evildoers

Professor Lu was sleeping soundly on the bed, when he suddenly heard the faint cry of a child, he struggled a bit, and got up from the bed with difficulty.

The baby was sitting on the steps at the entrance of the villa, with two short legs wide open, holding a big cup, and was still crying loudly. There was no one around the villa.

Rubbing his eyes, Lu Zhixu walked over, knelt down on one knee, picked up the crying baby Lu Jiaming, and rubbed the baby's soft hair.

"Son, what's wrong?"

The baby leaned against his chest listlessly, sobbing, and whispered, "I...I don't want to be sold..."

Lu Zhixu carried the baby into his bedroom, wiped the baby's face clean, put the baby on the bed sobbing, and went to the living room with the phone to call Xia Chen.The phone rang a few times and was picked up. It was very quiet there, probably in the corridor outside the classroom.

"How long do you have to leave get out of class?" He asked bluntly.

"There is still half an hour to finish class, and the next class is economic law."

"Bring the book back, and I'll make it up for you tonight." Lu Zhixu was very impatient: "If the bus is difficult to wait, take Xu Xu's car."

"Did something happen at home?" Xia Chen's tone became tense.

It was rare to see Xia Chen flustered, and Lu Zhixu finally got up a little better. He broke off a bud from the Brazilian wood in the living room, and said calmly: "It's nothing else, the baby suddenly cried, I don't know how to coax you, Come back quickly."

Xia Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Lu Zhixu gave a "hmm" and was about to hang up, when he suddenly said, "By the way, a classmate gave me a potted flower, can I move it back?"

Lu Zhixu frowned: "Cactus?"

"No."

"You can move back."

When Xia Chen arrived home, the baby was already crying and fell asleep on Lu Zhixu's bed. Lu Zhixu was probably afraid that he would fall asleep and crush the baby, so he curled up in a blue spherical chair and fell asleep with a blanket covering his body. Plaid wool blanket.

Xia Chen moved that "flower" into the living room and placed it in front of the blinds.

This flower was actually given by Zheng Lin, and Zheng Lin was a little confused, saying that this flower was called Dripping Guanyin.He planted a large one in his semi-open living room, and it became a forest, and he enthusiastically expressed that he would give one to Xia Chen, but Xia Chen couldn't refuse, so he had to choose a petite one.He brought it back in Zoro's car.

The flower that Xia Chen chose was not tall, it only reached to the chest, with a few white buds, and the wide and emerald green leaves looked quite fresh.Xia Chen checked on the Internet, and knew that although this kind of flower is a bit poisonous, it is not dangerous for children of the baby's age.

At lunch, the baby was still listless. Xia Chen used to make very delicious vegetable meatballs, but it still couldn't arouse the baby's interest.Now that Xia Chen came back, Lu Zhixu was happy to be the shopkeeper. After dinner, he walked around the house and stood at the door of the kitchen, watching Xia Chen make fruit pudding.

Xia Chen was mixing the beaten eggs and hot milk according to the ratio, and the fruit to be cut was placed beside him. Lu Zhixu stood at the door of the kitchen with his arms folded, and commented with distaste: "You look like a detective doing a chemical experiment. .”

Xia Chen pursed his lips and laughed, filtered the egg milk through the filter on the soybean milk machine, heated up the caramel juice, poured the caramel juice and egg milk into small bottles, lined them up, pushed them into the oven, and started cut fruit.

Lu Zhixu glanced at the oven again with disgust, and said, "It's like an incinerator."

Xia Chen peeled the orange, selected the meridians, cut it into small pieces, accidentally peeled off a piece, and handed it to Lu Zhixu.

Lu Zhixu shrank back reflexively: "What are you doing!?"

Xia Chen picked up the piece of orange and touched Lu Zhixu's lips, with a smile still on his face.

"Teacher help me eat..."

A little bit of orange juice was on Lu Zhixu's beautiful lips, he brushed it off impatiently, and finally reluctantly ate the orange in Xia Chen's hand.

His lips were very soft, a little red, like soft petals, but Xia Chen felt his heart softened just by touching it accidentally.

He withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened and continued to cut oranges.

Standing behind him, Lu who had just been fed a piece of orange frowned, was very depressed, and couldn't find a reason for the attack. He stayed there for a while, went back to his bedroom, and started beating the zombie angrily.

Half an hour later, Xia Chen knocked on the door of Lu Zhixu's bedroom with the finished fruit custard pudding.

What he made was baked pudding, which was served on a common food tray in an English family. In the center was a beautiful mixed fruit pudding platter. In the middle of the platter was a porcelain bowl with sliced ​​oranges, strawberries, kiwi and yellow peaches. Below is the crystal clear custard pudding, with a sweet fragrance, surrounded by many puddings made of molds, flower-shaped, Mickey-shaped, star-shaped...

Xia Chen carried an assorted platter and walked up to the baby.

The baby even saw such a beautiful platter, his eyes widened, and he forgot even the melancholy.

