The little wild cat is milky and sweet

"The milk tea for the two of you is ready."

"Hey, thank you." Chen Xing took two cups of milk tea from the counter to the small table, and watched Lu Yuechi turn a "Confucius Temple Blessing" pen into a flower, and pressed it under his left hand. The booklet wrote a "solution" and a series of numbers in a wild way. Chen Xing didn't believe in evil, so he took a picture of the question with his mobile phone. Coincidentally, the number written in Lu Yuechi was really the correct answer.

Chen Xing handed over the milk tea a bit, and said, "Brother, it's okay if you make trouble with yourself, don't make trouble with milk tea, what's the matter, I think you've been like this since you called me out, what's the matter?"

"nothing."

The milk tea shop in front of the school can sit for five yuan for a day, which is an excellent location.

"Brother, let me tell you something, will you listen?"

Lu Yuechi took a big sip of the peach-flavored milk tea, "Say it."

"Actually, brother, you can't hide things in your heart. Really, you are happy when you are happy, and you are unhappy if you are not happy. I can tell with a closer look. You are not angry now, but uncomfortable. What is so uncomfortable about it?" , I'm here, you can tell me."

Lu Yuechi didn't know why he felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't hold his breath in his heart. He came out early this morning. Seeing that the sun was already high outside, at noon, Lu Yuechi had no intention of going back. Looking at Chen Xinglai's character analysis, he smiled and said, "You can."

Chen Xing sat on his back with his legs spread apart, tilted the stool up to Lu Yuechi's side, and asked, "Are you not going home for dinner today? Is your uncle the policeman coming to arrest you?"

"What a fart." Lu Yuechi slapped the pen on the table, lifted the straw with his mouth and concentrated on sucking the pudding inside, "He went on a blind date, so who cares about me."

Chen Xing almost spit out milk tea as if he had heard some breaking news, "Blind date? Who are you with? Have you met your eyes?"

"A pretty young lady." Lu Yuechi flipped through the answer booklet and got the answer right. He didn't bother to raise his eyes, and said, "If a girl invites him to dinner, of course he has to take care of the girl's face, and I can stop her from pursuing her." Happiness? If you want to go early, go far away, it will be annoying to dangle in front of my eyes."

Lu Yuechi's tone was too strange. For a while, Chen Xing couldn't tell whether Lu Yuechi was speaking truthfully or ironically, but his jaw remained open for a long time. "Actually, that uncle is quite good. It's not surprising that someone is rare."

"You just ate his meal and you spoke for him?"

That day we went to the hospital to see Baige together, and Yanye followed, and took the group of people to have a hot pot meal, knowing that Baige just couldn't eat spicy food, so he specially asked for a clear soup pot.He just has the ability to think of things that no one else can think of.

"I don't dare, I don't dare, I just think it's normal, and..." Chen Xing saw that Lu Yuechi's expression got worse, and hurriedly changed his words, "It's also a little abnormal."

Lu Yuechi was in a better mood.

After drinking a cup of milk tea, my stomach is basically full. It’s not a big deal to stay outside all the time. I have to go back after unscrewing my schoolbag. Yanye has the ability to consider others, so he definitely can’t send other girls to that place. Bring it in a small broken house, after I go back, I shouldn't see anything that I can't see.

Spring and winter are different everywhere, the wind is warmer, blowing Lu Yuechi's hair fluttering, and he is dressed in black, just like the heroine in the comics, living in the wind, walking very elegant and domineering , Eight or nine of the ten people walking on the road will turn back.

What he said yesterday was meaningless to others, nothing like that, the aunt came up and said that the girl picked him up for dinner and then turned back, did she really think she was easy to fool?

As soon as the wind blew away the cloud of fog in Lu Yuechi's mind.

Last night and this morning made Lu Yuechi understand one thing. To be a human being is to be content. If someone treats you well, it will not be sustainable. Whoever takes it seriously will lose. It is nonsense to talk about it for half a lifetime. .Even my own parents...

Lu Yuechi lowered his head and kicked the pebbles lying on the road.

Even his own parents can take him seriously, so can he count on Yan Ye, a person who can't get along with him?

Aunt Ren was right in saying a word. Yanye would be a favorite no matter where she put it. It would be better to pack up her bag and slap her ass and leave after waiting for the young lady to come and drive herself out.

At the fork in the road, Lu Yuechi pulled Chen Xing over and asked, "Do you have any way to make money?"

Before turning a corner, Chen Xing said, "Brother, are you short of money recently?"

"Yeah." Lu Yuechi kicked the pebbles beside his feet, thinking about going out to rent a house to live in, but there is no need to explain the reason clearly to Chen Xing, and added, "Actually, there is no rush, there is no Lao Bai. Then it is necessary, it is best if you have money, and it is fine if you don’t have money, there is no rush.”

