Chapter 50: Fighting with the Fake White Lotus (14)
Yu Huo looked down at the hot milk in his arms, his eyebrows raised: "Why are you suddenly so nice to me?"
O'Casey hung his head, looking a little embarrassed: "Uh... just consider it as a thank you for saving me yesterday."
At this moment, the third person who arrived early walked in, ran forward, and curiously poked his head out from between them: "What life-saving gift?"
Yu Huo was speechless. Why was this little curly-haired boy so fast today?
She sounds breathless, could she be chasing him?
Evan was very surprised to see the two of them looking at each other and not saying anything tacitly.
Weird tacit understanding...
And: "Yu Huo is lactose intolerant and cannot drink milk."
Evan said this seriously, and O'Casey was stunned and at a loss for what to do. "Oh, I didn't know. I'm so sorry..."
"Lactose intolerant?"
The clear voice behind them instantly attracted the attention of the three people.
The boy who was usually the first to arrive in class was unexpectedly the fourth.
Jiang Feng walked slowly into the classroom holding a textbook. Under his open coat was a mid-length knitted sweater in a contrasting color with Yu Huo's. He also wore a pair of half-frame square glasses on his nose. He still looked handsome, even with a bit of a gentlemanly look.
Then, the pair of dark eyes behind the lenses fell on the hot milk in Yu Huo's hand.
Yu Huo suddenly felt something was wrong and frantically winked at the person who came, but the person acted as if he didn't see anything and muttered in a moderately loud voice, "Yu Huo isn't lactose intolerant? When we were eating at the Chinese restaurant yesterday, he not only drank milk, but also ate marshmallows."
O'Casey was even more confused: "Are you going to accept it or not?"
Having said that... Yu Huo looked away feeling guilty.
The next second, he met Evan's angry eyes: "Didn't you say you ate in the cafeteria yesterday? What's going on in the Chinese restaurant?"
Yu Huo's breathing stagnated, and he put on a serious expression and started to play dumb: "I didn't say that? Did you remember it wrongly?"
His face was so sincere that Evan couldn't help but doubt himself.
Unfortunately, the white lotus had already turned into a black lotus by Yu Huo's side. He reached out and twisted Yu Huo's head, asking seriously and worriedly, "Yu Huo, you're the one with the memory problem, right? This is the third time you've forgotten something in just two days. Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital after class?"
Facing O'Casey's curious gaze and Evan's increasingly annoyed face, Yu Huo glared at the instigator and gritted his teeth: "...No need, I'll just drink some beer and be fine."
After saying that, he opened a cigarette and drank the whole bottle in a few breaths, as if a drunkard who had been forbidden to drink for ten years was suddenly freed from prohibition and drank voraciously.
After drinking, he leaned back in his seat, lowered his head and fell asleep.
Jiang Feng's eyes flashed with a sneer, and he put on an innocent look and said to Evan who was reaching out to Yu Huo, "Yu Huo seems to have drunk too much. I think class is about to start. Why don't you go back to your seats first? I'm your deskmate, so it's more convenient for me to take care of you."
Evan's body stiffened slightly, and his suspicious eyes fell on the boy in front of him with a clean smile.
Gays all have radars, and he is very sure that Jiang Feng is not one of them, but...isn't this guy a little too nice to Huo? Even though his usual image is gentle and enthusiastic, he still has a sense of boundaries when it comes to helping others.
Except for Yu Huo...his kindness towards fire has no boundaries.
He had a lot of thoughts and doubts in his mind. During this time, his classmates had already walked into the classroom one after another.
Evan didn't have time to refuse. He could only look deeply at the man who was covering Yu Huo with his coat, and sat back in his seat in silence.
Yu Huo, who pretended to be drunk, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
[Rage 945: Hey, love is always there, no matter how far apart we are. Can you please stop being so affectionate every day?]
Yu Huo buried his face in Jiang Feng's coat which was filled with cool fragrance, and secretly rolled his eyes: Winter melon, watermelon and cantaloupe, if you keep making noise, I will beat you and make you scream for your mother.
The system is that you never win a verbal battle here.
They say the Yangtze River's waves behind push those in front of it, so why doesn't Yu Huo, the front wave, die on the beach? He's still surging with joy!
Yu Huo was very restless in this class. He lay on the table and was ready to run away as soon as the bell rang.
But plans can't keep up with changes. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the classroom: "Excuse me, is Yu Huo here?"
It's a man.
Yu Huo was really curious and looked up towards the door.
Everyone in the class looked over, and the man apologized to the substitute teacher first: "Sorry to bother you, teacher, but could you please let Yu Huo come out for a moment? I have something to ask him."
The teacher looked at Yu Huo, who was lying on the table with marks on his face, and waved his hand impatiently: "Go."
To be honest, Yu Huo didn't know the other person, but he couldn't resist his curiosity and stood up and walked out.
"Hello, Yu Huo, Master Charles asked me to pick you up."
Yu Huo raised an eyebrow and glanced around at the empty corridor. "Now? The birthday party is still five or six hours away. There's no rush, right?"
The other person kept a smile on his face and patiently explained: "The birthday party is held at the mountaintop villa. The young master was worried that it would be inconvenient for you to go there by yourself, so he specially sent a car to pick you up."
Yu Huo pondered for a moment and spread his hands: "But I didn't bring an invitation."
"It doesn't matter. You are the young master's specially invited guest. It doesn't matter whether you have an invitation or not."
Yu Huo lowered his eyelashes: "How can that be? Your young master specially sent them all to me."
He was about to say something when he saw a man in a tuxedo like him coming over with two little girls. There was expectation and nervousness in their eyes.
Yu Huo raised his chin in that direction and asked, "Were they also invited by your master?"
The man immediately denied it: "That was the young master's friend who asked him to bring his female companion along."
Yu Huo let out a long "oh" and chuckled, "Sent a car specially to pick me up? What a pity, I'm prone to motion sickness."
Seeing the man opposite him with a smile on his face and his hands clenched on his thighs, Yu Huo suddenly changed the subject: "How about this, I'll follow you on my motorcycle, how about that?"
The clenched fist slowly relaxed, and the man smiled again: "Okay."
Yu Huole happily ran back to the dormitory to pick up the invitation that was forgotten on the table. The man in a tuxedo actually followed him into the dormitory building, as if he was afraid that he would run away.
On the other hand, Yu Huo had no intention of running away at all. One could even feel from his brisk pace that he was very interested in this banquet.
Unlike his two female companions who were nervous, Yu Huo was really looking forward to it.
There is no way. Life is too dull. When excitement comes knocking on the door, we can't help but welcome it.
Jiang Feng, who hadn't seen Yu Huo come back for a long time, glanced at the time on his mobile phone, then closed his eyes, ignored the sound of the substitute teacher's microphone, and carefully listened to the movements in the corridor.
The sound of wind, rain, and curtains swaying... no more, no more.
He suddenly opened his eyes and realized that the good-for-nothing from the Austin family seemed to be trying to act first and ask for permission later. He immediately stood up and ran out without saying a word in the surprised eyes of the substitute teacher.
Jiang Feng had no idea how anxious Yu Huo was. He drove his motorcycle up the mountain road behind the sports car. When he was about to reach the villa area, limited edition luxury cars from around the world began to appear around him, and there were even luxury cars modified for mountain road speed racing.
Yu Huo tilted his head and looked at the scene, and exclaimed "wow" in his heart.
Living long is awesome, and the wealth accumulated is simply enviable!
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