Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 14

Don't touch my shoulder.

After staying with Sanhuamao for a while, Feng Zhuo went back to the living room to make noodles.

He didn't close the door, it was left open.

Later, he ate instant noodles in the living room, and Sanhua Mao licked the canned food at the door.

Feng Zhuo took a mouthful of noodles and then looked up at the cat who was still eating canned food at the door.

About 10 minutes later, the Sanhua cat was full. It stood at the door and looked at Feng Zhuo, who was sitting on the sofa holding a bucket of instant noodles and eating instant noodles, and then meowed at him.

Feng Zhuo raised his eyes and looked over, only to see the Sanhuamao's tail was raised high and slowly swaying from side to side.

It meowed at him again before turning away.

When Feng Zhuo put down the instant noodle bucket and went to the door to close it, the Sanhuamao had disappeared.

Feng Zhuo picked up the almost empty can, smiled helplessly and sighed, and said in a low voice: "Little scumbag."

Then close the door and throw the can into the trash can.

When he sat back on the sofa and picked up the bucket of instant noodles to eat instant noodles, Feng Zhuo suddenly felt very quiet.

Obviously it was only the small sound of the cat licking the canned food, but the obvious sound seemed to have disappeared, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Feng Zhuo lowered his head and continued to eat instant noodles, sucking loudly on purpose.

After eating and drinking, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then went to bed.

I don't know if Feng Zhuo fell asleep when he touched the pillow because of overuse of his brain today.

No sleep for one night.

When he woke up again, it was already bright outside.

Feng Zhuo was lying on the bed, his eyes hadn't opened yet, he just felt so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.

After a while, he touched the phone and looked sleepily at the time.

Nine forty in the morning.

And the screen showed that Duan Yi sent him a WeChat message.

Seven forty, "Y: What time is it today?"

Seven fifty, "Y:?"

At eight o'clock, "Y:."

Feng Zhuoyue felt more and more that the full stop that Duan Yi posted at the end was very spiritual.

It's like some kind of blatant sarcasm.

Feng Zhuo clicked on the keyboard and replied to Duan Yi: "It's afternoon, I'll have breakfast first."

Then he asked again: "Or the private room in the Internet cafe?"

Duan Yi quickly replied to him: "Yes."

Feng Zhuo pretended to be obedient and replied: "Alright Mr. Yi, then I'll go over and wait for you after breakfast."

breakfast.

Duan Yi, who had been playing games for more than an hour in the private room of the Internet cafe, stared at the phone screen with lowered eyes, and sneered softly.

What time is it for breakfast?

After Feng Zhuo washed up, he took his schoolbag and went out.

He went to the breakfast shop at the gate of the community first, and shouted as soon as he sat down, "Aunt Jiang!"

The proprietress poked her head out from the back kitchen and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhuo is here? Wait, Aunt Jiang specially left you a bowl of egg custard and a drawer of steamed buns."

The corner of Feng Zhuo's mouth turned up, and his tone of voice was happy: "Thank you, Aunt Jiang!"

Before leaving after breakfast, Feng Zhuo put the breakfast money under the bowl, and then he walked out of the breakfast shop and walked to the Internet cafe.

After a while, the proprietress came over to clear the table, saw Feng Zhuo's cash, she smiled helplessly and sighed: "This child."

Feng Zhuo answered the WeChat call from Tong Yanjia on the road.

"Brother Zhuo!" Yan Jia said, "My mother cooks fish at noon, so come to my house for lunch! After eating, let's go play ball!"

When Feng Zhuo heard that there was a delicious lunch, his eyes lit up instantly, and then he remembered that he had to make up lessons, and his eyes quickly darkened again.

He replied in a muffled voice: "I just ate, I won't eat at noon."

"Ah..." Yan Jia's tone was regretful, trying to continue coaxing: "Your favorite sweet and sour fish!"

"After eating, let's go to the basketball court to play basketball together! Or play games at home!"

Feng Zhuo desperately suppressed the urge to rush to Yan Jia's house, and used the last ounce of reason to reject Yan Jia righteously and sternly: "Don't eat, fight or play! Your father and I have an appointment with Duan Yi at the Internet cafe Make up lessons, I have to study hard in the future!"

Yan Jia was shocked and speechless for a while.

Then he missed the opportunity to ask Feng Zhuo, because Feng Zhuo cut off the phone after finishing speaking.

Yan Jia called again, Feng Zhuo didn't answer, and directly sent a sentence on WeChat: "Don't try to disturb Dad's study!"

Yan Jia typed quickly: "Who did you just say you made an appointment with? With the boss??"

Yan Jia: "Who swore a few days ago that even if the question was difficult to die, they would not ask the big boss to talk about the question?"

Yan Jia: "Slap in the face, Brother Zhuo!"

Feng Zhuo: "Because of that letter, I will admit it even if my face is swollen and bleeding!"