Chen Xing joked, "Become an anchor."

As soon as the word "anchor" came out, Lu Yuechi began to think of some indescribable things in his head. He smiled, rubbed the back of Chen Xing's head, and said, "I didn't see that you still have this hobby."

"It's not a question of whether you like it or not." Chen Xing took out his phone, clicked into the video software for Lu Yuechi, swiped and swiped a few times, and said, "It's not an anchor, you see, there are quite a few of them. It’s a kind of video shooting... People record life clips, and a lot of people watch it, and you don’t know that those Internet celebrities make a lot of money, don’t they make a lot of money?”

Lu Yuechi swiped his finger on the screen of Chen Xing's mobile phone, quickly scanned the title, then checked the playback volume, and said, "What can I shoot with my shabby life?"

"There are so many things to shoot, brother, you just watch this." Chen Xing clicked on a eating and broadcasting video, and said: "There are 200 million people watching people eating, brother, don't you know how to dance? Take a video and upload it, and the interest will become popular. I don’t have to worry about [-] yuan, just in case, a blind cat bumps into a dead mouse, and with a snap, the money comes.”

When Lu Yuechi returned to the house, as expected, there was no one there.

I used to know that people went to work and they could come back, but now they don’t know when they will come back and whether they can come back. If a piece of dry wood meets a raging fire, wouldn’t that be an instant thing?

Lu Yuechi still thought about Chen Xing's suggestion carefully, curled up on the bed like a cat, played with his mobile phone to watch videos, and watched dancing videos, most of them were girls, and they danced more than ten times at a time minute.

There are also boys, hip-hop dancers, who look very handsome.

Lu Yuechi clicked in and looked at it a few times. He didn't find it interesting. He was about to exit when a ten-second video caught his attention.

Turn it on at one point, and a man who looks like a boy is twisting his head, and it is accompanied by a piece of very dynamic music. Lu Yuechi thinks it is meaningless and is about to turn it off. After seeing the playback volume of 400 million.

shocked.

Heart moved.

Lu Yuechi lifted up his clothes and rubbed his waist. There was no fat on it. After careful comparison, he was still a little thinner than the man in the video, and he could see that he was twisted very stiffly. Not something that dances.

Before, Wei Pingan saw that Lu Yuechi's grades were not good, and thought that even if his grades were not good in school, there must be something to eat. He also heard that Lu Yuechi's parents had asked him to go to a dance class to learn ballet. Yes, just like those young street dancers on TV, they sent Lu Yuechi to the interest class.

There is still a little foundation on him.

Lu Yuechi did what he said, took a cup as a stand, put the phone on the table, clicked record, put the hem of his clothes in his mouth, and started twisting at the phone.

The more I twisted, the more vigorous I felt, as if someone had put a hula hoop around my waist. I was still a little proud of myself, and my effect would definitely be better than that of the person in that video.

Just before twisting a few times, Yanye's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "I'm back, are you home?"

Lu Yuechi stopped twisting and turned around abruptly. Yan Ye seemed to be still at the door and hadn't come in yet, feeling a little guilty for a moment, and replied, "In, in the room."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yuechi turned off the recording on his phone and walked outside the door. As soon as he loosened his mouth, the loose sweater fell down, covering the thin waist that belonged to the boy.

As soon as he went out and looked at Yan Ye, Lu Yuechi was shocked into a panda-headed emoji, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

I was going to sleep in during the holidays, but because I was aggrieved yesterday when I heard that Yanye was going on a blind date, I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, I went out at dawn, and I didn't see Yanye all morning.

It was only now that Lu Yuechi knew that Yan Ye would wear a suit, black on the inside, a camel-colored windbreaker on the outside, and leather shoes. He really listened to him when he told him not to shave his hair. He still seems to be keeping it today. With some mousse on her long hair, and paired with those two long legs, with her temperament and appearance, she is exactly the same as the person drawn on the cover of Mr. Ba’s novel that the female students in class read. You can drill into his arms.

All over her body exudes a... charm that is exclusive to mature men.

How do you say that word?

Ah... yes, gentlemanly, gentle scum!

Lu Yuechi was dumbfounded, and looked at Yan Ye from top to bottom several times. He used to think that he was wearing a jacket... It looked good. Looking at it today, the black suit is nothing compared to today's look. Worse. dead.

But the only thing that doesn't match him is the bowl of fried noodles in a white plastic bag twisted in his hand.

Lu Yuechi felt that he brought this bowl of fried noodles with him.

The tight plastic bag was covered with small drops of water, which flowed down to the bottom of the bowl and penetrated the small part of the bowl.