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38. All things have spirit (6)(1/3)

"What's wrong with three minutes?" Hua Peacock said in a grief and angry manner, "Three... I have three minutes at least, and there aren't even a minute!"

Kou Qiu's shadow looked at him with a look of mental retardedness, and after a long time he said, "Wow, then you are so great. Do you want me to applaud you?"

The flower peacock felt that his dignity was trampled on. He sat up freely, pressed on the shadow without saying a word. Before the tears on his face had dried up, he had already spoken timidly with a crying voice that had not completely subsided: "I... believe it or not, I will prove that I will show you!"

After hearing this, Shadow raised her eyebrows.

"prove?"

"Yes!" Hua Peacock tried to help her a little bit of aura, "I'm a man after all!...Fuck, why are you taking off your pants?!"

"Don't you want to prove it," the young man pressed under him laughed lazyly, his waist hanging loosely on his pubic bone, and he was about to fall. The sound of the shadow was extremely low, and the breath was a strange heat when it sprayed into the air, making the face red, "Give you a chance."

The flower peacock stammered and said, "You, don't regret it!"

"No regrets."

The young man took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, spraying a cigarette ring on his face, and coughing slightly when he looked at the person on his body.

"Come on." He said softly.

“… Come on!”

Hua Peacock started trying, but in the end, the innate conditions were there, and it was no longer possible before entering the official plot. Even the fifty-second trailer was only half released. The shadow looked at him with a smile, sucking a cigarette slowly, and seeing his helpless look, he asked, "Is it over?"

The face of the flower peacock suddenly became even redder, both embarrassing and shameful.

"It's over," Shadow threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray on the bedside table and sat up straight, "——that's my turn."

The person on his body was frightened by him and immediately closed his eyes tightly, his heart beating like a drum. It was not until he felt that the man had not moved for a long time that he slowly opened a slit of his eyes and squinted his shadow from inside.

The shadow was very close to him, and he curled his lips and asked, "Why, are you quite disappointed?"

Flower Peacock: "..."

"Tumpy," Shadow pulled the quilt and lay back freely. "Even if I play, I have to play willingly and can't do such things. Of course, if you can't wait to feel it, then it's a different story."

Flower Peacock: "..."

You can't wait, you can't wait the most, your whole family can't wait!

He felt like a mouse that was being played in his paws by a cat. At this moment, he glared at the person who had closed his eyes. After a long time, he could barely squeeze out a word from his lips, "Fuck."

It's really not human.

He had no intention of sleeping anymore. He lifted the quilt downstairs angrily and spent an extremely difficult night with the sofa that disliked him. The shadow came down halfway and tried to pull him back to sleep but failed. He had to let him continue to hold the sofa with a cleanliness and keep moaning. The next morning, when Teacher Zhuo got up and was about to prepare for cooking, he saw his shadow huddling in a corner of the sofa, curling himself into a pitiful small ball, and keeping his nose twitching.

Zhuo Pu paused and asked lightly: "Are you sleeping here?"

The flower peacock looked at him with a grievance, making him even more aggrieved.

"I hate your student to death," he said in a depressed voice after a long time. "Not only does he hate it, but his shadow also hates it, he hates it to death!"

Teacher Zhuo looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. Hua Peacock looked at him and was a little expectant, and asked hurriedly: "Are you going to vent your anger on him?"

"No," Zhuo Pu said, "I'm going to make breakfast."

"..." The strand of hair on the head of the flower peacock, which was standing up due to joy, collapsed softly and collapsed back.

After a while, Kou Qiu, who woke up on time, also stepped downstairs in his slippers. He was still yawning, covering his mouth with his hands, and after a long time he said, "Teacher Zhuo is early, and the shadow is early."

Hua Peacock snorted and turned her head over. But his master was completely unable to consider his mood. Instead, he said to Kou Qiu considerately: "Are you up? Come and have a meal."

Kou Qiu said: "What to eat?"

He walked to the cooking table, looked at it for a moment, and was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the man again. Zhuo Pu was stared at by him, but his face was still calm and asked, "Do you like it?"

"Well," Kou Qiu said blankly, "I like them all..."

The pot was simmering corn and shrimp porridge. Kou Qiu also rolled up his sleeves and carefully stirred it with a large spoon, for fear that it would overflow from the pot. He looked at the man's skillful movement of cutting fruits, thought for a while, and asked, "Teacher Zhuo often cooks by himself?"

"It's all done by yourself." Zhuo Pu replied, his tone still calm.

Hua Peacock squatted on the chair and silently reached out to cover her heart, and said resentfully: "I'm even more unhappy now."

Why does the Lord have a sense of confusing pride that has been praised?!

[That's really improved,] The system told its host, [He hasn't even entered the kitchen in the last two years.]

Old father Kou said proudly: [Of course, he has been improving!]

From Xia Xinji, who always used deception and scheming to get everything in the first world, Zhuo Pu, who has slowly learned to take care of him, this child has indeed been making progress. Perhaps in this course, his initial concept was wrong and his approach was wrong, but he still followed him one by one for this love, working hard to learn to give others love little by little.

