't be a lover, can't you be a brother and sister in the same school?"

Mingcheng said, "It doesn't quite resemble Miss Wang's personality."

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon." Minglou said with emotion, "It turns out that someone actually instructed her behind her back." He pointed to another letter, "It's quite patient, it took a few years to lay the groundwork. Only then did we get to the point, it really is an old fox."

"Wang Fuqu?"

Minglou nodded.

"Wang Fuqu used to be your mentor. If it was just ordinary correspondence, there would be no need to go through Wang Manchun's channel." Mingcheng said softly, "What does he want you to do?"

"In Chongqing, there have always been two voices, the main one and the main one, Wang Fuqu...huh." Minglou sneered, "At a critical moment, he still doesn't forget the party struggle, and the government harms the people, that's all."

Mingcheng was silent for a long time, and asked: "Organizationally... what do you mean?"

"That's what I'm going to tell you." Minglou said slowly, "Both sides want me to work with Wang Jiaxu and Wei Snake to find out if there are any bad signs in their faction—their recent This move is really dangerous."

Mingcheng looked at him: "They really... will?"

"It won't be the best, but this kind of thing, no one can tell."

Mingcheng nodded to express his understanding: "It seems that the elder brother is going to have sex with Miss Wang for the time being.