Chapter 708

If you want to die, if you really want to hear the cold wind on your forehead.

Don't forget, this guy knows Liu Feng, the third brother. With a wave of his arm, the whole Puhai underworld will come to him for trouble.

"No, I will be strict with myself in the future."

Zhong Feng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said with a smile.

After that, you will be the leader of the industry if you don't want to pay attention to it

Zhong Feng listened to Ye Huang's words, his face flushed and he nodded again and again.

While they were talking to each other, three young men came down from the stairs, all panting.

Ye Huang took out six hundred yuan from his pocket. Each of them stuffed 200 yuan. He reached out and took the cigarette from his mouth. "Come on, you go. I'm going up. I'll call you if Uncle Zhong has something to do."

"Yes, as soon as you pass." Zhong fenggong said respectfully.

Ye Huang hums a ditty and walks into the building with the eyes of three young people shocked and respected by Zhong Feng.

"Boss Zhong, he is so generous. He will give 200 yuan for this one time." Two hundred yuan is equivalent to four or five hundred yuan of later generations. You can imagine how generous Ye is.

Zhong Feng said with a smile: "here you are. Remember to respect this person later. He is the real boss of the Internet bar."

It should be.

Ye Huang was holding several bags and went upstairs. With so many ingredients in his hand, it seemed that he had no weight at all.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong."

Ye Huang knocked on the door.

Ye Huang's eyes were sharp, and he felt the change of light and shade at the cat's eye. Mr. Jiang must be looking out through the cat's eye.

Ye Huang made a grimace and said in a loud voice with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, open the door. It's me."

"You, who are you?" Jiang Yachun pretended that he could not tell who was outside.

Ye Huang had no choice but to say: "dear, Mr. Jiang, I am the most important and favorite student in your life. Ye Huang, now come to your home for dinner, please open the door."

Crunchy.

The door opened, Jiang Yachun angrily staring at the leaf Emperor: "little hair child, you know nonsense, come here for me."

Ye Huang handed over all the ingredients in his hand, pointed to the server on the corridor and said, "Mr. Jiang, I brought this server by the way. You take the ingredients to the kitchen first, and I will bring the server to the house."

Jiang Yachun just saw a piece of black in the corridor through cat's eye, but he couldn't see it clearly. Now he can see that it was a strange looking computer with three screens and a circle of mainframe.

Jiang Yachun took over the food and turned around and said, "OK, hurry up, bring the things in and close the door."

Ye Huang nodded: "good."

Jiang Yachun goes to the kitchen and puts all the ingredients on the table, but his heart is pounding. Just now, ye Huang said something like "dear" in the corridor. He almost scared his heart out. He is a teacher and he is a student. How can he say such a thing.

If two people's private space, you can forgive him, but on the outside, absolutely can not encourage this kind of arrogance.

Ye Huang conveniently held the small server at the entrance of the stairs in his arms. Under his power, the thing with hundreds of Jin was nothing at all. It was only when three young men were out of breath that they moved this thing to the third floor.

Step by step, ye Huang walked into Jiang Yachun's house and put the server in the empty space of the living room.

This server has been wiped with a rag when I was at Zhong Feng's house. Now it looks like a new one, without any scratch, just like the one I just bought.

Of course, this is also due to the fact that no one has touched it for two years.

The leaf emperor deliberately pretended to be very tired, wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead and went to the kitchen door.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, what are you going to treat me to eat?"

Jiang Yachun white Ye Huang one eye: "what do you want to eat, just home cooked food, I really think I'm a restaurant."

Ye Huang touched his nose: "I've bought you at least one week's food. I'll invite me to dinner next week. I'll pack the ingredients for your family."

Jiang Yachun turned around and laughed and understood: "no way. Who do you think you are when you come to my house for dinner every day?"

Ye Huang put his hands on his hips and said to the sky, "who am I? I'm your creditor. You can't be a man who breaks his word, Mr. Jiang." Maybe because she is at home, Jiang Yachun is very simple, which is no different from the clothes on female college students outside. Her upper body is simple and white T-shirt, while her lower body is tight jeans. She wears an apron on her chest. Her haughty chest lifts up the whole apron. The apron at the slim waist is surrounded by two strings, protruding forward and backward. In this case, the figure is raised It can't be covered up.

Jiang Yachun twisted his buttocks and chuckled at the corners of his mouth and said, "what do you think? In these days, the creditor is uncle. Now it's my home court, not your home court."Ye Huang helplessly spread out his hands: "OK, teacher, I'm going to play computer, you hurry to cook, I'm waiting to eat your delicious food."

Jiang Yachun face a red: "my computer, you do not move, just look at the web page on the line." Think of her computer on those computers have not been deleted, she felt suddenly a little warm, regret that she did not delete those films because of a pity.

Ye Huanglong tone: "Oh, I know." Then he flashed out of the kitchen and came to Jiang Yachun's bedroom. He turned on the computer and started it in two minutes.

Ye Huang sits in front of the computer and looks around Jiang Yachun's boudoir. Perhaps no man has ever broken into Jiang Yachun's boudoir. The fragrant yellow walls, the red mosquito nets and the quilts are folded neatly. He stands up and walks around the bed.

"Why, what is this?" Ye Huang's eyes are sharp. He sees a black line under the pillow. He gently opens the pillow. The objects below make him shocked instantly. The black bra.

Ye Huang took out the black bra from under the pillow and observed it dribblely. It was so beautiful. The mask with black lace edge seemed to be a rose. It was hollowed out on the top and solid at the bottom. It seems that it should be used to drag the chest.

But teacher Jiang's chest with drag, ye Huang's mouth a Yang, hey, this needs to be measured.

Jiang Yachun in the kitchen did not expect that he put the cover under the pillow last night. He forgot to take it out this morning. However, he was found out by the emperor ye and looked at it carefully in his hand.