Professor Lu, who was sitting on the carpet playing games, only glanced at Xia Chen when he entered the door, and was only surprised for a moment.Then he pretended he didn't see anything, and proudly threw himself into the business of fighting zombies.

After all, the baby is a child, seeing such a beautiful platter, he immediately became happy, jumped out of the bed with his socks on, lay down curiously in front of Xia Chen, and tenderly asked: "Brother, did you make this?"

Xia Chen put the tray on the low table, patted the baby's head, and smiled with crooked eyes: "Of course I did it, does the baby like it?"

"Hi~Huan~" the baby shouted cheerfully, swallowed his saliva, glanced at Lu Zhixu, and asked, "Brother, when shall we eat?"

"Of course, let's start eating now..." Xia Chen asked with a smile: "Baby and daddy wash their hands first, brother go get the small plates and forks, okay?"

"Okay~" The baby crawled to Lu Zhixu's side, and shook Lu Zhixu's arm with great interest: "Dad, Dad, wash your hands quickly, we need to eat..."

When Xia Chen came in with the dish, the big one and the young one were already sitting cross-legged on the carpet. When the baby saw Xia Chen enter the door, he couldn't wait to wave his little palm at him to show that he had washed his hands clean and could Let's eat.

Xia Chen smiled, pretending to glance at Lu Zhixu casually.

Professor Lu quietly turned his eyes away.

Sure enough, I was too abrupt...

Xia Chen's heart was as bright as a mirror, but on the surface he still didn't realize it. He walked over with a smile, sat down, and divided the plates for everyone. The baby used a very round cartoon fork. Xia Chen Chen was afraid that the baby would get his clothes dirty, so he even tied the little scarf on the baby that he usually wears when drinking soup.

The crystal and sweet custard pudding was divided into several pieces by Xia Chen with a cake knife, and the baby happily held the small fork, waiting for Xia Chen to divide his portion into smaller portions, Xia Chen divided it for the baby, and seemed to take it casually. Passing Lu Zhixu's plate, he gave him a piece of light green pudding: "Teacher, this one is mixed with kiwi juice..."

Lu Zhixu lowered his eyes and took it.

The pudding with a fruity fragrance is soft and sweet, and the pieces are crystal clear. It looks so pure and harmless. In fact, the taste inside can only be known when you eat it.

For the first time, Lu Zhixu doubted his intuition.

The young man in front of him is gentle and polite, handsome and kind, and has a reasonable life experience. When he appeared in his life with the baby, everything was so logical, but why did he faintly feel uneasiness.

This uneasiness became more apparent during the contact in the kitchen just now.

The young man standing in the kitchen smiled and gently fed him a slice of orange.

He also accepted it blankly.

It's not such a big deal.

The only remarkable thing was that the person being fed was Lu Zhixu.

He doesn't like physical contact with people, not to mention eating things that people feed him. He has been weird since he was a child. It sounds cool when it sounds good, but it's perverse if it sounds bad. Include the closest distance.

From childhood to adulthood, the closest thing to him, the one he can have unlimited close contact with, is only the baby besides the parents.

But now, the young man sitting across from him with a gentle smile seems to have "unintentionally" crossed the line.

He suddenly discovered that the young man who intervened in his life with the baby was not just a "housekeeper + nanny + chef" facial makeup character, but a dazzling young man under the age of 20.

This made him a little flustered.

"Teacher, let's try this one, the one with peach juice..." The young man who interrupted his thoughts put a piece of pudding on his plate, and the baby beside him added cheerfully, "Peach juice is delicious!"

Under the baby's expectant gaze and Xia Chen's smiling gaze, Lu Zhixu silently picked up the pudding.

"There is no class tomorrow afternoon, I will use the oven to make cream puffs, the baby wants to go to the audio-visual room to watch a movie, the teacher can come too..." Xia Chen smiled and said beside Lu Zhixu while eating pudding.

Lu Zhixu raised his head.

There was a gentle and harmless smile on the young man's face, and his black eyes were like stars, which made people unconsciously let go of their guard.

Oddly enough, Lu Zhixu didn't speak.

Xia Chen laughed: "What does the teacher mean, you agree?"

Before Lu Zhixu could speak, the baby had already cheered and hugged Lu Zhixu: "Dad is good, Jia Ming wants to see Simba with Dad..."

Looking at the happy baby and the smiling young man, Lu Zhixu was suddenly in a daze.

If I remember correctly, this familiar feeling should be called "warmth", right?

In fact, it would be nice to have a close student, right?

The author has something to say: The first time I ate pudding was at a classmate’s house. It felt a bit like jelly, sweeter, and it was a Western-style dessert. Because the classmate made it by himself, it included fruit juice, but it was actually quite delicious.

Lu Yaoxie or something has already begun to fall...

As for the Three Views, Li Gang, etc., I personally don't like to go online. After all, the text is different from the reality, and Li Xiu is not that bad.