Wild and easy to tame

Chapter 28

The clothes are his.

When he arrived at the school, Feng Zhuo saw the bored Yan Jia lying on the railing in the corridor, and immediately ran over.

"Yan Jia," Feng Zhuo stood in front of Yan Jia, with one hand resting on the railing and the other hand grabbing the zipper of his open school uniform jacket and fanning it. He grinned in a good mood and asked, "Am I handsome today?" ?”

Yan Jia opened his eyes wide, worried: "Are you still drunk? Why are you talking nonsense in broad daylight?"

Feng Zhuo raised his foot and kicked his calf, and scolded with a smile: "Get out of here!"

Yan Jia couldn't figure it out: "It doesn't look like she was drunk and not sober."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Hey, you and the boss..."

Before he finished asking, Duan Yi walked over at a leisurely pace.

He turned around and walked into the classroom, Feng Zhuo followed, and said to Yan Jia without looking back: "It's okay, it's okay."

Yan Jia muttered: "I want to ask why you two had a fight last night!"

Feng Zhuo was half a step behind Duan Yi, watching the small pendant hanging on Duan Yi's schoolbag dangling with Duan Yi's walking, very cute.

He smiled, and while no one was looking, he secretly reached out and pulled Duan Yi's fingers that were hanging on his side.

Duan Yi turned his face away and looked back at him.

Feng Zhuo, who had already withdrawn his hands calmly, raised his eyebrows, crossed his hands behind his head, looked foolish, and asked in a tone of beating, "Mr. Yi, what are you looking at me for?"

Duan Yi snorted with a half-smile, ignored him, and went straight to his seat.

He put down his schoolbag, then pulled back the chair and sat down.

Feng Zhuo passed behind him, and stroked Duan Yi's back with his fingers.

Then he sat down on his seat as if nothing had happened.

When Xiao Yuanqiu came back from the office, Yan Jia stopped him in the corridor facing the back door.

"Hey...Little Yuanqiu," he secretly said to Xiao Yuanqiu, "They're reconciled."

Xiao Yuanqiu was not surprised, and said with a smile: "Is it reconciled?"

Yan Jia frowned puzzled and said, "But I think Brother Zhuo is weird."

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuanqiu asked.

"I don't know, I can't say it, but it's abnormal." Yan Jia keenly sensed Feng Zhuo's abnormality with a little intuition of more than ten years.

Xiao Yuanqiu smiled without saying a word, shook his head, and then entered the classroom.

As soon as he stepped in, he turned his head and said to Yan Jia: "Class is about to start, why don't you come into the classroom yet?"

Yan Jia disliked it: "Why are you more nagging than Lao Ban?"

Even so, he entered the classroom obediently.

When he and Xiao Yuanqiu passed by Duan Yi's table, Duan Yi was clasping Feng Zhuo's hand tightly, and the clasped hand fell to the gap between them, hiding under the table, no one knew, no one noticed.

Feng Zhuo wanted to pull his hand back, but Duan Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't let go.

As if fighting back what he had just done to him.

When Yan Jia and Xiao Yuanqiu walked past Duan Yi's desk one after the other, Feng Zhuo's heart was in suspense, for fear of being discovered by them.

Fortunately, their clenched hands were hidden under the table, so they were not easy to be found, and they managed to escape the two.

However, in the next second, Lao Ban appeared at the back door of the classroom.

The point is, Yang Qijin checked the sanitary conditions in the classroom, and then turned to the aisle on their side without haste.

Duan Yi still didn't let go, Feng Zhuo's heart was in his throat.

He glared at him, in exchange for Duan Yi to bow his head and smile.

Duan Yi didn't expect that Feng Zhuo, who usually seemed fearless, would be so timid.

Feng Zhuo also didn't expect that the disciplined bully would turn out to be so weak in private, full of rebellion and rebelliousness.

Yang Qijin didn't find anything abnormal.

He passed by Duan Yi, and suddenly looked back at Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo grabbed Duan Yi's hand nervously, and asked calmly, "What's wrong, teacher?"

