Pick up a zombie and raise it together

Chapter 61

Seeing Jiang Yibin's words, he felt depressed for a while, and responded outside: "Got it."

I got it after I said that, but the movement of getting up was still lazily unable to get up quickly.

"Does your leg hurt?" Zhang Cheng looked at Bai Wuyang, but couldn't help feeling distressed.

Bai Wuyang shook his head, and even smiled at him again. Zhang Cheng's heart was agitated, and the question from the previous morning popped out of his mind again: "Xiao Yang..."

"Huh?" Bai Wuyang responded lightly.

Zhang Cheng stopped putting on his clothes and looked at him curiously: "What did you look like before?"

Bai Wuyang was stunned for a moment, looking a little at a loss: "Before?"

"Yes, before!" Zhang Cheng nodded.

Bai Wuyang rested his head on his arm, and the corners of his mouth slightly bent down: "I almost forgot... probably like Xiao Shi, the way he clings to you is actually very similar to how I cuddled you when I was a child. my brother."

"Xiaoshi?" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but put Yan Lingshi's cute pouting face with Bai Wuyang in front of him in his mind, and three black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead.

In any case, I can't imagine Xiaoshi turning into an ice cube.

But... "So you were so cute when you were a child!" Zhang Cheng leaned over and pinched Bai Wuyang's face. Although he didn't have Yan Lingshi's chubby face, it still felt good.

Bai Wuyang pushed his hand away uncomfortably, his face turned red.

After teasing Bai Wuyang early in the morning, Zhang Cheng felt much better. After getting dressed, he realized that Bai Wuyang hadn't been to the toilet since his leg injury.

I also fed him a big bowl of pork rib soup yesterday afternoon.

Zhang Cheng returned to the room and asked considerately, "Xiao Yang, do you want to go to the toilet?"

Bai Wuyang frowned, and sat up on the bed with his hands: "Well, give me a hand."

"You still want to get out of bed like this?" Zhang Cheng stared at him dumbfounded, "Stop joking!"

Zhang Cheng went out again, found a larger drinking bucket in the kitchen, and carried it back to the bedside: "You just take this first and make do with it!"

Bai Wuyang pursed his lips and looked at the bucket in his hand without saying a word.

Zhang Cheng's thoughts of teasing him rose again, and he looked at him with a playful smile: "Come on, come on, don't be shy!"

Bai Wuyang glanced up at him, Zhang Cheng's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Then, Bai Wuyang lifted the quilt, and untied the nightgown comfortably, exposing □'s lower body, because of the morning erection, □is standing upright.

Zhang Cheng's old face suddenly turned red, and his eyes instantly turned to the side, and now the shy person turned into him.

"Zhang Cheng, hurry up." Bai Wuyang's tone remained the same, but the light in his eyes was quite different from before.

Zhang Cheng leaned over awkwardly and handed him the bucket.

Bai Wuyang didn't mean to answer: "I don't have the strength."

Zhang Cheng was furious: "What's the lack of strength? Just now you sat up with your hands!"

"Yeah, that's why I ran out of strength." Bai Wu replied plausibly.

"..." Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth, and put the drink bucket under his hard|stand, but the small mouth couldn't be right.

"Hold on." Bai Wuyang reminded kindly.

Zhang Cheng was even more resentful: "You don't know it yourself?"

Bai Wuyang looked at him innocently: "I have no strength, are you shy?"

"..." His previous wooden temper was actually an act, right?

Although they have been facing each other for a long time, except when they are passionate|passionate, Zhang Cheng is still very pure and kind, so this situation still makes him a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand in depression, and held onto his back, the scorching heat made his fingers tremble a little.

Hearing the rattling sound of the bucket, his face became hotter and hotter, and in the end it could almost be called fleeing.

Before going out, Du Lei, who was still unemployed for the time being, also came early to help take care of the old, weak, sick and disabled at home, but Zhang Cheng still thought that under such circumstances, he should also ask for leave to stay at home.

However, the critical moment of the final exam is about to come, and it is estimated that he will not be able to ask for leave. If he insists on leaving, he probably has no choice but to resign.Zhang Cheng sighed, if he didn't become a teacher, he really didn't know what he could do.

The snow hasn't stopped yet, but it's much smaller than the day before. There are thin snowflakes floating in waves, the sky is still dark and thick with dark clouds, and the wind is blowing. It seems to be colder than yesterday.

There is no heating in the classroom. There are only two briquette stoves at the front and the back. It is said that the students exchanged their own money to buy them.

In fact, the two stoves did not add much temperature to the classroom. Zhang Cheng stood on the podium for two classes. When he arrived at the office, his hands and feet were cold, and his stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

He was quite energetic in the past winters, but it seems that his physical fitness has really declined a lot now.

