Creak!
The sound of the door being pushed open made the two people in the room stop arguing and turn around subconsciously.
Pa!
Chen Yu clapped his hands and opened his arms, "Professor!"
"You... You are..."
In the room.
Zhen Congming, who was wearing dirty clothes and holding his pants, saw the familiar figure standing in front of the door as if he was hit by a hammer. He stood there in a daze.
"Professor Zhen, do you still remember me?"
"Professor?" The person who argued with Zhen Congming was suspicious. He looked back and forth between Chen Yu and Zhen Congming and finally fixed his eyes on Zhen Congming. "You pervert, are you a professor? What professor? A professor of hybrid knowledge?"
"Get lost!"
Pushing away the 'obstacle' in front of him, Zhen Congming's eyes gradually turned red. He staggered and his hands trembled as he hugged Chen Yu tightly, "Little Brother!"
"Professor." Chen Yu was moved.