Xueba is cold and lustful

Su Jishi was sitting on the desk by the window writing questions. Chi Xingle didn't want to disturb him at first, but he didn't know where he was sleeping, so he walked slowly behind him and asked, "Xueba, where do I sleep?" ?”

Su Jishi's pen tip paused slightly, then turned his head to look at him, and after sweeping his gaze over his fair and clean face, he said in a cold voice, "Dry your hair before going to bed."

There is only one bed here. Chi Xingle followed his words and glanced at the big bed that can sleep two people, and then went to get a hair dryer to dry his hair. It's a guest room for people to live in, but it's hard for him to ask Su Jishi why he didn't clean up a guest room for him, because this is someone else's home, it's good to have a place to sleep, and he can't ask for too much.

Chi Xingle's hair was a bit long, and it took more than ten minutes to dry it. He flicked the dry hair and got ready to go to bed. He hesitated between sleeping on the left side or the right side. After a while, he turned his head and asked Su Ji, " Xueba, can I sleep on the left side?"

Su Jishi didn't look up, and was still concentrating on writing the paper, "Whatever."

Leaning against the wall on the left side will make Chi Xingle feel safe. He originally thought that sleeping on an unfamiliar bed would definitely be a bit uncomfortable, but after lying down on the soft pillow for a while, he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he felt sleepy.

It has been more than half an hour since Su Jishi finished writing the paper. He inadvertently looked at the bed, and saw Chi Xingle curled up on the side of the wall and fell asleep, with his back slightly bent and his body only occupying the The bed was only half covered with the quilt, and the wall clock on the wall was already past eleven o'clock. Su Jishi put away the paper and turned off the desk lamp, and then walked to the bedside in slippers. In fact, he could not accept being with others. He can't sleep, even Lu Heng, who has been playing since he was a child, can't explain why Chi Xingle can, probably because Chi Xingle is so pitiful today. When he was squatting by the alley with the stray cat, Su Ji In fact, he hid in the dark and watched for seven or eight minutes before deciding to go up. He couldn't explain why the slight sympathy suddenly appeared. He just felt that he wanted to go up at that time rather than just go away. go.

Maybe the clothes were really too big, after the sleeves were rolled up with Chi Xingle's sleeping position, Su Jishi saw black and blue marks on his arms, as if he had hit something, and the blood was bruised on his white skin. Obviously, he couldn't pretend he couldn't see it.

After standing and watching for a long time, Su Jishi remembered to turn off the lights. The moment the room was dark and all the light was taken away, Chi Xingle seemed to turn over, and then shrank his body even smaller, 1.7 meters eight He shrunk into a small ball, almost touching the wall, and his breath was a little short. When Su Ji lay down, he realized something was wrong. He tried to turn on the light again. When the room was lit up, he saw Chi Xingle wrinkled. The raised eyebrows relaxed slightly, and the limbs stretched a little, but they were still curled up, like a small shrimp. This was a very insecure sleeping position.

Su Jishi remembered that he was afraid of ghosts, could he also be afraid of the dark?His well-defined long fingers touched Chi Xingle's hair subconsciously, and he stroked it soothingly twice, but Chi Xingle in his sleep retreated towards the wall, subconsciously showing a reaction of avoiding the soothing touch of others Su Jishi had never met a person as complicated as Chi Xingle, and it was more difficult than any of the problems he had solved. Without giving up, he moved his long finger and directly covered Chi Xingle's right cheek, The skin attached to the palm was smooth and delicate, but it set off his dry palm a bit rough, Su Jishi thought to himself, what a little rascal with thin skin and tender flesh.

When Chi Xingle fell asleep, he was very quiet, occupying that small space, and did not move his nest at dawn. Su Ji sometimes had a biological clock. He got up at 10:10 minutes every day, went downstairs to have breakfast at [-]:[-], and then He went out to school at [-], and arrived at the door of the classroom at [-]:[-]. He was never late and never early, but he got up [-] minutes late today.

Wen Tingyun was on vacation recently. When Su Jishi went downstairs, she had already prepared breakfast. Su Wenyan had morning class today, and she left the house at seven o'clock. Seeing that only Su Jishi was the only one going downstairs, she let out a "huh" , "Where's your little classmate, doesn't he have to go to school?"

Su Jishi went to the kitchen to get a fresh-keeping bag to put the breakfast in, and while putting it in, he replied to Wen Tingyun's words, "He's still sleeping, he won't go to school today, he's going to wake up and you're hungry, just get him something to eat .”

He drank the soy milk in the cup, and when he was about to leave, he saw Wen Tingyun's smile that was about to reach his ears, and added by the way, "Put away your thought-loving smile, don't scare people."

Wen Tingyun's face darkened when he heard this, and when he saw Su Jishi's handsome and indifferent face, he became angry, "Go away, don't annoy me in front of me, I will get angry when I see you, and I want to beat someone when I hear you talk."

Su Jishi didn't speak, and glanced at Wen Tingyun indifferently. That glance directly caught Wen Tingyun's anger. When he was kicked out, Su Jishi was a little helpless. Compared with worrying that Chi Xingle would conflict with Wen Tingyun , he was more worried that his old mother's abnormal behavior of overflowing maternal love would scare him.