Feng Zhuo: "Duan Yi's topic is so easy to understand, I'm just so popular, why don't you!"

Yan Jia flattered: "Brother Zhuo is amazing! You are really a man who can bend and stretch!"

Then I caught another important point and sent: "Wait, you just said... where are you two going to make up classes?"

Yan Jia: "Internet cafe??"

Yan Jia: "Did I hear you right?!"

Feng Zhuo: "You are not deaf."

Yan Jia was surprised again: "It's the first time I heard that people go to Internet cafes to make up lessons...Are you two hanging around like this? Can you keep learning?"

Feng Zhuo: "Is it short-sighted? We are in the private room, quiet."

Yan Jia: "Short and shallow."

Afterwards, Yan Jia asked again: "You really won't come out to play today?"

Feng Zhuo: "If you try to lure me deliberately to delay my studies, I will meet you on the blacklist."

Yan Jia: "ojbk! You study hard, and I will play for you!"

Yan Jia: "I will send you photos to satisfy your craving for playing golf in the afternoon."

Feng Zhuo sneered, and locked Yan Jia into the small dark room without hesitation.

After putting away the phone, Feng Zhuo quickened his pace, wanting to sort out and recall yesterday's wrong questions before Duan Yi arrived to deepen his impression.

As soon as he stepped into the Internet cafe, the owner, Brother Chen, greeted him very familiarly: "Here we are."

Feng Zhuo nodded, "Brother Chen."

Brother Chen snorted, took a pack of ham and two bottles of water from the snack cabinet behind him and threw them to him, and said in a straightforward tone, "It's still the private room upstairs."

Feng Zhuo felt that something was wrong, but also contradictoryly felt that there was nothing wrong.

He hugged the ham and water that Brother Chen gave him, said thank you, then turned around and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

It wasn't until Feng Zhuo pushed open the door of the private room and saw Duan Yi sitting in the private room, wearing earphones and closing his eyes, that he finally understood what was wrong.

Brother Chen didn't ask anything just now, just told him that it was still the private room, and gave him two bottles of water.

It's because Duan Yi has already arrived.

Duan Yi, who closed his eyes and listened to music to pass the time, probably heard the sound, and slowly opened his eyes.

The youth's peach blossom eyes are dark and deep, with a coldness, which is particularly attractive.

He tore off the headphones casually and hung them around his neck.

The movements are lazy and casual.

Feng Zhuo put the water and ham on the table, and said to Duan Yi, "Brother Chen gave it."

Duan Yi made a low "um" sound, and his emotions were light.

Feng Zhuo sat on the seat next to him, and when he was taking out the test paper, he said again: "Why are you here so early?"

Duan Yi's voice was indifferent, and he said concisely: "Playing games."

"Oh..." Feng Zhuo said with a brazen smile, "I thought you'd been waiting for me all morning."

Duan Yi seemed to be a bit speechless: "Show some face."

Feng Zhuo asked him back: "Can the face be eaten?"

Duan Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he just asked: "Do you want to start now or wait until I come back from lunch?"

Feng Zhuo said "Hey", and suddenly turned his face, his eyes were full of excitement: "You haven't eaten lunch yet, have you?"

Duan Yi rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Do you think everyone eats breakfast for lunch like you?"

Feng Zhuo immediately said: "I'll treat you to lunch! I'll treat you to lunch!"

Duan Yi frowned lightly.

Please eat, please eat, what are you so excited about?

It was as if some conspiracy was waiting for him.

Feng Zhuo immediately took out his phone and released Yan Jia from the blacklist.

He quickly pressed his fingers back and forth on the keyboard of the phone, and sent a message to Yan Jia.

Feng Zhuo: "Master Jia, can the sweet and sour fish be taken away?"

Yan Jia: "100 yuan."

The wealthy Feng Zhuo directly transferred 300 yuan to him, and typed: "Add two servings of rice and send it to Erdong Internet Cafe."

Yan Jia immediately took the money, and replied, "ojbk, I'll take it for you when I finish lunch and go to play."

Duan Yi is a bit picky when it comes to eating.

So he asked Feng Zhuo in advance: "What are you going to treat me to?"

Feng Zhuo replied with a smile on his face: "Sweet and sour fish!"

Duan Yi: "..."

So happy, it turned out to be just sweet and sour fish.

It made him think that what he wanted to eat was abalone, lobster and hairy crab.

Seeing that he was still expressionless, Feng Zhuo couldn't help but boast to Duan Yi how delicious his mother's sweet and sour fish was.

In the end, his own saliva almost flowed out, and he unconsciously slipped his Adam's apple several times.

Duan Yi, who saw everything in his eyes, complained silently in his heart: This person is only promising.

After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he remembered to ask him: "Do you want to eat? If not, I'll order you another takeaway."

After all, Duan Yi specially gave him supplementary lessons, and he has worked hard, so it is very appropriate to invite him to dinner.

Duan Yi doesn't like fish.

