wife is too sweet

Yu Yang clenched the handle and sat stiffly on the car, not daring to make a sound. He looked at Zheng Xi through the helmet goggles. He was orderly saying what Alang said. Soon, a few more people came to help, and the discarded tires returned to the car. bit, the venue returned to normal.

The sun was shining brightly, Yu Yang was sweating, Zheng Qi showed no emotion on his face, and patted Yu Yang on the shoulder, "Come down."

As he said that, he looked towards the exit, as if he wanted to take Yu Yang away from the training ground.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yu Yang grabbed the handle and refused to get off the car: "I haven't finished training yet..."

Zheng Xi looked at him, his eyes paused for a few seconds, and he wanted to help Yu Yang take off the helmet, but Yu Yang refused at first, and turned his head several times to avoid it, but Zheng Xi reacted faster, touched the buckle in two or three times, and it went smoothly. Remove the helmet.

As soon as the helmet was taken off, the light directly shone on Yu Yang's face. His complexion was fair, his short hair was black, his cheeks were slightly flushed by the sun, and there was thin sweat on his temples, like a greenhouse plant exposed to the sun.

It's a waste of money.

For a moment, Zheng Qi didn't know whether to feel sorry for his wife, or the triumphant car whose headlights were tilted to one side.

"I won't do it, I won't do it," Zheng Qi raised his chin, his voice was very soft: "We won't do it anymore."

With that said, Zheng Qi asked Yu Yang to get off the car, and arranged his training clothes for him, like coaxing a child: "There is a strawberry garden nearby, do you want to eat strawberries?"

"Don't eat!"

It is obvious that he is changing the subject so as to ruin the training plan, Yu Yang thought angrily.

Zheng Qi was unmoved, and just stood in front of Yu Yang, holding the helmet with his arms, his eyes darkened.

Yu Yang said: "No matter how good a driver is, he must practice diligently." Speaking of this, he began to complain again: "Racing requires talent, I know! Talent comes from accumulation. Without practice, how do I know if I have talent?"

"Yes."

Zheng Xi scratched the tip of his nose uncomfortably.

"I have the basics!" He used to ride the battery car at home quite well, but who knew that Triumph was so wild.

"—Yes, yes, yes."

Zheng Qi said against his will.

Yu Yang patted his heart, looking full of confidence. He was about to say something, but suddenly noticed something unusual, and pointed at A Lang: "What are you doing!"

A Lang was about to leave the training ground on a triumphant ride, when he heard Yu Yang calling him, he had to stop not far away in embarrassment.

Zheng Qi was playing with the helmet in his hand. Yu Yang thought he was hesitating, but he raised his wrist and threw the helmet at Alang. With a sound, Triumph rolled up the dust and galloped away.

"I'm talented!" Yu Yang panted, his breath slowed down, the training ground was like a frying pan, he wiped his sweat.

"Have."

Zheng Qi responded.

"I want to become a great master! The master of racing, the kind of Trafon—" Zheng Qi didn't speak, his eyes were meaningful.

Whenever Zheng Qi looked at him with such an 'unbelievable' expression, Yu Yang felt very guilty.

The venue was empty, and the hot wind rolled up the dust. Yu Yang coughed twice, Zheng Qi frowned, and shook his head helplessly. Even though he didn't say anything, the atmosphere became a little subtle.

In the end, Yu Yang was neither willing to leave, nor dared to easily set a flag in front of Zheng Qi, and stuck like a log, silently protesting that the training was interrupted.

"Are you thirsty?"

Zheng Xi asked.

Yu Yang was so hot that he couldn't bear it, he licked his lips subconsciously, succumbed to the comfort - followed Zheng Qi to the lounge.

A Lang was looking for car light accessories not far away, and was about to say that the light could not be repaired and had to be sent to the original factory, when he raised his eyes, he saw Zheng Qi and Yu Yang arguing.

He was far away, so he couldn't hear the specific conversation clearly, but he had never seen Zheng Xi speak so many words in one breath, and even clapped his fingers to point out the explanation to Yu Yang. , very stubbornly protested, chattering a lot.

In the end, the two quarreled and broke up.

