MTL - Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin-Chapter 251 Perfect New World (15)

This question was not answered until the summer vacation of Chi Xiaochi.

He sat opposite Zhu Shoucheng and wrote Happy Summer Vacation.

After Zhu Shoucheng wrote a lesson plan on the computer, he leaned out and asked him, "Where can I not?"

Chi Xiaochi casually took a geometric problem, where should the auxiliary line of humble advice be drawn.

According to his observations, Zhu Shoucheng was a very patient man.

No wonder he didn't notice Zhu Shoucheng's malice when he was a kid. In the first three days of tuition, Zhu Shoucheng did not show any attempt to cross the border. There is nothing wrong with it.

He can only wait.

Like Chi Xiaochi, Zhu Shoucheng is also waiting.

Zhu Shoucheng is an experienced hunter, and Chi Xiaochi is an excellent prey rare in his career.

If I can make him love him too ...

in case……

With such a beautiful dream, after helping Chi Xiaochi solve the geometry problem, Zhu Shoucheng returned to the computer and continued to write on the "teaching plan": Chi Xiaochi, lacking fatherly love and motherly love, should be cared for emotionally.

At the end, he added today's newly edited content to a folder called "Ichikoike".

Every student he loves will have such a dedicated folder on his computer.

The next day, after Chi Xiaochi came to his house, he held down his workbook that he was about to open, as if his parents were afraid that Chi Xiaochi was going to work. He booed and said gently, "We do n’t learn today. Let's go fishing with the teacher. "

As he expected, Chi Xiaochi blinked in surprise and surprise: "Fishing?"

Zhu Shoucheng knew that very few children of the age of Chi Xiaochi really liked studying, and would rather go out and wander around for a day without aiming, rather than facing the exercise book for an hour.

Persisting with the children all year round, Zhu Shoucheng's adulthood is mixed with childishness that does not match his age, which makes it easy for him to give the child the illusion of "he is with my country" and feels kind.

He smiled and said, "Yes. The teacher wants to be lazy today and doesn't want to go to class. Can you accompany the teacher?"

To quickly get closer to the child, it is simple, just play with him, please him, and then share the same secret with him.

Zhu Shoucheng took Chi Xiaochi to a hanging fishing pond where he used to go.

The owner of the fish pond recognized him and saw him enthusiastically when he saw his fishing rod on his back: "Mr. Zhu, bring students to fishing again."

Zhu Shoucheng nodded to his boss.

And these words really aroused Chi Xiaochi's curiosity.

Zhu Shoucheng bowed his head and explained with a smile: "The teacher likes fishing."

He researched and compared, fishing is a very suitable activity to bring students.

Boys of this age rarely fish, just listening to feel that the name is fresh, but usually do not take the initiative to try, often sitting for a while will become agitated.

At this time, Zhu Shoucheng shot.

His fishing skills are quite superb, he has hand-made incense baits, and he has learned the habits of the fish in this river. As long as he secretly changes the bait, the fish will be hooked within five minutes.

Children of this age, both men and women, have more or less admiration for those who "can easily do what they can't."

About half an hour later, Zhu Shoucheng took the fishing rod from Chi Xiaochi as he planned, and went fishing for him. He spread his legs on the small stool and patted mosquitoes.

There are always a lot of mosquitoes at the water's edge. Without Zhu Shoucheng's reminder, Chi Xiaochi brought nothing. Zhu Shoucheng lent the toilet water he had prepared to Ji Xiaochi.

Watching the pale green liquid faint on his slippery arms and calves, Zhu Shoucheng swallowed the saliva gently, properly gathering the greed in his eyes.

"Koike, your legs are really white and straight." Zhu Shoucheng praised this, without any sensuality in it, like an ordinary sincere praise, "should go to play basketball."

Chi Xiaochi lowered his head and smeared his calf, and his slender and soft muscles were pressed into a wonderful arc under his palm: "I play basketball well."

Zhu Shoucheng said, "Is it? Let's discuss it someday?"

Chi Xiaochi was surprised: "The teacher can play basketball?"

At this point, Zhu Shoucheng's fishing rod was bent by a fat stupid fish.

He threw the fish out of the water and fell to the ground.

Looking at Ji Xiaochi's eyes lit up instantly, Zhu Shoucheng was satisfied.

He picked up the fish and took the hook off the fish's mouth, his eyes glowed strangely like the fish.

In the evening, he returned home and fell on the bed with his clothes, pulled up his collar, and was covered with the garlic aroma of grilled fish.

But Zhu Shoucheng didn't want to take a bath.

He remembered how the boy chewed the fish under the light, and how he felt when he peeled the fish skin and separated the tender fish with chopsticks.

He was very grateful that he had not given up the prey before.

Zhu Shoucheng thought, he got another love.

When he was in a good mood, his son called to inform Xi.

He said that his plan to go to the United States has been highly praised by his superiors. If it is not unexpected, he will go to the United States for preliminary work about a week later.

The son expressed strong disappointment on the phone, saying that the only thing he couldn't rest assured was his father, asking his father if he wanted to go abroad with him.

Zhu Shoucheng guarded his garden. It was when the spring breeze was proud, and his heart was full of sweet love. How could he agree to such a proposal, and gently refused: "Okay, just as we had previously agreed, I will go to you as soon as I retire. , I will bring you children with plums in the United States, ah. "

The son on the phone was a little choked, saying that Meizi would pack his luggage for him. He wanted to stay home with his father for two days while he was still in the country.

This undoubtedly disrupted the rhythm of Zhu Shoucheng's strategy.

