Chapter 123: The ideological and political teacher chased after him

"Ying—"

Before 8:00 in the morning, the little fox, who had slept for less than four hours, opened his eyes, stood on the bed, stretched his front paws forward and his butt up, and stretched a long stretch.

"Why don't you sleep early in the morning." After stretching, An Sheng fell back onto the bed, turned over and looked at Yu Xueqing who was busy.

Auntie Mo Yiqing, who is also a night owl, sat on the edge of the bed in a set of black lace underwear, looking at Yu Xueqing who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets with a confused look:

"What are you looking for early in the morning?"

"That thing! Did you forget? I'll be there tomorrow, then you, then Lingren and Tang You." Yu Xueqing said with some embarrassment: "And, you two get up quickly, we'll set off in a while."

"It's the summer weekend now, it's hard to book rooms at the seaside. If we can't check in at 10:00 in the morning, the hotel might not keep rooms for us."

"Oh... I almost forgot, it's our turn to be tortured by menstruation the day after tomorrow. I'm used to having you and my boyfriend remind me when I stay." Auntie Mo Yiqing nodded lightly:

"In this way, we really should race against time to play at the seaside, so as not to splash blood on the beach and scare others into thinking we were bitten by a shark."

"..."

Yu Xueqing rolled her eyes. Her menstruation is the most accurate in the whole bedroom, like a benchmark.

Although everyone's time was different originally, after living in the same bedroom, everyone's time began to converge.

Yu Xueqing sounded the alarm first in the morning, then it was Auntie Mo Yiqing and Lingren's turn, and Tang You was a little later.

"So do you have that thing? If not, you might have to buy it later."

"I definitely don't have sanitary napkins! My boyfriend prepared them when I was in school. If she doesn't care, can I still count on having a place to touch after going to bed?" Auntie Mo Yiqing said with a righteous look.

Although she didn't know how to share responsibilities regarding menstruation during dating, according to Auntie Mo Yiqing's simple idea.

Isn't it normal for a boyfriend to prepare full care during menstruation, including sanitary napkins or tampons?

Thirty days a month, excluding the menstrual period, the rest of the time is the younger sister taking care of the younger brother. Now, the younger sister is sick and uncomfortable, if you don't take care of her, who will?

You can't take all the benefits, and then want me to take care of myself afterwards? Then I'd be at a huge loss.

"... Can a boyfriend still be used like this?" Yu Xueqing looked at Auntie Mo Yiqing with confusion, scratching her head, feeling that her brain was a little itchy.

"Don't understand, don't want to think about it. Xiao An, get up quickly to poop and pee, we'll set off in a while."

"Ying ying..."

An Sheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this: "Still our Aqing is good, she didn't develop a sense of vanity in some strange places, pointing at the fox's nose and asking the fox to take the gynecological nursing physician exam."

"Otherwise... An Mou, my fox, would be numb."

An Sheng muttered in his heart, wandering to the door, preparing to water the tea tree on the flower bed.

After fertilizing and watering the only seedling, the little fox jumped over the wall and prepared to go to Old Chen's house.

An Sheng was busy earning wish power last night, but he didn't forget about the tea competition.

Some tea-making tools and raw material picking still need Old Chen's help.

It's a pity that Old Chen didn't know where he went to mess around last night. An Sheng went to his house and didn't see anyone.

"Lord Fuli? Do you want to come to my house for breakfast?"

As soon as An Sheng went out, he met Bai Tao sitting in front of her house. She was holding a book and a sticky note notebook, as if writing something.

After seeing the little fox, a kind smile appeared on her cheeks, she pointed to the inside of the house, and issued the most sincere invitation to the little fox.

"Go to your house for breakfast?"

"No, no, I'm afraid you'll trick me into taking the postgraduate entrance exam, and it's the philosophy department that is hardest to find a job."

An Sheng looked at Bai Tao, full of difficulty, waved his hands to refuse, and passed by her house quickly.

"Lord Fuli, don't go! Let me tell you a story, okay?" Bai Tao hurriedly stepped forward to stay. She worked very hard to prepare lessons last night.