Moving the chair to Chu Rui's desk, leaning over to the radiator to warm his hands, Zhang Cheng had the urge to eat again.

The inventory in the drawer has long been wiped out. I have been thinking about losing weight for the past two days, but naturally I have not replenished it. Now I really regret it.

While feeling depressed, the door of the office was pushed open, and along with the cold air, a scent of roasted sweet potatoes came in.

Zhang Cheng raised his head, and the person who came in was Chu Rui, holding a transparent plastic bag in his hand. The roasted sweet potatoes inside were wrapped in paper, but still exuded a sweet fragrance.

Zhang Cheng's saliva immediately secreted.

When Chu Rui saw him, he smiled naturally, but first he carried the sweet potatoes to the other teachers in the office, sent one piece to each of them, and received a lot of thanks before returning to his seat and sitting down.

There was still one piece of sweet potato left in the bag, and he stuffed it into Zhang Cheng's hand together with the bag: "Eat it."

Zhang Cheng looked at him with some embarrassment: "What about you? Let's be half of each other."

Chu Rui shook his head: "Eat it yourself, I don't like snacks."

Zhang Cheng asked while lowering his head, "Then why do you want to buy..."

"I think the old man who sells sweet potatoes is working very hard, and the stalls are still sold in heavy snow." Chu Rui answered casually, then lowered his head and opened the lesson plan on the table.

Zhang Cheng nodded and patted him on the shoulder approvingly: "Not bad, the young man is very kind!"

Chu Rui still smiled, but did not reply.

Zhang Cheng didn't care either. The sweet taste of the sweet potatoes revived his whole body. He stuffed his mouth full and muttered, "I can't bear to resign if you're like this."

"Resign?" Chu Rui suddenly turned his head to look at him, as if shocked, "Why?"

Zhang Cheng didn't expect him to catch the key words so accurately, so he smiled at him a little embarrassedly: "Not necessarily, my wife fell off her leg, and I want to ask for leave... But I don't think I can ask for it at this time, So I just want to resign."

Chu Rui's eyes seemed a little blurred. Although he was still staring at him, he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was the first time Zhang Cheng saw such a confused look on him.

Zhang Cheng shook his hand in front of his eyes, and said strangely: "Chu Rui, are you okay?"

Chu Rui's consciousness returned instantly, blinked a few times, and shook his head with a smile: "It's okay... just a little surprised, I didn't expect you to leave at all."

"Ha, what? You know you can't bear to part with me? Even after resigning, we can meet each other more often. By the way, I must pay the meal that I owe you before leaving." Zhang Cheng was originally a rough person, and he didn't think deeply about it. , and turned his attention to the piece of roasted sweet potato.

"Then I'm relieved." Chu Rui smiled hastily, but he didn't know where his thoughts drifted, and the only sound between them was Zhang Cheng grabbing the paper wrapped in sweet potatoes.

With Bai Wuyang in mind, as soon as the sweet potatoes were eaten, Zhang Cheng stood up and pulled the chair back to his desk.

Chu Rui turned his head and asked, "Are you going to resign?"

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and smiled at him: "No, I'm going home, and I have composition class in the afternoon, so let's wait until the class is over to talk about resigning."

"Oh... see you in the afternoon." Chu Rui waved to him, and his face returned to his usual calmness.

"See you in the afternoon!" Zhang Cheng replied to him, and hurried out the door.

The temperature outside was much colder than in the office, and Zhang Cheng almost buried his face in the scarf.

The third class had been going on for quite a while, and the trampled snow on the campus was covered with a thin layer of snow. Zhang Cheng walked over, leaving behind a series of meandering footprints.

Du Lei doesn't have a job now, and his skin hurts from being idle all day long. Bai Wuyang's leg injury seems to have finally made him useful. As soon as Zhang Cheng opened the door, he smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen. It was found that Du Lei had already cooked a table full of dishes.Several of them are specially made for Bai Wuyang. Although they are bland, they look exciting.

I don't know what kind of soup is still simmering on the stove, and the sound of gurgling makes people feel comforting. Chen Yaqian doesn't know if he has skipped work again or something, and is sticking next to Du Lei.

After saying hello to them and returning to the room, I found that the TV had been fiddled with for some reason. Pi Xiaodan Yan Xiaoshi Wu Weichen sat on the carpet leaning against the bed and watched with relish. Bai Wuyang was half lying on the bed and saw him When he entered, his eyes lit up immediately.

After chatting casually with the three animals on the ground, Zhang Cheng had just walked over when he was dragged by Bai Wuyang to sit on the side of the bed, and his waist was also tightly bound by him.

The two children still laughed at the cartoon without knowing each other, but Wu Weichen stood up on the bed knowingly.

"Stop looking, let's go!" He poked the heads of the two of them, Pi Xiaodan and Yan Lingshi were very depressed