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Ye Jia returned to the bedroom at seven o'clock in the evening.

It was rare for him to go back to Yunjin Garden, and Shen Zhiyun ordered him takeout for dinner, and he ordered mushroom black chicken soup.

The black chicken soup is made with wolfberry, astragalus slices, chicken fir mushrooms and cordyceps flowers.

It stands to reason that this kind of healthy chicken soup with a little medicinal taste will taste very strange, but it really comes to the mouth, in this cold and windy winter evening, a mouthful of warm chicken soup goes down the stomach, but the taste is unusually delicious, the chicken is juicy and tender, and the side dishes are soft but not rotten, so that Ye Jia, a half-sized child, ate two bowls of rice.

Ye Jia's posture looks thin, and when he takes off his clothes, he can see a thin layer of soft and smooth muscles, and when the waist and abdominal muscles are tight, they will outline the lines, and flexibly extend to the two straight and well-proportioned thighs.

Shen Zhiyun loves to hug him here.

He also has a big appetite, he never picks anything to eat, he is very good to feed, he looks cold and dusty on the surface, delicate and exquisite, as if the ingredients in the entrance must be fresh, the ingredients are exquisite, and the food in the high school cafeteria is so unpalatable, he hasn't lost a pound of meat.

It's carved out of the same mold as Father Ye, and he only has the thing at hand with all his heart.

Not shrewd when you should be shrewd, not shrewd when you should be dull.

Mother Ye sighed a lot behind her back, thinking that if the old Ye family didn't have her, it would be over. When Ye Jia grows up, she has only one requirement for choosing a daughter-in-law, and she has to be a shrewd woman who can run the house.

It would be better if it were Yan Kong.

In terms of face, Ye Mu is still more assured.

After eating and drinking, Ye Jia returned to school with a computer bag, and there was no computer in the computer bag, so he put a scarf that he temporarily took away from Yunjinyuan.

He braved the cold wind and went back to his bedroom.

As soon as the door was opened, the warm atmosphere in the bedroom spread, He Ziye and Zhou Jin played games, and the other wore headphones to exercise, both of which were quite comfortable. Seeing him come back in the dust, he looked at him with some surprise: "Why did you come back?" ”

"It's too cold, I'm out for dinner." Ye Jia's hands and feet were cold, and there was still hot water in the water dispenser, he looked left and right, took down the mug on the shelf, mixed it with a cup of warm water, and held it in the palm of his hand to warm his hands.

A glass of warm water warms up all the internal organs.

Ye Jia slowed down and took off his coat and scarf.

The thick scarf was wrapped around three times, covering his entire jaw, this scarf was a little wet, the cold wind in the evening carried the mist condensed by the cold air, coupled with the heating exhaled by Ye Jia, he put the scarf in the laundry basin, planning to wash it later.

Good thing I had a new scarf in my backpack.

Unzipping the backpack, Ye Jia inadvertently caught a glimpse of a pair of eyes, and was sneakily peeking at him, taking a look back at it, and then looking at it again after a few seconds.

It's Lian Ansheng.

frowned unconsciously, Ye Jia thought that Lian An Sheng was not in the bedroom, otherwise He Ziye and the two would not be so comfortable, he looked at He Ziye with inquiring eyes.

He Ziye shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice: "Who knows what kind of nerves he committed, he never got out of bed when he came back." ”

"Not looking for anything?" Ye Jia was surprised.

He Ziye pouted: "Not really." ”

…… Lian Ansheng: Is this a change of sex?

No, Ye Jia thought about the internship visit to Haishitai next week, and knew that Lian Ansheng was better than less than more, and he had already begun to converge.

It's best if he doesn't look for trouble, and Ye Jia doesn't want to stare at his small movements all the time.

After collecting his thoughts, Ye Jia took out the scarf in his backpack and hung it on the hanger next to the desk.

"I'm going to do the laundry."

He found the laundry detergent and went out with the laundry tub.

As soon as Ye Jia left, the bedroom was quiet again.

Zhou Jin was still playing games, crackling with the mouse and keyboard.

He Ziye was wearing headphones and sitting on Ye Jia's chair nearby, the dark brown LV scarf on top of his head hanging behind him. He thought the scarf was in the way, so he waved his fan-like palm and pushed the scarf to the side.

Suddenly, his gaze swept to the mug on Ye Jia's table.

The mouth of the Hermès platinum mosaic cup is filled with heat.

I am cold in water.

He Ziye slowly stretched out his hand to the cup.

"Huh?" A question came out of his throat.

In the silence, he didn't notice a pair of eyes staring at him.

……

Lian Ansheng had already suspected that he had been living all day, and he was still in the bedroom at this point, just to wait for Ye Jia to come back to observe him.

He's a bit like a frightened bird now, so nervous that he doesn't think anyone can look at him.

Ye Jianeng has been playing with He Ziye and Zhou Jin for three years, and the relationship is so iron, and he occasionally goes out to travel together during the holidays, maybe He Ziye and Zhou Jin are also little people with a little background?

Or -

In fact, He Ziye and Zhou Jin have long noticed that Ye Jia is not ordinary?

This thought made Lian Ansheng more and more unable to sit still, if he was the only one in the entire dormitory who was kept in the dark, then He Ziye and Zhou Jin would not laugh at him in private.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that He Ziye finally made a move and stretched out his hand to Ye Jia's cup.