But he knew how to manage his own image, so after putting down the phone, he went to the Chi family in person and told Chi Xiaochi's parents two days off.

For the next two days, he could only watch Koike pass by in the crack of the door, listening to his step-by-step downstairs and the sound of video game music coming from the diagonally downstairs room. Imagine The expression on Chi Koike's face was sweet.

Zhu Shoucheng is a very affectionate person. When he is determined to have a love with each student, he will immerse himself wholeheartedly. Therefore, he can get a new youth every time.

After his son reluctantly bid farewell to him, Chi Xiaochi once again started daily tuition.

In order to dilute the boredom that he might have after learning to play, and to prevent him from transferring this boredom to himself, Zhu Shoucheng was not in a hurry to guide his homework, but instead chatted during tuition hours, asking him with concern: " Koike, you have a little rash. "

Chi Xiaochi raised his arm: "Well. It's easy to get a rash when I change seasons."

"We are an old building and an old building here. It is already wet, and it is not easy to get a rash if it is heated again." Zhu Shoucheng took out the ointment specially for treating dermatitis. Didn't think about getting you some medicine? "

Chi Xiaochi poked his lips: "They don't care about this kind of thing. They just think I've been bitten by a mosquito."

Zhu Shoucheng shook his head and said, "Not like that."

Zhu Shoucheng's notes clearly stated that he wanted to resonate with young boys. There were a few simple tricks, scolding teachers, parents, and girls.

Try a hundred spirits.

The results this time did not disappoint him.

Zhu Shoucheng easily pried open the box of Chi Xiaochi. The two talked together about the parents of the Chi family. They kept talking about the twilight hours. The more the Chi Xiaochi said more and more, the family did not want to go back. Hit the teacher.

Zhu Shoucheng heard the words, a small fire murmured in his heart, and his throat was burnt and thirsty.

But he still follows the steps of the lesson plan that he wrote in advance. He is gentle, and the family still has to return. However, if you want, the teacher's home is open to you at any time.

The development of things is so good that even Zhu Shoucheng feels a little tedious.

This hunt was nothing challenging for the old hunter.

Fortunately, the prey is seductive enough to greatly reduce the boringness of the chasing process.

For nearly half a month of tuition, Zhu Shoucheng carefully took care of this beautiful fruit, and moisturized it a little bit to ripen it.

Summer is a good season for harvest.

At noon one day, when the electric switch clicked off, and when he sweated on the bed sweating and found that he couldn't bear the miss of Chi Xiaochi, Zhu Shoucheng knew that it was time.

Zhu Shoucheng got out of bed wearing slippers, doing inspection work with little or no detail, inspected the refrigerator, and prepared candy in the bedside table.

Every child gets a piece of sugar after being harvested.

When Zhu Shoucheng spread the bed sheet a little flat, he touched a pale brown halo, and then suddenly remembered that this bed sheet seemed to have been used by the last child lying here.

The blood on my head cannot be washed away.

Zhu Shoucheng still vaguely remembered that after the incident, the child was lying on the bed with blank eyes.

He whispered, "Teacher, am I doing something wrong?"

Zhu Shoucheng told him that it was love, and then took his picture.

... to every detail.

As a skilled worker, Zhu Shoucheng knew too much about the intensity of a boy's shame.

They won't say what happened to them because the world talks about sexual changes every day.

If it is said that a weak girl is harmed, and she can rely on "female innate physical weakness" to add a layer of helpless sadness, then even a boy is not worthy of possession, and he will even get a right for the injury He is mean in masculinity.

"Don't you run?"

"Can't you beat me?"

"Then you're so wasteful, you won't even fight."

Young boys who are injured are often ashamed to open their teeth a hundred times more than girls. Even if they are anonymous on the Internet, they would rather not say it. Others see.

The photos and videos left by Zhu Shoucheng severed their last revenge of revenge.

Unless Zhu Shoucheng is killed, no one can guarantee that these things left behind when they are ignorant will be passed on, will they destroy their existing family, destroy their reputation and let them become others The little gossip and jokes after people's tea.

Their lives have been wounded from the roots. Is it because of this person that they can easily get rid of the flowers they can easily produce in the ruins.

As a result, in the end, there is only a sentence of "forget" that seems to be light and light, but it is full of sores.

Zhu Shoucheng did not change this sheet.

He walked to the door of Chi Xiaochi's house and slammed the door.

"Did you take a nap? This is a power outage, it's strangely hot. I have mung bean popsicles in my house. Are you coming?"

The sleepy-eyed child inside came with his schoolbag unsuspecting as usual.

Zhu Shoucheng stared in fascination at the child who was eating mung bean popsicles, and wiped the corners of his lips with paper.

Chi Xiaochi first hid subconsciously, but soon tamed: "Thank you."

A beautiful child is the most tempting whatever she says.

And a beautiful and tame child, to Zhu Shoucheng, is the treasure of this world.

Zhu Shoucheng spoke softly and wildly, lovingly, tenderly, praisefully, overflowing with the poetic and passion of prose poems.

The progress went beyond imagination. Chi Xiaochi was as ignorant as all the children he had met. Under his command, he laid on the **** sheet.

When Zhu Shoucheng was about to cover his fruit and prepare for harvest, he suddenly froze.

"……teacher."

Chi Xiaochi's voice sounded a little trembling, but Zhu Shoucheng had no time to tell if it was because of fear or excitement.

"Why don't you move?"

The cold sweat on Zhu Shoucheng's back fell down.

... He didn't know when the paper knife was held by Chi Koike.

And now, the sharp blade of snow was stuck between his legs.