Dedicated to the silly little white artist

Chapter 130

27

Mr. Bai took Zheng He to eat delicious food.

Well, Zheng He found that he was a foodie, no matter how he tried to cover it up, he couldn't cover it up.

Mr. Bai didn't eat much, and most of the time, the red wine glass was dangling next to him. Zheng He touched his half-filled belly, and wanted to ask him several times if he could eat the steak for himself since it didn't move. But it was too embarrassing to think about it, and I still suppressed my inner desire.

Mr. Bai put down his wine glass, looked at Zheng He drinking soup from the small spoon, and asked, "Are you full?"

Zheng He nodded and said, "I'm full."

Mr. Bai chuckled, handed him a towel, and said, "Wipe your mouth, why is it like my son, eating and getting it all over his face."

Zheng He remembered that Mr. Bai did have a son named Bai Chenze...Bai Chenmu...Bethune...what's his name?

"His name is Bai Runze." Mr. Bai said.

"I know him," Zheng He said, "I saw it in a book, does he look like you?"

Mr. Bai was a little distressed, and said, "It's a little uglier than me."

Zheng He held back his laughter in great pain.

Mr. Bai, you are so honest hahahaha...

28

Aunt Zhao had already left when he got home. Zheng He ran upstairs to get the book up. Mr. Bai saw his hurry and said, "Tell me when you're done. I have something to ask you."

"Oh." Zheng He poked his head out and nodded.

He suddenly felt very comfortable getting along with Mr. Bai. Mr. Bai is a nice person and good-looking. Sometimes he acts like an elder and doesn't put on airs for you.

Mr. Bai was sitting on the rocking chair with two books stacked next to him. He had finished reading Zheng He's book today, and he was pressing on the other book at this time, revealing the title page.

Putting the books neatly in the schoolbag, Zheng He weighed them with his hands. He estimated that they weighed almost twenty catties. He sighed and wondered how he would go upstairs tomorrow.

Putting on his home clothes, Zheng He went to the hall, sat on the sofa, and asked, "What can you do for me?"

"I've finished reading this book." Mr. Bai returned Zheng He's book and said, "I believe what you said, because I also encountered the same thing as you." He took his own book stand up.

Zheng He stared at the similar names and packaging of the two books, and asked, "You...what is that book about?"

Mr. Bai rubbed his temples and said, "I met you at the age of 30 and fell in love with you."

Zheng He blushed instantly like a tomato.

For a while, neither of them spoke. After a while, Zheng He asked in a low voice, "Then, what do you think?"

Mr. Bai leaned on his head with one hand, tapped his fingers rhythmically on his knees, and suddenly asked, "Do you have a lover now?"

Zheng He shook his head violently.He is not a person who will fall in love early.

"Is there anyone you like?" Bai En asked.

Zheng He continued to shake his head, his goddess probably hasn't been born yet.

"Well..." Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He's face and said, "Since this is a choice made by God, and according to the content in the book, we will be together after 11 years, so it's better to advance."

Zheng He looked dull: "Then what do you mean?"

"Come to my room tonight." Mr. Bai made a final decision.

Zheng He:"……"

I can't keep my chrysanthemum, right?

29

Mr. Bai was not gay at this time, so Zheng He was actually huddled in a small corner that night, and Mr. Bai occupied 90.00% of the space on the bed that was big enough for four or five grown men to lie on it at the same time.

Neither of them did anything.

Zheng He has been studying for many years, and he is used to getting up at six o'clock in the morning, rummaging around in a daze to find the alarm clock like before. He still wondered why today when he couldn't finish rummaging, he rummaged directly into Mr. Bai in the arms.

Mr. Bai deserved to sleep on his side, with his arms resting on the side of the pillow. Zheng He's neck was just resting on it, and he felt so comfortable that he didn't want to move.

Mr. Bai was in a deep sleep, and he didn't feel that there was another person in his arms at all. The side face with his eyes closed was so beautiful.

So, the two of them fell asleep like this again. It wasn't until 09:30 when the secretary saw that Mr. Bai's work time was approaching, so he made a phone call to wake them up.

"Phone..." Zheng He whispered.

"Yeah." Mr. Bai threw the mobile phone next to the cabinet to the ground carelessly with his hands. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng He who was sleeping with a flushed face.

"You..." Mr. Bai just uttered a word, as if remembering something, he closed his mouth, leaned his head on the pillow again, and looked down at the boy in his arms quietly.

Zheng He couldn't sleep because of the noise from his mobile phone. He rubbed against Mr. Bai's chest and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He opened his eyes cautiously, and moved his gaze upwards——

Ooooooooooooooo!

How did he get into Mr. Bai's arms? !

"Good morning." Mr. Bai held Zheng He's chin to make him look up, kissed him good morning on his forehead, smiled lightly and looked at Zheng He's blushing face, and got out of bed.

Zheng He clutched his forehead and was at a loss for a long time. He was basically sure that if he continued to stay by Mr. Bai's side, he would definitely be bent sooner or later!Why are you so seductive!Damn!

Putting on his shirt and trousers, Mr. Bai bent down to pick up the cell phone that had dropped the battery, looked at the time on it, and asked, "Aren't you going to school today?"

"Go to school," Zheng He bent down to get his little shirt.

"It's almost ten o'clock." Mr. Bai showed Zheng He the phone screen.