Lian Ansheng's heart suddenly hung in his throat,...... Exercise! He Ziye really found out that Ye Jia was wrong! Also, it is so obvious that it is a Hermes mug, how could He Ziye not recognize it!

What's to be done?

Appreciating, playing, and by the way, evaluating a sentence in the bottom of my heart is it worth it?

His chest was throbbing, and Lian An Sheng swallowed dryly, and then, he saw He Ziye picking up the water cup, facing the silver square in the shape of a mosaic on the surface of the cup, and slowly raised his hand - brushing his hair.

He Ziye looked at the vague and hazy self in the silver square film appreciatively, carefully played with his bangs, and commented on himself in his heart that he was really manly, so he put down the cup with satisfaction and continued to sweat and exercise.

He Ziye: "Hey, hey, hey!" ”

Lian Ansheng: "......"

Lian Ansheng: "? ”

Lian An Sheng almost spurted out a mouthful of Ling Xiao's blood, he twitched the corners of his mouth, did not believe in evil, and went to see Zhou Jin again. He Ziye's IQ is forgotten, maybe Zhou Jin ......

Zhou Jin just finished a round of games, stretched his waist, passed by He Ziye, and also caught a glimpse of the misty water cup on Ye Jia's table.

I saw a faint smile on the corner of Zhou Jin's mouth.

Lian Ansheng suddenly looked at him nervously.

Well, sure enough, people can't be disguised! Zhou Jin, you are a dead house on the surface, but in fact, you have more eyes than anyone else behind your back!

Zhou Jin held his black black water cup, and deliberately waited until the hot water boiled to 100° before putting Macbeth on the sink of the water dispenser and pressing the water connection.

As the hot water flows, the appearance of the black mug slowly changes color and turns from black to white, gradually revealing a female anime character.

Little Lori is wearing a maid outfit and a double ponytail, with a bewitching posture and pitiful posture.

Zhou Jin happily picked up his water cup, and when he passed by He Ziye, he glanced at Ye Jia's extremely monotonous mug again, and continued to smile vaguely.

Smile Smile Smile –

Lian Ansheng: "......" laughing hair!

I'm really it.

You're embarrassed to make comparisons with your dark eyes???

So far, Lian Ansheng has not reacted to the fact that these two people are really stupid, so he has lived in vain for so many years, he has grown up safely in the Lian family by relying on his eyesight, and what he hates the most is those characters with low emotional intelligence and no eyes.

Especially these characters, even he was indirectly 'hidden' for three years!

Lian Ansheng, who found that he had suffered in vain this day, was annoyed and ashamed, and immediately turned over and sat up, and opened the bed curtain to find fault.

"Bang"

The door to the dormitory was pushed open.

Lian Ansheng's eyelids jumped and he looked up.

Ye Jia walked in from outside the house with a basin, the temperature in the corridor was different from the bedroom, he only wore a round-necked sweatshirt, with long sleeves to his elbows, ten slender fingers, and the heat of the water room made his eyes light red, and his expression was very light.

In addition to the scarf, there are two sets of autumn clothes and pants in the laundry tub.

The washing machines on each floor of Haida are shared, the coat is fine, and Ye Jia, who wears the clothes closely, does not like to wash them in the washing machine, and they are generally washed by hand.

His arms were a little sore, and he had a hard time twisting his clothes.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, Ye Jia looked around a little inexplicably.

Next to the upper bunk of the door, Lian Ansheng fell back to the bed in one go, closed the curtains, held his breath, listened to Ye Jia's footsteps and walked straight to the balcony to dry his clothes.

He closed his eyes, and after a moment, they opened again.

It's no wonder that no one has noticed Ye Jia's abnormality in the past three years.

Even the clothes have to be washed by hand-

Ye Jia, what are you trying to do!

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For the next two whole days, Lian Ansheng knew that he had seen through the true face of Ye Jia's hypocrisy, and for a while he got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a dog, coming and going without a trace as if he was invisible, occasionally bumping into him in the bedroom, and he left in a hurry without saying a word.

Not only did the problem of finding fault in the 303 dormitory not happen, but even the problem of isolation that the guide was worried about did not happen.

Everything is calm.

He Ziye and Zhou Jin had conspiracy theories in the group, speculating whether he was temporarily retreating, and after two days, he made a big fuss. Ye Jia knew that before the internship in Haishitai, even An Sheng would be as safe as his name, so he comforted them easily.

It was just two days like this.

Two days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, Haishi high-speed rail station.

A dusty figure hunched over his waist, dragging a suitcase and a huge snakeskin bag, appeared in the high-speed rail station.

Father Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up in amazement at the bustling scene of the Haishi high-speed rail station, the crowd was crowded, the sound was noisy, and his jacket was also wiped out by a snakeskin bag.

He hurriedly walked to the bathroom, dipped the toilet paper in water, and carefully wiped off the gray mark, and then according to Ye Mu's instructions, he called Ye Jia, who was far away in Haida and leisurely soaking in the library to read.

"Doodoo ......"

The mobile phone rings slowly, and it is quickly connected.

Listen to the inquiries coming from there.

Father Ye smiled lovingly: "Jiajia, it's Dad." Dad is here, where is your address? ”