The Joy of Rebirth

Zhong Feng felt a little cold sweat on his forehead after listening to Ye Bihuang's words. Yes, if Ye Bihuang really wanted to kill himself, it would be very easy.

Don't forget, this guy knows his third brother Liu Feng. Who is Liu Feng? If he raises his hand, the entire Puhai underworld will come to trouble him.

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

Zhong Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with an apologetic smile.

Ye Bihuang said: "No problem. With your guarantee, everything will be fine. I will pay attention to your actions in the future. If you keep going, you will become famous in the Internet cafe industry across the country. Do you think you will be the leader of the industry in the future?"

After hearing Ye Bihuang's words, Zhong Feng's face lit up and he nodded repeatedly.

While the two were talking, three young guys came down from upstairs, all of them panting.

Ye Bihuang reached out and took out six hundred yuan from his pocket, stuffed two hundred yuan into each person, and reached out to take the cigarette out of his mouth: "Come on, you guys go ahead, I'm going up, I will call you if Uncle Zhong needs something." .”

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as I'm told." Zhong Feng said respectfully.

Ye Bihuang hummed a little tune and walked into the building under the looks of shock and respect from the three young people.

"Boss Zhong, he is so generous. I will give you two hundred yuan just for this one time." Two hundred yuan these days is equivalent to four to five hundred in later generations. You can imagine how generous Ye Bihuang is.

Zhong Feng chuckled and said: "You can take it if it's given to you. Remember to respect this man when you see him in the future. He is the real boss of the Internet cafe."

The three of them responded in unison.

Ye Bihuang walked upstairs while carrying several bags. So many ingredients seemed to weigh nothing in his hands.

"Dong dong dong,."

Ye Bihuang knocked on the door gently.

There was a rustling sound inside the door. Ye Bihuang's eyes were sharp and he felt the change of light and dark in the cat's eye. Teacher Jiang must be looking out through the cat's eye.

Ye Bihuang made a face, smiled and said loudly: "Teacher Jiang, open the door, it's me."

"Who are you?" Jiang Yachun deliberately pretended not to know who was outside.

Ye Bihuang said helplessly: "Dear, Teacher Jiang, I am the most important and favorite student in your life, Ye Bihuang. Now I am coming to your house for dinner. Please open the door."

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The door opened, and Jiang Yachun stared at Ye Bihuang angrily: "You little kid, you just know how to talk nonsense, come here."

Ye Bihuang handed over all the ingredients in his hand, pointed to the server on the corridor and said: "Teacher Jiang, I brought this server by the way. You take the ingredients to the kitchen first, and I will get the server into the room."

Jiang Yachun just saw a piece of black in the corridor through the peephole, but she couldn't see it clearly. Now she saw clearly that it was a strange-looking computer with three screens and a circle of hosts.

Jiang Yachun took the ingredients smoothly, turned around and said, "Okay, hurry up, bring the things in and close the door."

Ye Bihuang nodded: "Okay."

Jiang Yachun walked to the kitchen and put all the ingredients on the table, but her heart was pounding. Just now, Ye Bihuang said something like "honey" in the corridor, which almost scared her heart out. He is a teacher, he is How can students say such things?

If it is a private space between two people, you can forgive him, but if it is outside, you must not encourage this kind of arrogance.

Ye Bihuang conveniently held the small server at the entrance of the stairs in his arms. The hundreds of kilograms of things were completely invisible under his strength. You must know that it was three young men who were panting to move this thing. To the third floor.

Taking three steps at a time, Ye Bihuang walked into Jiang Yachun's house and placed the server in an empty space in the living room.

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

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

Ye Bihuang deliberately pretended to be tired, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and walked to the kitchen door.

"Hey, Teacher Jiang, what are you going to treat me to?"

Jiang Yachun rolled her eyes at Ye Bihuang: "Whatever you want to eat is home-cooked food. You really think I run a restaurant."

Ye Bihuang touched his nose: "I have bought you ingredients for at least a week. You are going to treat me to dinner next week. I will take care of your ingredients from now on."

Jiang Yachun turned around and smiled knowingly: "It's impossible. You come to my house for dinner every day. Who do you think you are?"

Ye Bihuang put his hands on his hips and said arrogantly: "Who am I? I am your creditor. Do you know that the money and the debt will be paid with flesh and blood? Teacher Jiang, you can't be a person who breaks your word." Maybe it was because he was at home, Jiang Yachun The clothes she wore were extremely simple, no different from those worn by female college students outside. The upper body was a simple white T-shirt, and the lower body was tight jeans. She wore an apron on her chest, and her proud breasts covered the entire apron. It is lifted up, and the apron is tied around the slender waist with two strings. The protruding figure cannot be concealed in this case.

Jiang Yachun twisted her hips and said with a smile: "What do you think? These days, the creditor is the uncle. This is my home court, not your home court."

Ye Bihuang spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, teacher, I'm going to play on the computer. You hurry up and cook. I'm waiting to eat your delicious food."

Jiang Yachun's face turned red: "Don't mess with my computer, just look at the web page." Thinking of the things on her computer that hadn't been deleted yet, she suddenly felt a little warm all over her body, regretting that she didn't delete those movies out of pity. Delete it.

Ye Bihuang said in a long tone: "Oh, I know." After saying that, he walked out of the kitchen, went to Jiang Yachun's bedroom, and turned on the computer. It took two minutes to start.

Ye Bihuang sat in front of the computer blankly, looking around Jiang Yachun's boudoir. Perhaps no man had ever broken in here. The yellow walls, red mosquito nets, and quilts were neatly folded. He stood up and walked around. I walked around in bed.

"Hey, what is this?" Ye Bihuang's eyes were sharp, and he saw a black line exposed under the pillow. He gently opened the pillow, and he was instantly shocked by the object underneath, a black bra.

Ye Bihuang took out the black bra from under the pillow and observed it carefully. The black lace-edged bra was so beautiful. The pattern on the top seemed to be roses. The top was hollow and the bottom was solid. It seemed that it should be used to hold the breasts.

But does Teacher Jiang’s chest need to be dragged? Ye Bihuang raised the corner of his mouth and said, “Hey, this needs to be measured.”

Jiang Yachun, who was in the kitchen, never expected that he put the cover under the pillow last night and forgot to take it out this morning, but Ye Bihuang found it and took it in his hand to look at it carefully.

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