Chapter 37 Tie

There was only one anatomy class in the afternoon. When the get out of class was about to end, Chu Weilin and a few classmates gathered together and muttered something, then sneakily approached Kang Zhuo and winked wildly at him: "Dude, do you have an appointment tonight?" Like a red light district bustard.

Kang Zhuo was washing his hands. He didn't understand Chu Weilin's secret code and asked him what he was going to do.

Chu Weilin hated iron for not making steel: "Are you coming to eat rabbits? We plan to steal two rabbits from the anatomy class later, take them back to the dormitory to burn them, and eat instant noodles with Laoganma."

"I'll go home for dinner at night." Kang Zhuo thought for a while, then asked, "Where did you get the pot?"

Chu Weilin said proudly, "The buddy in the next bedroom hid it privately."

"Schools are not allowed to take away the animals in the anatomy class for food, and are not allowed to use high-power electrical appliances privately. Be careful not to be caught."

"Don't worry~"

Kang Zhuo said that he wanted to go home for dinner, but of course he wanted to go to Quan Huachen's house for dinner. Because the school was so busy, Kang Zhuo had been living in the dormitory. He hadn't been home for almost a week, and there would be no morning class on Friday. He made an appointment with Quan Huachen in the morning to go back for dinner.

Thinking of the coming night, Kang Zhuo even walked briskly, humming a little song while driving, not even caring about traffic jams on the road.

After arriving in the community, Kang Zhuo first parked the car back to his garage, and then trotted all the way to Quan Huachen's house. Just as he was about to press the password to open the door, the door was opened from the inside.

"Welcome home."

Quan Huachen leaned against the door frame in a comfortable home clothes, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, an apron around his waist, and a lazy man who kept wagging his tail crouching at his feet.

"Hehe." Kang Zhuo raised his head and smiled at him, showing his little white teeth, "Uncle came back very early today."

"Is it because you came back late, is there a traffic jam?" Quan Huachen took Kang Zhuo's schoolbag and welcomed him in the door.

"Well, I don't know why today, it's very blocked." Kang Zhuo was about to change his shoes when suddenly the phone vibrated. It was the senior in the laboratory, and he quickly answered the phone.

The laboratory and the Quanhe project are in steady progress. Before Kang Zhuo was responsible for recording a set of experimental data, when the senior was using it today, he felt that there were several things that were not right, so he came to Kang Zhuo to confirm.

Kang Zhuo listened quietly for a while, and didn't even bother to change his shoes. He took the schoolbag back from Quan Huachen's hand, took out a pen and paper, and stood at the entrance, lying on the wall and began to calculate and discuss with the senior.

Quan Huachen smiled and shook his head, squatted down, and helped Kang Zhuo change his shoes.

Kang Zhuo focused on talking on the phone and didn't notice what Quan Huachen was doing at all. Quan Huachen asked him to lift his feet, he lifted his feet, asked him to put on his shoes, he put on shoes, and finally was led to sit at the dining table.

When Kang Zhuo hung up the phone, put down the pen and paper and recovered, looking at the table of food in front of him, he felt as if he had traveled through time and space and lost a piece of memory, otherwise there was no way to explain why he had changed his slippers and sat down. At the dining table, Quan Huachen also fed a small half bowl of rice.

"Open your mouth."

Quan Huachen brought a spoonful of rice to Kang Zhuo's mouth, even a small spoonful of rice had a lot of potential - at the bottom lay a small pile of crystal clear rice, covered with a few slender shredded potatoes, potatoes On the silk is another fresh shrimp dipped in balsamic vinegar, which makes people move their index fingers at a glance.

Kang Zhuo was embarrassed at this moment. He was about to take the spoon, but Quan Huachen avoided it: "Eat this spoon first."

Kang Zhuo opened his mouth to eat, and Quan Huachen gave him the spoon and began to eat by himself.

Kang Zhuo chewed the food in his mouth, feeling great satisfaction both physically and mentally, but when he looked at the rice bowl that Quan Huachen had not touched at all, he felt guilty again.

Since the day of Yin Dongfan's birthday, Quan Huachen has been taking care of him, taking him to the beach to play, cooking for him, teaching him to swim... Quan Huachen didn't have to do these things at first, without Kang Zhuo, Quan Huachen could Live easier.

In an instant, Kang Zhuo thought about a lot, the table full of food lost its allure, and even swallowing became difficult.

Putting down the spoon in his hand, Kang Zhuo's left hand squeezed the tablecloth nervously under the table: "Uncle, am I bothering you too much?"

"No, why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Quan Huachen observed Kang Zhuo's expression.

Kang Zhuo didn't know where to start, he suddenly remembered the conversation with Chu Weilin in the morning, so he said to Quan Huachen: "I seem to send you a lot of messages every day, nothing important, just some boring things. It's a small matter, you still reply to me every time, it must affect your work, right?"

"How come?" Quan Huachen lowered his head and smiled, his expression a little lonely, "I haven't returned to China for many years, and I have no friends around. If you don't chat with me, then every day I receive work news on my mobile phone. already."

Kang Zhuo put out the ravaged tablecloth in his palm, and his appetite returned: "Then... do you like to see cells? The cell map under the microscope, if you like it, I will post it next time."

Quan Huachen smiled: "Of course I like it, what other classes do you have?"

When it comes to the professional field, Kang Zhuo is very excited. He blushed with excitement, and kept using his chopsticks to gesture with Quan Huachen, which led to the meal being eaten more than an hour faster.