It is said that those who do not follow the same path do not conspire. Systematically help Lord Fuli learn knowledge, drive away wildness, and assist him in living steadily and acting cute to get food and drink in the city.

If conditions permit, give Fuli a profound explanation of "Morality", "Marxist Philosophy", and "Das Kapital".

Seeing the ideological and political teacher chasing after him, the little fox performed flying over the eaves and walls and disappeared in front of Bai Tao.

Bai Tao originally wanted to chase, but as soon as she went up the wall, she saw a young man in the courtyard holding a toothbrush and a cup, with a circle of foam on his mouth.

The young man looked at Bai Tao in a daze, and the action of brushing his teeth and washing his face froze.

Bai Tao fell back outside the wall with a look of embarrassment.

An Sheng came to Old Chen's house and knocked on the door. Old Chen, who was sleepy and smelled of alcohol, opened the door.

"Ying ying—"

An Sheng raised his paw and gestured. Old Chen saw this and squatted down with a bitter face, saying:

"My Lord Fuli! If we do this, it's really easy to go to jail!"

"Ying?"

An Sheng looked at Old Chen with surprise. He didn't seem to have done anything, right? Why is he going to jail again?

"It was last night! I attended a party at the same bar last night and watched you tie people up with my own eyes. I originally wanted to chase after you, but I couldn't get away for the time being..."

Old Chen said with a bitter face, wanting to point out that the little fox's act of kidnapping people last night was wrong:

"You... didn't cut his kidneys, did you?"

An Sheng rolled his eyes and typed:

【Fuli's business, you ask less. That guy Li Wen last night, my sister's boyfriend, I was just helping out last night.】

【By the way! Help me prepare a cast iron pot, about an eight-inch frying pot. You should have other tea-making tools at home, right? If not, help me get a tea-making room with a charcoal baking room. Tell me how much it costs, and I'll transfer it to you on WeChat.】

An Sheng pushed the phone back. Old Chen looked at the content on the phone screen, was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyes, stared, took a breath and said:

"Is it appropriate for Lord Fuli to do this?"

【What's appropriate or not? I'll give you a share of the tea I stir-fry. Also, one more thing, I'm going to the seaside to play for a few days. Please take care of the tea tree in the flower bed at home. See you in a few days.】

The little fox typed confidently. Facing his old friend Old Chen, he wouldn't take advantage of him. He would pay as much rent as he should.

Old Chen's money didn't all come from strong winds.

After Lin Ying registered WeChat for the little fox, she transferred 20,000 yuan to it as Lord Fuli's daily expenses and online shopping funds.

Watching Lord Fuli leave, Old Chen wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said:

"Is this a matter of rent? Lord Fuli stir-frying Xia Dong's firewood iron pot Oolong in Xia Bei area..."

"Tea stir-fried by the Master himself"

"Is this something I can taste? Although Lord Fuli is not very serious and holds a submachine gun, he is also a serious immortal. Will I lose my life after drinking it?"

Old Chen looked at the phone screen, his face was suffocated and red: "Ahong... what a sin!"

"He forced Lord Fuli to come out to sell art!"

The little fox, who had already left and embarked on a sunny beach trip, didn't know what Old Chen was thinking in his heart.

Auntie Mo Yiqing drove, Yu Xueqing sat in the passenger seat, Lord Fuli leaned his two little feet against the back seat, lay on the armrest box full of joy, and whimpered in his mouth.

"We're almost at the seaside, don't you want to broadcast? I'll change into a swimsuit and be your background."

"... No, no, I'm afraid of permanent ban." Yu Xueqing looked at Auntie Mo Yiqing and said with a faint tone:

"You banned my live broadcast room for half a day with one stretch. If you really change into a swimsuit and reveal the bowl-sized scar on your chest, our AI review will jump out along the network cable and knock on my head..."

"Tsk! The review threshold is low, and the impotent can't see the viewers eating eight dishes and one soup."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 124 =====