The attacker next door always wants to overwhelm him

Uncle came, and my aunt and Feng Ziyu were basically fine. The director who had been questioning Feng Ziyu just now looked like a dog, nodding and bowing to his uncle.Feng Ziyu was very low-key at school, and almost no one knew about the situation at home, so this time it was a last resort.

My uncle settled the matter with thunder.

In the afternoon, when Feng Ziyu and Wenyi went to class, they met the director outside the classroom. The director had a big belly, and forced a smile on his face full of fat.

Director: "Hurry up and go to the classroom, class is about to start."

Wen Yi and Feng Ziyu nodded and walked quickly into the classroom, Wen Yi said to the director behind his back, "What did you do to make him remember you?"

Feng Ziyu: "This is a long story."

A lack of interest in literature and art said that it is better not to talk about it.

During class, several students were called out by the director to talk. Feng Ziyu was kind to some of them, and they were the ones who gossiped behind his back.

After class, Feng Ziyu and Wenyi went out of school together, and Wenyi had already gone to Feng Ziyu's place for lunch habitually.When the two reached home, Jing Huan followed.

Jing Huan put away the ingredients and said to Feng Ziyu, "Zizi, did your uncle go to school today?"

Feng Ziyu was surprised, he didn't know about literature and art, but Jing Huan did.

Wenyi also heard it, and hurriedly asked, "What does your uncle go to school for?"

Feng Ziyu rubbed his nose: "It's nothing, just a small matter." After speaking, he glared at Jing Huan: "How do you know!? Don't say you let people watch me!"

Jing Huan saw his furious look, and hurriedly followed suit: "No, no, what era is this?"

Feng Ziyu sat angrily, her little face wrinkled together, Jing Huan smiled and thought: It's so cute.

Jing Huan rested for a while, and said to Feng Ziyu, "Have you finished your homework today?"

Feng Ziyu wailed, and cast a glance at Jing Huan: "Why do you remind me, I hate you~"

Feng Ziyu dragged her feet and obediently went to do her after-school homework, which was due on Thursday. Feng Ziyu went into the room and spread out a pen and paper, took out a ruler and pencil one by one, and started drawing!

Feng Ziyu didn't know where to start. She was a little lazy in class before, so she didn't know how to use many formulas.I bent over and sat at the desk for more than an hour, and when I raised my head, my neck felt a sharp pain!

Jing Huan came over and knocked on the door: "Is the painting finished?"

Feng Ziyu looked at what he had painted, and said, "Nothing."

Jing Huan came in with some cut fruit, and found that there were several professional books spread out on the desk, and the computer webpage was hung up. He searched for knowledge points and reference pictures of various pictures, pencils and rulers were placed randomly, and there were buildings in the drawing paper. Diagrams from various perspectives.There was no room on the table for a plate of fruit.

Jing Huan could only hold the fruit in his hand and said, "Let's eat something first."

Looking at the lines on the drawing paper, Feng Ziyu almost went blind, and pulled her hair twice: "Don't eat, don't eat, I want to finish drawing in one go!"

Seeing him like this, Jing Huan reached out to stroke his hair and said, "Get up, brother will teach you how to draw."

Feng Ziyu obediently stepped aside, holding a fruit plate to watch Jing Huan draw a picture, Jing Huan took another piece of drawing paper, explained what to pay attention to while drawing, and at the same time incorporated the formula into it and dismantled it one by one.

Jing Huan has slender fingers, and looks very good-looking when holding a brush.Feng Ziyu ate and listened, feeling enlightened and eager to try. Seeing him like this, Jing Huan stepped aside and let Feng Ziyu paint.

Feng Ziyu touched the doorway, although he was still a little dizzy, but it was much better than messing about by himself.Seeing that he was serious about painting, Jing Huan stood quietly beside him for a while, and then retreated when he saw that there was no major problem.

Feng Ziyu finished her homework in one go, and when she came out, she saw Jing Huan busy in the kitchen, Wenyi was eating sunflower seeds, she had no intention of helping at all, so she could only silently go to help.

Seeing him coming in, Jing Huan asked unexpectedly, "Did you finish the painting?"

Feng Ziyu nodded: "The painting is finished." Then he said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you today."

Jing Huan was really surprised, this kid has changed a bit.While busy, he said, "You can ask me next time if you don't understand."

"Yeah." Feng Ziyu was a little hungry, stretched his neck and asked, "What's for dinner tonight? What else do you have left? Is there anything to cut and wash?"

Jing Huan really sent him to wash the vegetables.

The two worked together in a division of labor, Jing Huan gave the big dishes, and Feng Ziyu fried the green vegetables.

For dinner, Feng Ziyu ate more than usual, never felt that the dishes he cooked were so delicious!Like a satiated cat, satisfied~

After Feng Ziyu was full, he proudly said to Wenyi: "Wenyi, I have finished drawing all the pictures!"

Wenyi immediately stopped the chopsticks holding vegetables, and made a circle to curse you: "Are you going to abandon me?"

Feng Ziyu proudly said: "That's right, from now on I will be a good young man with morality, intelligence and physique!"

Jing Huan said coolly from the side: "That's good, get up and run with me tomorrow morning."

Feng Ziyu's deflated expression: "Let me think about it again."

Wenyi laughed loudly: "This is called one thing descending one thing."

Seeing Feng Ziyu gnashing his teeth, Jing Huan glanced at Wenyi, indicating that it was almost enough.

Wenyi closed his mouth and stopped laughing, but even his shoulders trembled and kept going.

Feng Ziyu expressed his anger, and glared at Wenyi: "We broke up for half an hour."

Wenyi couldn't help laughing out of shame: "Hahahaha."

Seeing that Feng Ziyu had left, Jing Huan got up slowly, and before leaving, he said, "You are in charge of washing up today."

Wenyi wailed: "No, I know I was wrong~"

Jing Huan ignored it and went back to his side to read the mail.

The next morning, Jing Huan woke up Feng Ziyu from his sleep at six o'clock.

Feng Ziyu didn't wake up, his eyes were sleepy, and he yawned with tears in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Get up and go for a run." Seeing his pitiful appearance, Jing Huan struggled for a while, and finally decided to wake him up.

"No." Feng Ziyu turned over and continued to sleep.

Feng Ziyu's legs were sandwiched between the quilt, and his exposed calves were crystal clear, and a corner of the pajamas at his waist was lifted. Jing Huan swallowed subconsciously, feeling hot all over.

This is too white...

Jing Huantian fought for a while, and finally went out silently.I silently said to myself: Take him out for a run tomorrow.

Jing Huan brought some breakfast with him when he came back, and processed it himself when he came back.

Before the alarm clock rang, Feng Ziyu woke up, and followed the scent into the kitchen in a daze.

"It smells so good." Feng Ziyu said with sleepy eyes.

Jing Huan saw a little hair on his head, so he raised his hand to smooth it out, but it was not smooth, so he touched it instead.

"I'm going to wash up and eat breakfast. I'll take you to school later." Jing Huan turned Feng Ziyu's body around and pushed him out of the kitchen.

"No, it's not far away." Feng Ziyu said.

Jing Huan: "I happen to have something to go to school, and I will pick you up for lunch at noon."

Feng Ziyu woke up sleepy, knowing that this was Jing Huan's disguised warning to those who gossip behind their backs.

Feng Ziyu felt warm in his heart, and an indescribable feeling spread throughout his body.I can't help but think, actually being with Jing Huan is not bad...

Knowing what he was thinking, Feng Ziyu was taken aback, patted his cheek vigorously, complaining about Feng Ziyu in his heart, Feng Ziyu, you have fallen!

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