Yang Qijin said, "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

Feng Zhuo pretended to be calm and laughed: "No, it's just a little hot, I'll just take off my coat."

Yang Qijin nodded, turned around and walked forward, got on the podium, and began to prepare for the lecture.

Duan Yi finally let go.

Feng Zhuo was indeed hot all over, so he took off his school uniform jacket.

During class, the two of them didn't mess around, Duan Yi concentrated on brushing up the questions, and Feng Zhuo listened carefully.

In the morning break, Feng Zhuo and Yan Jia went to the bathroom.

Yan Jia finally noticed something was wrong.

He approached Feng Zhuo, smelled the smell on him, and said strangely: "This smell is different from your washing powder, but it is very similar to the washing powder on the boss."

Feng Zhuo didn't expect Yan Jia to grasp this point.

He couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Do you have a dog's nose? You know the smell of washing powder on our clothes."

Yan Jia said "嗐", "If I don't even know the smell on your clothes, this ten-year-old childhood would be too watery."

"What about Duan Yi? How do you know it so well?" Feng Zhuo asked.

Yan Jia chuckled, "I didn't know at first, isn't it that the four of us are always hanging out together during this period of time, and I feel it after a long time."

"I also know that the laundry detergent on Little Ball's body smells the same as the one I use at home!"

Feng Zhuo sighed: "You are awesome!"

Yan Jia changed the subject again: "So why do you smell like a boss?"

Feng Zhuo: "?"

"Fuck," he couldn't help scolding, "can you stop talking so shamelessly."

Yan Jia was scolded inexplicably, and was very wronged: "I said serious things, but you are not serious!"

Feng Zhuo explained with a guilty conscience: "The clothes belong to him."

"Ah... no wonder." Yan Jia understood.

Then he was puzzled: "But, why do you wear the school uniform of the boss?"

Feng Zhuo rolled his eyes at him, "My clothes are dirty, so I can only wear his clothes first."

"Oh..." Yan Jia answered halfway, and suddenly said in shock: "Fuck! Brother Zhuo, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you go home last night? Did you sleep at the boss's house?"

When Yan Jia mentioned it, Feng Zhuo couldn't help recalling what happened last night, and his body began to feel hot.

He replied vaguely: "Yes."

Yan Jia asked curiously: "How is it? What's the boss's house like? Tell me quickly."

Feng Zhuo sneered, "There's nothing to say."

Yan Jia said: "To tell you the truth, I have always felt that the big brother has a kind of air of a young master, that kind of noble air, you know? Is his family rich?"

Feng Zhuo thought for a while, and replied: "It should be, a single-family villa, there is an aunt who cooks at home, and his mother seems to be very busy at work."

Yan Jia chased after him and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Also..." Feng Zhuo said with a smile: "His mother is beautiful, she is also very kind, and she is very enthusiastic."

"Oh, by the way," Feng Zhuo proudly showed off to Yan Jia, "I'm the first classmate to go to Duan Yi's house, hehehe."

Yan Jia: "..."

"Look how amazing you are, your tail is up to the sky."

Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "None of you have been there, only I have been."

"Oh," Yan Jia sighed, "I got it, I got it, you've been to the boss's house, you're amazing."

When the two of them returned to the classroom, Duan Yi was discussing with Xiao Yuanqiu, and there was his water glass in his hand, which contained the water he had just brought back.

Feng Zhuo looked at his empty glass, unceremoniously picked up his water glass, and said, "I'll pour some."

Duan Yi said "hmm", let Feng Zhuo unscrew the lid of the cup, and poured half of the water in the quilt into Feng Zhuo's water cup.

Xiao Yuanqiu raised his eyelids, glanced at Duan Yi and Feng Zhuo, then lowered his head with a smile, and continued to write his steps to solve the problem.

Feng Zhuo poured half of Duan Yi's water, and then took his own water glass and started drinking.

Duan Yi turned his head to look at him, Feng Zhuo was pouring water with his head up, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, inexplicably seductive.