But... Hearing Feng Zhuo's praise, he wanted to see how delicious this sweet and sour fish dish was.

"Eat." Duan Yi replied simply.

"Okay," Feng Zhuo said, "Then let's learn first, Yan Jia will bring the sweet and sour fish over after lunch."

An hour and a half later, Yan Jia, who appeared at the Internet cafe with a basketball in his arms, delivered the "Sweet and Sour Fish Takeaway".

Feng Zhuo couldn't wait to open the lunch box and thermos. In addition to sweet and sour fish and two servings of rice, Yan Jia's mother, Tang Zhi, specially packed chicken soup in a thermos for Yan Jia to deliver.

Feng Zhuo was even happier, "Aunt Tang is so kind! Give me back the chicken soup!"

Yan Jia was curiously looking down at Feng Zhuo's test paper, which was full of steps to correct questions. He heard that he laughed and said, "As soon as she heard that you are asking the boss to make up lessons, she started studying hard. I am afraid that you will not be able to keep up if you are tired and hungry. Come on, you still want me to persuade you to live in my house."

Feng Zhuo, who had caught a piece of fish and was picking the thorns, immediately refused: "Don't! I don't want to lose the freedom of being unattended."

Yan Jia's tone was as expected as I expected: "I knew you wouldn't agree."

Feng Zhuo put the fish into his mouth, and said "um" very satisfied, "It's delicious! Aunt Tang's craftsmanship is amazing!"

"Brother, what do you think?" Feng Zhuo stared at Duan Yi who had just stuffed the fish into his mouth with bright eyes.

Duan Yi didn't answer him immediately, but said, "Just call me by my name."

Don't always have buddies who are long and buddies who are short, they are obviously not very familiar.

Feng Zhuo agreed, and changed his words: "Is it delicious, Teacher Yi?"

Duan Yi: "Do you not understand human speech?"

After finishing speaking, without giving Feng Zhuo a chance to reply, he said, "It's much more delicious than the Oden you bought yesterday."

Feng Zhuo raised his lips instantly, "That must be done!"

Yan Jia glanced at the messages on the phone and said to them, "Eat slowly, I'm going to play ball!"

"Bye, brother Zhuo!"

"Goodbye, big brother!"

Before Feng Zhuo and Duan Yi could answer, Yan Jia had already left the private room with the basketball in his arms.

Feng Zhuo, who was actually hungry for basketball, sighed.

Duan Yi looked up at him.

Feng Zhuo regretted while drinking the chicken soup: "Oh, everything is for learning."

Like comforting myself.

Duan Yi: "..."

There are quite a lot of plays.

After the two of them finished their lunch, Duan Yi continued to give Feng Zhuo a lecture.

Once Feng Zhuo entered the state, he was extremely serious and focused, and his efficiency was also very high.

Moreover, Duan Yi keenly discovered that although Feng Zhuo had poor grades, he was not stupid, he could even be said to be very smart.

He can draw inferences about the problems he told him, and even if he encounters them again, he can directly write the correct problem-solving steps by himself.

It seems that the poor grades before were just because he didn't want to learn.

Make-up classes last from noon to evening.

Duan Yi finished explaining the last question to Feng Zhuo, put down his pen, and said to Feng Zhuo, "Let's stop here today, all the test papers are finished."

Feng Zhuo nodded, and continued writing quickly on the test paper without even lifting his eyelids.

Duan Yi, who got up to leave, saw that he was still not moving, so he cleared his throat and reminded him: "You have been studying for a whole afternoon, you can relax."

After Feng Zhuo finished writing the last step, he threw the pen on the test paper very coolly.

"It's finished." He picked up the phone and glanced at the message, then suddenly raised his face and asked Duan Yi: "Going to play?"

Duan Yi, who didn't want to play with him, stared down at Feng Zhuo.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Before Duan Yi said anything, Feng Zhuo got up and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Feng Zhuo naturally put his hands on Duan Yi's shoulders, and led Duan Yi out of the private room, speaking briskly: "Yan Jia and the class monitor are still on the basketball court, let us go find them to play after finishing our studies."

"Let's go, Teacher Yi," Feng Zhuo said very familiarly: "Let's play ball together!"

The back of Duan Yi's neck and shoulders are the most sensitive parts of his body.

He couldn't stand other people's hands on his shoulders, it would make his skin crawl uncontrollably, and he even wanted to shiver.

Instinctively, he suddenly shrugged his shoulders.

As soon as Feng Zhuo noticed his reaction and avoidance, Duan Yi raised his hand and pulled his claws off, and warned in a low voice with displeasure: "Don't touch my shoulder."

Feng Zhuo, who was caught off guard by being disgusted, was very puzzled: "I'm not a woman, what's the matter if I touch you."

Duan Yi glanced at him sideways, frowned and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with gender, it's because I can't accept others taking my shoulders."

The author says:

This article is also known as "Don't Touch My Shoulder"