Yu Yang sat aside and drank soda, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. What is meant by 'not suitable for driving a racing car', 'Some people are naturally afraid of power and speed, this is normal, there is no need to take risks', 'The coach can't accurately predict every time Riding Condition'.

It just so happened that other coaches came over to take a rest at this time, and exchanged practice information with the students, Yu Yang suddenly had an idea!Zheng Qi doesn't have to teach him, there are many coaches at the base, not to mention that the contract clearly states that students have one chance to change coaches.

Since Zheng Qi said that he was not suitable for learning racing, he wanted to prove it to him.

With such a mentality, Yu Yang greeted other coaches with great interest.

Whenever he talked about the key training plan and the previous coaches, Zheng Qi would cast his gaze, with "I see who dares to agree" written all over his face, like some kind of silent warning.

Zheng Qi was very familiar with these people, and he was very convincing in terms of technology.

"Brother Zheng's wife?" Someone asked quietly.

"Oh, I can't agree to that. When the time comes, I will bump into each other. Brother Zheng will be so distressed. Look at his expression——" "——not pleasing to the left and right."

"Okay, find a way to refuse!"

Sure enough, after Yu Yang asked around, the coaches all found excuses to decline.

Yu Yang is not deaf, and he heard someone say he is a 'hot potato', it's a pity to throw it out, it burns his throat after eating.

That is, the 1V1 elite class he signed up for is the most expensive in the package, and that doesn't include things like changing the configuration of the car if he successfully completes the course in the future.

Even so, Zheng Qi refused to teach himself.

Fortunately, today is the weekend, and Zheng Qi doesn't have any training tasks, so he spent the whole afternoon with Yu Yang like this.

Yu Yang was drinking soda under the awning, and he just sat aside and dozed off. Halfway through, he asked Yu Yang if he was hot. Yu Yang waved his hand and threw the back of his head at him, ignoring him. video.

Really pissed.

Zheng Qi looked at him.

There are many team members who learn to drive in the summer. In order to arrange board and lodging, the base invited aunts to cook for everyone.

Aunt Wang is in her 50s. After retiring, she couldn’t stay idle. She found a job to pass the time. Apart from grocery shopping, cooking, and cleaning the house, her grandson Yanyan also came to play during the summer.

The little guy was lying on the table, playing games with both hands, with a pot of things in his arms.

strawberry.

Zheng Qi saw it.

At this time, it was getting late, and it was probably dark after a trip to the Strawberry Garden.

Zheng Qi first discussed with Aunt Wang, and Aunt Wang waved her hand: "Oh, I dare not tell him that the little bully at home was sent to me for summer vacation because his parents couldn't afford it—" Yan Yan is very smart , Judging by his age, he should only be in primary school. When he heard grandma talking, he immediately raised his eyes.

He had never seen the young man standing next to grandma, even so, he still folded his arms and put the strawberry plate in his arms - just now he couldn't take the time to eat, and the game was not finished.

After a while, Zheng Qi walked over to say hello to Yanyan, he didn't mention the strawberry, but only said that he was playing a game in a group game.

"Can you do it? It's too good to lower my ranking."

Yanyan said that he was wearing a smart watch on his wrist, and it vibrated twice, as if it was a message sent to him by his parents. He glanced at it, opened the message, and continued to play the game.

Zheng Qi said, "You'll know if you try it."

Just so half-believed, a large and a small started to form a team to play games. Zheng Qi used to be a game lover, and he was quite handy in operating mobile games. After two rounds, he led the child to win consecutively, which made the child unable to stop, "Hey, I Let me add you as a friend—" Zheng Qi took back his phone and said, "Give me your strawberries, and I will add you as a friend."

"Strawberry?" Yan Yan only cared about the promotion, and tapped the screen nimbly and quickly, with a perfunctory tone: "Send you, send you."

He said 'oh', "Damn, attack me from behind, come on!"

Zheng Qi continued to play games, and at the end he gave several sets of skins to Yanyan.

Yanyan was very happy, and while Zheng Qi was about to take away the plate, he attacked a strawberry.

When Zheng Qi found Yu Yang, he found that he fell asleep on the table. Of course, it was no better under the pergola than indoors. Even though the light was not so strong, it was still hot and suffocating after staying for a long time.