After finishing the meal and clearing the dishes, Quan Huachen called Kang Zhuo upstairs, saying that he had something to give him.

Kang Zhuo is happy and happy, but more regretful: "Uncle, don't buy it next time, you have given enough things in the past few days."

Since they returned to the city from S City, Quan Huachen seemed to have been flipped on a switch, and kept buying things for Kang Zhuo, starting with swimming equipment, followed by schoolbags, sports watches, 3D puzzles, a full set English novels...

A few days ago, Quan Huachen saw Kang Zhuo's gray car and wanted to replace him with a new car, but Kang Zhuo refused.

"That's too much? The price of those things combined can't compare to a pair of limited edition sneakers by Yin Dongfan." Quan Huachen pushed open the door of the cloakroom and let Kang Zhuo in. "You really won't change your car?"

Kang Zhuo was very firm: "I really don't want to change it. Anyway, my dad bought it for me with a year's salary."

Quan Huachen didn't want to comment on Kang Shicheng's annual salary. He pushed open the door of the cloakroom, pointed to a brand new suit hanging on the hanger and said, "You have already started graduate school, maybe one day you will join your tutor. For any formal event, you usually don’t need to wear it, but it’s better to prepare a set in advance.”

Kang Zhuo walked into the cloakroom and looked at the suit in surprise, classic black with a white shirt inside. Even if he doesn't know much about suits like this, he can detect its high price from the workmanship and materials.

"Thank you, uncle, the price of this set must be high, right? How much? I'll transfer it to you." Kang Zhuo was at a loss.

"I don't have much money, only a few hundred dollars. I saw it on the way to get off work and bought it casually." Quan Huachen walked out the door after saying that, "Try it on your upper body, I don't know if I can guess the size accurately or not. If so, I'll exchange it tomorrow."

"uncle!"

Quan Huachen closed the door of the cloakroom without giving Kang Zhuo a chance to speak.

A few minutes later, Quan Huachen knocked on the door: "Kang Zhuo, have you changed your clothes?"

"Right now, wait a minute!"

In addition to Kang Zhuo's voice, Quan Huachen also heard the sudden panicked footsteps and the sound of clothes hangers scattered in the room.

Quan Huachen chuckled and waited patiently. After a while, Kang Zhuo came to open the door, his cheeks were flushed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Quan Huachen pretended not to know that he did something bad in the cloakroom, and only seriously looked at Kang Zhuo's suit.

"It looks good and fits well, did you look in the mirror? Like it?"

"Well, I like it." Kang Zhuo's eyes were erratic, and he kept peeking at Quan Huachen's wardrobe on the left.

Quan Huachen followed his line of sight and swept over, where there were the suits and shirts he had just taken off. Quan Huachen remembered that his habit of placing clothes was shirts, jackets, and trousers from left to right, but now the positions of shirts and jackets are reversed.

Quan Huachen pretended not to notice anything, and naturally helped Kang Zhuo straighten his collar: "I still lack a tie, I don't know what style you like, so I didn't buy it, you can choose one of my ties and try it on. try."

Quan Huachen walked to the wardrobe and bent down, opened a drawer, and there were neatly arranged various ties, dark red, blue striped, gray plaid...

However, Kang Zhuo didn't like a single one. He pulled Quan Huachen's shirt, and pretended to calmly pointed to a black tie that was casually placed on the hanger and said, "That's it."

Quan Huachen raised his eyebrows: "I wore this during the day."

Kang Zhuo swallowed dryly and tried his best to control his expression: "It's fine, I'll give it a try." After speaking, he added, "Black is more versatile..."

Quan Huachen smiled and said, "Yes, I'll give it to you if you like it."

Kang Zhuo didn't say whether he wanted it or not, because when the tie mixed with brandy pheromones was attached to the glands on the back of the neck through a thin fabric, Kang Zhuo's brain was blank, and his whole body was light and fluttering, and it would be in the next second. Ascension.

However this is only the beginning.

Quan Huachen got too close.

He lifted Kang Zhuo's shirt collar, and in order to make sure the tie was in the right position, he tilted his head against Kang Zhuo's neck to observe carefully, the alpha pheromone became more intense, and Kang Zhuo didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

It's so hot, the glands are hot and sore.

Kang Zhuo suspected that his estrus period was going to advance, otherwise how could he be so sensitive to alpha pheromones...

Quan Huachen straightened Kang Zhuo's shirt collar, holding the tie in his hand with a force, making Kang Zhuo get closer to him.

He deliberately kept his voice low: "Will you tie a Windsor knot? Look, cross the sides like this first..."

Kang Zhuo stared blankly at Quan Huachen, watching his full lips open and close up and down, and the beautiful single eyelid pressing out deep eye sockets when he raised his eyes...

"Have you learned?" Quan Huachen tucked his tie into Kang Zhuo's suit jacket and stepped back to admire his masterpiece.

Kang Zhuo was sweating profusely, his eyes glowing with water, as if he had just experienced a catastrophe.

"I learned..."

Kang-joo found himself gasping for breath.

"Kang Zhuo, why are you sweating so much? Is it very hot? The temperature of the air conditioner is too high?" Quan Huachen reached out and brushed Kang Zhuo's forehead, with the back of his fingers gently brushing the side of his face.

"Well..." Kang Zhuo stared at Quan Huachen's face, completely losing his ability to think.

Later, Kang Zhuo couldn't remember how he got home. In short, he took the suit and the tie that Quan Huachen used.

The next morning, Kang-joo found himself having wet dreams.