For some reason, the eyes of the old cadre Kou suddenly became a little wet.

He stretched out his hand, simply touched the man's forearm, and said, "That teacher is so amazing."

——Well, it’s you who praises you.

You are so awesome.

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The other benefits of living with Zhuo Pu are that Kou Qiu doesn't need to get up early to catch the bus, and just sits comfortably in Teacher Zhuo's car. On the way, the man put his hands on the steering wheel, pursed his thin lips, and suddenly asked, "Meng Jiao, you are already a junior and will graduate next year."

Kou Qiu said: "Yes."

"What are your plans after graduation?" Teacher Zhuo asked, his tone really like a good teacher who cares about students. "Where are you going to work, locally or outside?"

He asked without caring about it, as if it was just a simple greeting.

Hua Peacock sat in the back seat, and separated the distance between him and the shadow, which was so good that he could sit down. He muttered with his fingers: "Yes, he didn't want you to go to his studio at all..."

Old Cadre Kou asked strangely: "But, don't I already have a job?"

Zhuo Pu's expression suddenly became serious and he almost stopped the brake and said, "Have you signed a tripartite agreement?"

"I signed it," said Cadre Kou, "Aren't you here too?"

The man looked a little confused, "I'm here too?"

"Yes," said Mr. Kou, "just the Special Crowd Supervision Department."

Zhuo Pu: "..."

His heart fell back to reality, he recharged the accelerator and said, "I thought you would choose a professional and related job."

Kou Qiu said: "But my dream is to be a civil servant and serve the people better."

Zhuo Pu: "..."

A person who studies painting will take the civil service exam and serve the people?

I'm afraid only Kou Qiu said this.

“The Regulatory Division is also very good,” he said with a high voice, “very promising.”

Hua Peacock said: "Of course, you are working there yourself..."

How can it be bad? I was so sad that I wanted to cry, which means that you were already happy!

When Kou Qiu arrived in the classroom, Yu Jiamao had already arrived. He was still sitting in his usual seat, handsome and handsome, and was talking to the girl beside him. Seeing Kou Qiu coming, he turned around and joked: "Class Beauty, when have you and Teacher Zhuo been so familiar?"

"Teacher Zhuo?" The girl beside her whispered in a low voice, leaned over her head, her eyes lit up, "Are you familiar with Teacher Zhuo?"

Zhuo Pu is beautiful and young, and has won several awards in his hand. Many of the students in this class have heard of him before. Now that he saw that the real person is so outstanding, he couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

"But Teacher Zhuo is very cold," said the girl, "I didn't say much. We asked him questions. He finished explaining it in just a few words, without any extra words..."

Yu Jiamao sneered: "What extra do you want? Call you Xiao Tiantian?"

"Go to you," the girl pushed him angrily, "How could it be so disgusting!"

Yu Jiamao was still laughing, but seemed to be inadvertently said: "Don't think about it, I think he is not young anymore, he must have had several girlfriends."

"I'm talking about my girlfriend," the girl said with a smile. "The girl in the dance academy chases you, and now it's all known - hey, will she come later?"

"How could I know," Yu Jiamao stretched out his hand, simply massaged the lower part of his nose, and said vaguely, "Maybe come."

After the second class, a girl stood at the door and called Yu Jiamao out. Kou Qiu looked at her. The girl had a pretty face, long and white legs, and was wearing a ballet-practicing skirt. The whiteness was dazzling. Kou Qiu heard the sound of her classmates clamoring, and when he looked at her again, Yu Jiamao had already gotten up, walked to the door, patted the girl on the shoulder, and followed her downstairs.

A group of gossiped classmates immediately shouted noisy about seeing each other in the corridor, and ran out, poked out a row of heads and lay on the railing and looked down. Kou Qiu thought about it and followed him out.

He is not a person who likes gossip. But last night, Yu Jiamao always made him care a little. He couldn't tell what it was, but that breath made him feel uncomfortable.

Yu Jiamao is tall and the girl is not low. The two of them stood together, and they really looked a bit compatible. Kou Qiu looked at the girl's movements of raising her head slightly and saying something, but she felt something was wrong.

[Azai,] He called in his heart, [Look at that girl, her expression seems to like the other person?]

The system listened to his words, followed him carefully and finally said strangely: [It doesn't look very similar.]

If I really like it, how could I show such an uncontrollable look?

Even Yu Jiamao's expression didn't look very good. He quickly looked up and said a few more words, then hurriedly sent the girl away. The girl was still unwilling to accept it, and walked towards the gate for a short distance and turned around several times.

When the boy went upstairs, the sound of cheering suddenly started.

"Oh," they shouted, "Thousand miles away will give you a gift!"

"Look back three times in one step!"

"Show mercy in three visits!"

"Go and go," Yu Jiamao laughed, "all are talking nonsense."
To be continued...
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