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Before taking classes at home, Jing Yu would draw the curtains tightly, in order to prevent Alex from being able to tell the time in the area where he was, so as to prevent showing his flaws.

When I came to the company today, I was in a hurry and forgot about this.

Alex looked at the bright sunlight and Chinese-style furniture in the office, and chuckled lightly: "Jewell, it's too late."

Jing Yu: "...I'm in Chinatown in the Netherlands."

Alex squeezed a lemon into the glass and said casually, "Even if it's Chinatown, it's still three o'clock in the morning."

He was very puzzled about Jing Yu's work and rest. It was time to fall asleep, and Jing Yu was usually full of energy; it was supposed to be sunny in Europe, but he was drowsy; he often asked questions when he was sleeping. It doesn't look like a person who travels in Europe to study.

Jing Yu: "..."

Alex: "I think, I need to contact your brother to discuss your integrity education."

"Okay, okay," Jing Yu raised her hands in surrender, "I'll tell you the truth, don't tell my brother."

Alex made a gesture of all ears.

Jing Yu: "I have a friend in China, I want to visit him, but I can't let my brother know, so I lied and said I was in Europe."

Alex wondered: "Do Chinese parents like to interfere with their children's friendship problems? Are your friends criminals? Drug addicts?"

Jing Yu: "...Neither of them."

Alex: "That's it, girlfriend?"

Jing Yu couldn't find any other excuses for a while.

He knew that Alex would ask the bottom line, and he would not give up until he got the answer, so he acquiesced.

Alex made a look of sudden realization: "It turns out that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the magpie bridge, and your brother is the Queen Mother."

When saying "The Queen Mother", I imitated the awkward Chinese accent.

Jing Yu almost laughed: "You know Chinese mythology very well."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Fu Fenglan gently knocked on the door: "Yuyu, I'm going to a meeting."

Jing Yu turned her head and replied, "Well, I'll find you after class."

When he turned back again, he saw Alex looking at him inscrutablely.

Alex: "Oh~ So, your Weaver Girl is a boy."

Jing Yu: "..."

He felt that Alex was too interested in his personal life, so he became slightly serious and said, "Let's go to class, professor."

He has no interest in Alex other than studying.

Despite his handsome appearance, he is still a super academic who served as a university lecturer at a young age.

But Alex obviously didn't think so.

Since learning about his sexual orientation, Alex has suddenly become flirtatious.

Jing Yu was sleepy in class, Alex asked him with a smile, "Did you dream about me last night?"

He raised his head to drink water, Alex praised him "the neck is beautiful, have you studied ballet?"

Even in the middle of class, Alex suddenly raised his hand and took off his T-shirt, revealing his sexy and strong chest muscles, and changed clothes directly in front of the camera.

Jing Yu frowned, and her tone became a bit colder: "I need to change clothes in the future, please do it before class, so don't delay class time."

Alex is his teacher, but at the end of the day he is paid for it.

He respectfully called him a professor, but he wasn't really stupid enough to be unaware of being sexually harassed by him.

Alex changed his clothes and smiled coquettishly: "Don't you think it's pleasing to the eye?"

Jing Yu remained expressionless: "This is a biochemical attack on my eyeballs."

"It's ruthless," Alex sighed, holding his chin, "How many people line up to sleep with me, you are the first person I meet who has no interest in me."

Jing Yu is a very beautiful oriental beauty, with almond eyes, a round nose, and a palm-sized face.

But to be honest, there is no shortage of such beauties around him.

What made him interested in Jing Yu was precisely that Jing Yu had no interest in him.

Originally he thought Jing Yu was heterosexual, so at most he felt a little frustrated, nothing else.

But after knowing that Jing Yu is gay, he couldn't understand his indifference.

He looked at him as if he were just a buffalo wrapped in colorful cloth.

The more this happened, the more Alex became more interested in this cold beauty from the East.

Alex: "I happen to be going to China next week, can you take me up the Great Wall?"

Jing Yu remained expressionless: "Impossible."

Alex continued affectionately: "I am going to China for the first time, and I may get lost. Would you like to take me to eat some local delicacies?"

Jing Yu: "I don't want to."

Undeterred, Alex raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You will."