Zheng He was stunned for a while, then fell off the bed, went to get dressed with a pale face, Mr. Bai looked at him with his arms crossed, and said, "Anyway, it's almost noon, so don't go to school."

"If you don't go to school, you have to tell the class teacher." Zheng He said in a hurry.

"What's your teacher's phone number?" Mr. Bai said, "I'll help you ask for leave."

Zheng He looked at Mr. Bai speechlessly, and said, "Mr. Bai, I am still a student."

"I know." Mr. Bai said: "You are still wearing a school uniform now."

"The task of the students is to go to school." Zheng He shouted: "You can't indulge me like this every day, you know?"

"But I don't think you need to go to school for your grades," Mr. Bai said leisurely: "I listen to the lectures with my eyes closed, and I have never lowered your grades."

"Just pretend that I went to school to play, can't you?" Zheng He wanted to cry, but he knew that his grades were not good. Why is Mr. Bai so venomous?

"Go and wash your face," Mr. Bai saw Zheng He's insistence, and said, "Don't rush away, eat your breakfast, you're late anyway, so it's not too late."

"Okay..." Zheng He thought it was the same. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said excitedly: "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, may I ask you something?"

"Huh?" Mr. Bai turned around.

Zheng He clasped his hands together and said, "Can you call the teacher for me and tell him why I didn't go to school?"

Mr. Bai smiled and asked, "What's the reason? Did you oversleep with me?"

"Don't be so ambiguous," Zheng He said angrily, "Just say that I have a stomachache in the morning, and it turns out I'm late."

"Forget it," Mr. Bai waved his hand and said, "I'll go directly to your class with you. I'm not used to using a mobile phone."

"Will that be a trick?" Zheng He asked worriedly.

Mr. Bai smiled and closed the door.

thirty

When Zheng He finished packing, he found that Mr. Bai was wearing a coat.

"Don't you want to have breakfast?" Zheng He asked.

"Go out to eat." Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He looked at the pile of snacks on the kitchen table and said, "Aunt Zhao has prepared them for both of us."

"It's cold." Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He found out that he really knew Mr. Bai, and from these two words, he could deduce that this man must not even turn on the gas, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Don't put on your clothes, I'll go heat it up. "

Because of the relationship between Zheng's parents and Zheng's mother, Zheng He has practiced a good skill in cooking early on. Basically, it is not a problem to deal with food and clothing, not to mention that the snacks are already prepared, and he only needs to heat them up.

Mr. Bai was standing next to Zheng He when he was heating things, Zheng He said: "There is oily smoke in here, you go out and wait."

"It's okay." Mr. Bai said, suddenly lowered his head and leaned his head on Zheng He's shoulder.

Zheng He's whole arm became stiff immediately, and he didn't dare to move. He asked in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"

"No." Mr. Bai raised his head again, turned around and left.

Zheng He thought about it for a while, and suddenly he laughed out loud. Why did he feel that Mr. Bai acted like a cat just now? Oh, is it possible that he is thanking himself in that way?

Zheng He thought about it for a moment, with a smirk on his face.

31

While in the car, Zheng He turned on his mobile phone, and found that it was full of calls from Xuan Mingming and Guo Xiaopang. Zheng He figured it out, it should be recess time, and quickly dialed the number to Xuan Mingming up.

Xuan Mingming and Guo Xiaopang were discussing countermeasures together at this time. Seeing Zheng He calling himself, he immediately pressed the call button and shouted, "Where did you go? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Zheng He covered his ears and listened to his shout beside him, and said, "What's the matter, what are you doing in such a hurry? Mingming, do you miss me?"

Mr. Bai sat beside him and squinted over.

Zheng He immediately put away his teasing, and said seriously, "I'll be there right away."

[Hey hey, don't come here now, think about how to deal with the old hag, she got angry in class this morning, saying that you didn't clean up the teacher, now you don't even go to school, you have to Looking for your father, we can't stop it no matter what, we are so anxious to death. ] "Damn! She is sick! Can my head teacher deal with me at will? If he tells me to clean the classroom, I have to clean the classroom. Has she figured out the whole story of what happened? Is he just bullying people like this?"

[Tell her this, she is like a demon now, anyway, you should hurry to school and see what to do. 】After Xuan Mingming finished speaking, the class bell just rang, and he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Zheng He was so angry that he reached out to call Zheng's mother. Mr. Bai asked, "What's wrong?"

"My class teacher bullies people," Zheng He was so angry that he told him what happened during this period. Mr. Bai said, "That is to say, someone in your class said you plagiarized, and then she punished you to clean up the classroom, but you didn't Plagiarism, right?"

Zheng He nodded, and said: "You said this is not angry, does the dinosaur girl believe what she says? Bullying people don't take such things, right?"

"Don't be angry," Mr. Bai smiled, and said, "I happen to know the principal of your school. You can go to the principal's office with me for a while, and I will invite your class teacher over."

Zheng He hesitated, and said: "My parents are still in school, and I haven't told them when I live with you now, so it's okay."

"It's okay," Mr. Bai said, "I won't let anyone else know except the person involved."

Hearing what Mr. Bai said, Zheng He was relieved. Although he faintly felt that he seemed to be relying too much on Mr. Bai, it was a good feeling to have someone help you choose a way to deal with it when he was at a loss.