When Chi Xingle woke up, he was the only one in the bedroom. The quilt was well covered, and there was a new set of clothes on the stool by the bed. When he went to wash up, he found that the clothes he changed last night had already been washed. Yes, there are new toothbrushes and water glasses on the vanity table. After brushing his teeth, he changed his clothes and went downstairs, thinking that he would have to find a place to live today.

Wen Tingyun was downstairs choosing scripts for artists. When he saw Chi Xingle, he smiled and greeted him, "You're hungry. The breakfast is on the table. It's still hot. If you think it's not hot enough, tell auntie, auntie." Warm it up in the microwave."

Chi Xingle hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was necessary to say hello to someone before leaving. He stood in front of Wen Tingyun, and before he could speak, Wen Tingyun took a look at his clothes, "Put on the clothes you wore when you were young." Big, what size do you wear, Auntie calls and asks someone to buy you some sets."

As she spoke, she was going to get her mobile phone to dial. Chi Xingle was not used to such considerate care, so she waved her hands stiffly, and said dissuadingly: "Ah, auntie, no need, I'll just wear this."

Seeing that he was not very willing, Wen Tingyun didn't insist, and pulled him to sit on the sofa, and smiled at him tenderly, "It's fine to wear this, you look good, and you can look good in anything, and it's smaller than what auntie wears." Celebrities are beautiful."

Chi Xingle: "......"

"Auntie doesn't know your name yet?"

"Chi Xingle," Chi Xingle grasped the hem of his clothes a little uncomfortably, and explained with his long and clear eyelashes drooping: "It's carpe diem in time."

Wen Tingyun's eyes widened in surprise, "We were still a couple when we were young."

Chi Xingle's breath suddenly stagnated, and he felt a little ashamed because of this inexplicably, why Su Jishi, who had a cold and nerdy face, had such a lively mother, it was completely different from what he thought.

Seeing Chi Xingle's somewhat cramped and bewildered expression, Wen Tingyun suppressed the urge to pinch his cheek, and said with a smile: "Auntie won't tease you anymore, Lele, are you and Shi Xiao a classmate?"

"Well, at the same table," Chi Xingle added in case Wen Tingyun misunderstood something, "I'm the last one in my grade, and the one who always fights and skips class and gets poor grades is a punk."

It was the first time for Wen Tingyun to see someone with a fair face on her face, saying that she was a gangster in a cute tone and soft voice, she couldn't help but laugh, her eyes filled with overflowing maternal love, "It's okay, it's okay, the grades are not good It doesn't matter if you are good, Auntie knows you are a good boy, not bad at all."

These words hit Chi Xingle's weakness, he thought of Chi Yan'an, and his indiscriminate reprimands and beatings, his eyes were slightly jerky, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you really think I'm a good person?" child?"

"Of course." Wen Tingyun looked at him with a smile on his face without any hesitation, and said in a natural tone: "You are so good-looking, how could you be a bad boy."

Standard typical and stubborn Yangou ideas.

Chi Xingle: "......"

Su Jishi was a little absent-minded in class today, took out his mobile phone during the break, and found that he did not have Chi Xingle's contact information, so he sent a WeChat to Lu Heng, asking him to push Chi Xingle's WeChat to him.Lu Heng sent several ridicule emoticons in a row, and then pushed the WeChat over. Su Jishi clicked on the business card, zoomed in on Chi Xingle's profile photo for a while, and then sent it to a friend for verification.

During the lunch break, Su Jishi took out his mobile phone and found that there was no WeChat message. When the first get out of class ended in the afternoon, there was still no message. After the school bell rang, he took it out to check, but the message was still not passed.

Lu Heng saved up three pages of competition questions to ask Su Jishi, just as he came in through the front door with his book in hand, he saw Su Jishi walking through the back door.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the gravel road, and the birds returning home passed through the clouds and sank into the small forest at dusk.

When Su Jishi opened the door with the key, he saw two figures sitting on the sofa at a glance. Chi Xingle's back was facing him, and he was wearing his clothes. His wide trousers were rolled up by him, revealing a section of his body Thin and fair ankles, the back looks thin and quiet, Wen Tingyun is holding a printed document and talking to him, taking notes with a marker pen from time to time, Chi Xingle listens very carefully, and looks at it with a white face It actually gave birth to a cute taste.

Wen Tingyun just talked about the turning point of the script in her hand, when she looked up, she saw her son who was born with facial nerve paralysis stuck in the hallway, she frowned, "Why are you standing there when you have nothing to do?"

Su Jishi closed the door, put the key on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and stated the fact to her calmly, "School is over, I'm going home."

Wen Tingyun: "..."

Chi Xingle looked at the pair of mother and child with big eyes and small eyes, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved, but the smile didn't last long, and a sad emotion welled up in his eyes, although he was quickly expressed with clear and clear words. The eyelashes covered it, but Su Jishi still saw it, not only saw it, but also saw it very clearly.