Jing Yu looked at him speechlessly.

Alex showed a winning smile: "After all, you don't want your brother to know that you are actually in China, do you?"

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the meeting ended.

Fu Fenglan returned to the office and found Jing Yu leaning on the sofa waiting for him, looking a little tired.

Fu Fenglan squatted down: "Go home and rest?"

Jing Yu tried hard to open her eyes: "Woo...I want to go to the food street to eat delicious food."

Don't eat more, it's hard to understand the aggrieved mood he was put on by the ghost.

Fu Fenglan smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat."

The two went to the nearby food court. The first floor is full of Chinese dim sum, the second floor is grilled fried chicken, stinky tofu and grilled cold noodles, and the third floor has seafood buffet and various soups.

In fact, Jing Yu can't eat much, a muffin and a bowl of cold noodles are basically enough.

Eating is mainly to vent negative energy. If you chew food and bad mood together, you will not be so unhappy.

Jing Yu ate all the way, and threw most of the bites to Fu Fenglan.

Fu Fenglan didn't complain, and silently cleaned up the mess for him.

After eating on the first and second floors, Jing Yu happily went to the third floor.

Fu Fenglan stopped him: "How about...let's come here today."

Jing Yu was nervous: "Does your leg hurt?"

"No," Fu Fenglan smiled wryly, "I really can't take it anymore."

Only then did Jing Yu realize that he ate all his leftover food, and felt embarrassed: "Why do you eat what I left..."

He bit here and there just now, would Fu Fenglan really dislike him...

Fu Fenglan: "Save food."

Jing Yu: "Then you can take it home, what will you do if you make it through?"

Fu Fenglan smiled gently: "Because I want to be with you at the same time, eat the same food, and feel the same mood."

Jing Yu's heart beat violently.

It seems that at this moment, fireworks suddenly bloom somewhere in my heart.

People in this world are lonely most of the time.

So I want to get the feeling of being involved, a sense of belonging, and a sense of identity.

During his long study career, he has long been used to being alone and consuming those intense emotions by himself.

Maybe it's the sadness of loneliness, maybe it's the joy of good grades.

I never thought that one day, someone would take the initiative to walk into his life, willing to give his pulse to him, and beat together until the end of life.

Jing Yu blushed.

He is not a person who can talk about love, but he really wants to do something to express his feelings to Fu Fenglan.

So he asked Fu Fenglan: "I...I want to give you a gift."

Fu Fenglan was stunned for a moment: "Why do you want to give me a gift all of a sudden?"

Jing Yu didn't know how to explain it: "I just... just wanted to make you happy, so I wanted to give it to you... because I'm usually very happy when I receive a gift... What do you like?"

Fu Fenglan thought for a while: "As long as it is given by you, I like it."

Jing Yu scratched her head and thought hard.

In the past, he only gave gifts to classmates and friends of the same age, and such gifts are usually easy to choose, such as big-name clothes, signed basketballs, seasonal limited jewelry, Lego toys, and so on.

To put it bluntly, everyone has their own interests, as long as you send them according to the other person's preferences, you will generally not go wrong.

But Fu Fenglan didn't seem to like anything in particular.

He usually watches movies and reads books at home, and occasionally buys some beautifully bound vinyl records.But it seems that he is not interested, because he will not pursue those high-priced rare records, just to listen to music.

Fu Fenglan is 11 years older than him, and his clothes are mainly comfortable. He doesn't like watching football games, and he probably doesn't like famous brand clothes, basketball clothes, basketball shoes and the like.

Jing Yu racked her brains, but had no idea.

Thinking about it again, it seems that Chu Zishi gave friends watches and jade.

A man in his 30s is basically right to give a watch.

Jing Yu calculated her salary after working for Fu Fenglan, adding up zero and zero, she could almost buy a luxury watch.

So he said to Fu Fenglan: "I have decided what to give you!"

Fu Fenglan smiled gently: "What?"

Jing Yushen took him to the mall mysteriously, led him to the counter, and looked at him expectantly: "Watch! Do you like it?"

Fu Fenglan's expression froze for a moment.

But he didn't say anything after all, he returned to his usual expression, gritted his teeth lightly and said: "...I like it. I like everything you gave me."