He quickly withdrew his gaze, stared down at the steps of solving the problem written by Xiao Yuanqiu, and forced himself to suppress those wandering thoughts.

At noon, everyone was very active.

Because today the restaurant has braised pork ribs and potato brisket.

Feng Zhuo went to buy ribs, and Duan Yi bought beef brisket.

After the two finally sat at the dining table, they changed their lunch in a tacit understanding.

Yan Jia next to him couldn't understand what they were doing, and asked, "What are you two doing? Just go and buy the food you want, why bother to exchange it."

Xiao Yuanqiu really thinks that Yan Jia is an idiot.

Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said bitterly: "I'm willing to do so."

Yan Jia replied to him: "I didn't say that, brother Zhuo, are you stupid just to drink alcohol?"

"Your sister!" Feng Zhuo scolded, "You're an idiot!"

Duan Yi remained silent, already lowering his head to eat the ribs.

Today's braised pork ribs are very good.

After a while, Feng Zhuo's chopsticks stuck into Duan Yi's dinner plate.

He picked up a piece of ribs, smiled and said, "Give me a piece."

Duan Yi paused slightly while holding the chopsticks, but did not stop Feng Zhuo.

He even ate a piece of beef brisket from Feng Zhuo's plate.

Yan Jia next to him was shocked.

He turned his face in disbelief and asked Xiao Yuanqiu with his eyes.

Xiao Yuanqiu mentioned to Yan Jia before that Duan Yi is obsessed with cleanliness.

But, now, what's the situation? ?

Xiao Yuanqiu became more certain of his guess.

Not only did the two reconcile, but they also fell in love.

Xiao Yuanqiu just smiled at Yan Jia, did not speak, and continued to eat his own food.

After lunch, on the way back to the classroom, Yan Jia grabbed Xiao Yuanqiu, deliberately fell behind Duan Yi and Feng Zhuo, and whispered to Xiao Yuanqiu: "Little Yuanqiu, I find them more and more weird."

Xiao Yuanqiu pretended not to understand: "What's so strange?"

Yan Jia said, "It's weird everywhere! Since I came to school this morning, everything seems wrong."

Xiao Yuanqiu still pretended to be stupid: "Really?"

Yan Jia sighed, "Oh, I can't explain it to you."

Xiao Yuanqiu laughed, "You should worry more about your grades, the midterm exam will be next month."

Yan Jia wailed: "You really don't know which pot to open and which pot to carry."

Although Feng Zhuo was studying very hard, he was absolutely unambiguous when it was time to rest.

During the lunch break, Feng Zhuo put on his school uniform jacket from the front to the back, lay down on the desk, and fell asleep smelling the familiar smell of washing powder.

Duan Yi also rested his head on his arms and squinted for a while.

Twenty minutes later, the classroom was extremely quiet. Most of the students were taking a nap, and a very few students were still working hard on the questions. Occasionally, there was a very subtle sound of turning the pages of the test paper.

Duan Yi woke up, and the moment he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Feng Zhuo was sleeping soundly with his head turned to him.

When he was asleep, he completely lost his usual arrogance and surlyness in front of people, and looked particularly docile.

Duan Yi inexplicably thought of Feng Zhuo's extremely aggrieved appearance crying in front of him last night.

He slowly moved his fingers, and without anyone's knowledge, he gently touched the hand that was pillowed by Feng Zhuo with his fingertips.

Feng Zhuo was disturbed, and raised his free hand to grab Duan Yi's.

Immediately, she took his hand off the table and fell down.

This time it was Feng Zhuo who didn't let go, he clasped Duan Yi's hand, and gently scratched Duan Yi's palm with his fingers.

Feng Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Duan Yi sleepily.

"Teacher Yi," he called him in a low voice, and then invited, "Will you go to the Internet cafe after school today?"

"I need you," Feng Zhuo said, "give me extra lessons."

Duan Yi looked at him, and whispered back: "Yes, but I want a reward."