I don't know how he fell asleep. If he really wants to sleep, he doesn't know how to find a cool place.

Now Yu Yang's temples are wet, occasionally mosquitoes fly over, he wipes his face indiscriminately, then goes back to sleep after he calms down.

Zheng Qi sat next to Yu Yang, didn't rush to wake him up, just ate strawberries on his own, I don't know if it's because Aunt Wang loves Yanyan, strawberries are quite big, Zheng Qi deliberately made noise when eating , as if delicious.

Yu Yang woke up after listening to the movement, and smelled the faint smell of fruit. He pressed his eyes while sleeping, and suddenly woke up with blurred vision, but the color of the strawberry was too bright. —The plate moved a little.

Yu Yang sat up annoyed, and saw Zheng Qi eating strawberries in his spare time!He still wants to eat a plate!

"I want to eat."

Yu Yang said that he quickly grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth. The strawberry is sour and sweet, and the flesh is plump. Eating it is not too satisfying, and it is more enjoyable than drinking soda.

Let him eat one for the time being, Zheng Qi put the plate in his arm like Yanyan, "Don't you want to eat it?"

"That was just now," Yu Yang twitched his cheeks, "now is now."

Just as I was talking, someone came over, it was Alang, and seeing something around Zheng Xi's arm: "Hey, what's there, let me see—" "Is it a strawberry?" Alang reached out to take it, "Brother Zheng Have you been to Strawberry Fields?"

Zheng Qi let A Lang eat one uncomfortably. Yu Yang sat behind him, passed his hand under his arm, touched the strawberry on the table, and stuffed it into his mouth secretly.

"Sister-in-law!" Alan laughed, "You are here!"

Yu Yang nodded hurriedly, only cared about eating, and didn't speak.

The news that Zheng Xi was in charge of Yu Yang's learning to drive spread all over the training ground in less than an afternoon. No one has ever made Zheng Xi so sad, and Yu Yang was the first one.

In the evening, the crowd gradually dispersed, and they walked over with their shoulders crossed, apparently wanting to pack up their things and rest.

There are fewer and fewer strawberries, and judging by the number of people walking towards them, they will be eaten up in no time.

Zheng Qi didn't have time to think about it, so he stood up naturally, and asked Alang if he could repair the headlights of that Triumph. While talking, he picked up the strawberries one by one, and intuitively found Yu Yang, who was talking to Alang While talking, his hands were stuffing strawberries into Yu Yang's mouth.

Yu Yang thought he was very happy at first, as soon as he ate, he forgot all about his failure to learn how to drive in the morning, and now that Zheng Qi was feeding him strawberries, he thought how beautiful he was, but it was obvious that he was too beautiful— ——Zheng Qi stuffed him with more than one, his hand looked ordinary, how could he hide so many strawberries in his palm, and fed them to Yu Yang like a coin, until Yu Yang's mouth was full in the end , with bulging cheeks, as long as he moves his mouth a little, strawberry juice will flow out in embarrassment!

When the crowd came, the plates were swept away, and Zheng Qi withdrew his hand in satisfaction.

After saying hello to his colleagues, Zheng Xi turned to look at Yu Yang—he was like a bloated hamster, looking at Zheng Xi with puffed cheeks.

"Eat."

Zheng Qi said.

Yu Yang moved his cheeks, and sure enough, strawberry juice overflowed from the corner of his mouth, pale pink, like a deep internal injury in a martial arts TV series.

Zheng Qi reacted: "I'm going to get a tissue."

Going to get a tissue, Yu Yang thought angrily, he must have done it on purpose, because he was dissatisfied with the quarrel in the morning.

The turning head electric fan buzzed continuously, and it was very comfortable to blow on the body. Before Zheng Qi came, Yu Yang got up quickly and ran to the other side of the training ground. Now that he woke up, he still felt that the morning quarrel was okay. Noisy comfortable, he wants to vent!

Just like that, Yu Yang stood in a remote part of the training ground, where another vegetable field was set up. He leaned on the fence with one hand, like a pea shooter attacking zombies, and "chug chug" shot the strawberries out.

The author has something to say: Yanyan: You don’t want to eat strawberries and give them to me (hahahaha my wife is too sweet