Great God's Feeding Rules

"Sit down first." Beiye looked at the aggrieved person in front of him with a little reassurance.

The boy in the peaked cap, Fang Zuo knew it was him just when he heard the other party call out the name Gu Mo.

"I'll go first." Out of politeness, Fang Zuo still greeted Bei Ye.

But Bei Ye came over suddenly, and closed the door without giving him time to think, and the other party left and said, "Let's listen together."

Is it necessary to spread a personal matter in front of a basically stranger?Fang Zuo stood still, but Bei Ye seemed to see his intentions, and walked forward as soon as he grabbed his hand.

The boy named Su Yi stared fixedly at the hands held by the two, his brows furrowed tightly.

Fang Zuo withdrew his hand knowing how to look at people, and sat down a little further away from Bei Ye.

He thought that Beiye would make more progress, after all, if he wanted to show off, he had to do a full set, but Beiye didn't, maybe he still cared a little bit about the boy in front of him.

"Gu Mo."

"Brother," Bei Ye interrupted Su Yi, "How many times have I said, I am your brother."

But Su Yi stubbornly refused to change his words. He looked at Bei Ye, and there was no Fang Zuo in his eyes. Seeing this, Fang Zuo could only smile slightly. He didn't expect this boy to be so dedicated. Useful.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and glanced at Beiye, who knew that Beiye seemed to be able to automatically scan all directions, and suddenly looked over, the two of them met their eyes, and Fang Zuo immediately lowered his head in embarrassment as if guilty of guilt.

He touched his nose, feeling that his behavior just now was too stupid.

"Gu Mo," Su Yi saw the two of them looking at each other. He didn't show any emotional ups and downs on his face, but the hands on both sides had already exposed his anger, "I've called you for 18 years. Brother, I don’t want to scream now, you know what I mean.”

"I don't know." Bei Ye looked at him, and casually threw himself on the sofa. In order to be more comfortable, he raised his legs and took the opportunity to place them on Fang Zuo, who was sitting blankly.

Fang Zuo frowned, and when he turned his head, he saw a smile on the corner of Bei Ye's mouth: "I told you, I have no shortage of men around me, and you are not to my liking."

His gaze was not on Su Yi, but he smiled gently at Fang Zuo who turned his head. Fang Zuo, who was about to have an attack, was taken aback, and suddenly didn't know what he was going to say.

"Why," Su Yi endured his hysteria, and fixed his gaze on the man who never cared about him, "Why can't I?"

I don't know if Su Yi saw Beiye's stiffness for a moment, but Fang Zuo really felt it. The face that was always smiling was restrained when Su Yi questioned him. In fact, Fang Zuo didn't want to see this scene. For himself, if it was Su Yi, he could still question Bei Ye again if he had something to hide. With the determination to break the casserole and ask the end, maybe the two of them would not have to be in such a stalemate anymore.

But if there is no if, Fang Zuo can only watch the two of them as a bystander, unable to advance or retreat.

Su Yi has been waiting for Bei Ye's answer, but Bei Ye has never responded. Maybe he is thinking about how to speak out more appropriately, or he is thinking of a way to control the enemy with one move and solve this trouble.

But none of this went according to Fang Zuo's thoughts. After the silent stalemate, Bei Ye suddenly moved. He didn't speak, but suddenly straightened up, pressed Fang Zuo's shoulder and pushed it down.

For a moment, Fang Zuo thought that Beiye's lips were about to be pressed down, but in the end it was Beiye who pushed him down on the sofa, and followed closely with his hands to touch his waist and abdomen. He turned his head to look at Su Yi, and then replied: "I like passive men."

Fang Zuo was right about one thing, that is, Beiye wanted to get rid of the boy who followed him at once, so he directly told Su Yi with his actions what kind of man he wanted.

But Fang Zuo is Fang Zuo after all, he won't let others manipulate him, he can bear it once or twice, but now, he just wants to punch him in the face, and of course, he really did.

That punch was very heavy, and it hit Bei Ye's side. He was forced to let go of Fang Zuo in pain. Fang Zuo got a gap and pushed Bei Ye away. When he straightened up, he didn't forget to bruise his teeth. .

Su Yi looked dazed, but Beiye didn't give him a chance to think, and then gave him a heavy blow: "It's better to be passive and have a stubborn temper, so as not to be too boring in the future."

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at Fang Zuo, with smiles on his brows and eyes.

Su Yi had been fidgeting as early as when Bei Ye pressed Fang Zuo under his body, especially the various images from his mouth came from this man whom he had never seen before, Su Yi couldn't stand it any longer , He stood up, trembling all over, and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth again and again, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Go back, don't make your sister worry about you," Beiye waved his hand and said casually, "It's getting late, Su Ling will scold me if I go back late."

Su Yi turned around, trying to see a little concern from Beiye's eyes, even if it was just a little bit, but unfortunately Beiye's eyes were always on that unknown man. Deliberately ignoring and being powerless, he clenched his palms by his side, and stubbornly opened the door with tears in his eyes.

His footsteps stopped, he lowered his head, and said in a soft but angry voice: "I won't give up."

This is not a farce script, and now it is considered the end of the play, Fang Zuo broke away from the low-pressure atmosphere of the two, his eyes were a little angry, but the corner of his mouth smiled politely: "Master, can I go? "

Bei Ye seemed to wake up suddenly, looked at him for a moment, but then suddenly laughed: "Of course, if you want to stay, I'd be more than happy."

He narrowed his eyes temptingly. If he was given a pair of golden eyes at this time, the so-called gentle scum could be perfectly interpreted by him. Fang Zuo gritted his teeth and looked at him weakly: "Don't dare to disturb me." You are a great Buddha."

Graduation was approaching, and the dissertation had to be done quickly. After returning to school from Beiye, Fang Zuo ate something casually in the cafeteria and turned on the computer.

Very irritable, the two papers he submitted were sent back by the instructor for various reasons. This is the third time he has revised, and his little patience is about to be worn out. Fang Zuo hit his head with a headache after uploading a pile of manuscripts composed of words and data.

"Professor Yang is not easy to deal with, please write slowly, and if you call back, I'm afraid you won't think about it and commit suicide." Xiao Ran, who was on the bed on the left, teased seriously.

Fang Zuo raised his head and saw his slack face and stretched out his hand to punch him. Xiao Ran dodged in time, dodging the attack with a smile, and a smile began to appear on his serious face.

"To be honest, you and Lao Bai in our dormitory were unluckily assigned to that demon Lao Yang." Xiao Ran stretched out his head and looked at Bai Chenyi who was opposite him, "By the way, how is your thesis? Teach us the youngest, look at him, he looks like he has been tortured inhumanly."

Bai Chen raised his head to look at Fang Zuo with a calm face, his face was cold as if he had a deep hatred with the whole dormitory, Fang Zuo seemed to have figured out his mind, turned his head and smiled at Bai Chen: "Bai Brother, how about you help me?"