Xueba is cold and lustful

"I really don't know how I gave birth to a son who deserves to be beaten like you." Wen Tingyun sighed, then put down the script in his hand, and went into the kitchen to help the auntie bring out the prepared meals.

Su Jishi walked to the edge of the sofa and lowered his chin slightly. He could clearly see what Wen Tingyun and Chi Xingle were watching just now. The piles of scripts should be sent to Wen Tingyun by the film and television company The script, let her choose it for the artists under her, "If you feel bored, you don't need to talk to her."

Chi Xingle let out a "huh", his clear and clear eyelashes moved slightly, and then slowly added, "It's not very boring."

After dinner, Su Jishi went upstairs and returned to his room, and Chi Xingle went up with him, because he really couldn't resist Wen Tingyun's loving motherly eyes all the time.

There was a small sofa in Su Jishi's room. Chi Xingle was a little cautious at first, but then he was too tired and simply collapsed on the sofa, holding the pillow in a daze. During this period, Su Jishi went out for a while, and when he came back, he had an extra medicine chest.

Putting the medicine box on the table, Su asked urgently, "Do you still remember which medicines to apply?"

Chi Xingle nodded, said he remembered, and then opened the medicine box to find a cotton swab and wipe it with iodine. Su Jishi didn't walk away, just watched him wipe the medicine in front of the mirror, and after Chi Xingle finished treating his face After the wound, he pointed to his arm, "You are also bruised here."

Chi Xingle originally wanted to pretend not to see, but Su Jishi pointed it out, so he had no choice but to take out the medicinal oil and pour some on his hands, because he was afraid of pain, so he used very light force, basically like tickling Similarly, Su Jishi watched for a few seconds and said that his strength was not right, then took the medicated oil and poured it into the palm of his hand, grasping his arm with one hand, and lifted his cover with the other to reach the crook of his arm. Wipe the sleeves for him.

When Su Jishi's palm ran over the bruises for the first time, Chi Xingle frowned in pain, his mouth was tightly pursed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When Su Jishi finished wiping off the medicinal wine , his cheeks were wet with sweat, and the fine sweat flowed down his chin to his fair neck, and soon wetted half of his face.

There was a slight pause in the movement of getting up, and Su Jishi looked at him with long dark eyelashes hanging down, "Afraid of pain?"

Chi Xingle nodded, then wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, a white line was bitten on the inside of his mouth, "Don't look at me like that, I'll break into a cold sweat when it hurts, and I don't want to."

Su Jishi didn't intend to have a too in-depth discussion on this issue, so he simply changed the subject, "Didn't you check your phone today?"

When he asked this, Chi Xingle remembered that he hadn't looked at his phone today, so he quickly got up and turned it out, pressed it twice and found no response, he said: "It should be out of battery."

Su Jishi found the data cable, and after charging for a while, Chi Xingle pressed the power button, and a bunch of missed calls and text messages and WeChat messages popped up, including Chi Mumu's, Chi Yan'an's, You Yiqi's, and Zhou's. Gyatso’s and Lao Huang’s were all asking where he was. After he erased them one by one, he raised his eyes to look at Su Jishi, “Didn’t you tell Lao Huang that I’m with you?”

Su Jishi said: "No."

Chi Xingle pursed his lips, and after a long silence, he said: "It's fine if you don't have one."

He tapped open WeChat with a long finger, and found a new friend verification in it. The other person's profile picture was pitch black, and the WeChat account was a bunch of garbled characters. He didn't change his nickname or account number. His intuition told him that this was sent by Su Jishi. The time is 10:30 in the morning, the end of the second period.

"Let's pass, it's more convenient to find you." Su Jishi said.

Chi Xingle didn't expect to ask Su Jishi why he was looking for him, he followed his words and passed the verification information, and then changed the WeChat note name to his name in front of Su Jishi, but he forgot for a while. How to write Su Jishi's Jiji, so he typed the word cheng on it, remembering that the person concerned was still watching, he wanted to click in and change it, but Su Jishi said: "That's it, it's just a name."

That's right, it's just a name anyway, it doesn't matter what you write, Chi Xingle put down the phone, thinking about what to do next, whether to call Zhou Jiacuo and You Yiqi back, and then heard Su Jishi's voice Come over, "Can you tell me what happened now?"

The clear and clear long eyelashes were slightly raised, Chi Xingle looked into Su Ji's black eyes that were slightly dark blue, the emotion inside was still very cold, there was no warmth of earnest concern, as if he answered or If you don't answer, it won't affect anything. After being silent for a long while, Chi Xingle told Su Jishi everything in detail, including Bai Wenjin's installation of wiretapping software in his mobile phone, teaming up with Mo Ye to block him, and telling the principal Regarding the matter of sending anonymous text messages, it was just that the slap that Chi Yanan slapped him was vaguely taken away by him, but Su Jishi still guessed most of it. He is a smart person and knew that Chi Xingle didn't want to mention it, so he didn't ask. What.

After listening to the whole thing, Su Jishi did not comfort or express his point of view like ordinary people, but asked him calmly, "Do you want to return it?"

Chi Xingle raised his eyes and looked at him puzzled.

Su Jishi glanced slightly at the still clear fingerprints on his left cheek, and then spoke more clearly, "Return your innocence, and teach your stepmother's son a lesson by the way."

"I want to." Chi Xingle nodded his head twice very sincerely, "I really want to."

He wished he could kill that insidious pervert Bai Wenjin with a brick.

Su Jishi's dark eyes flashed a trace of emotion that was different from indifference, and his eyes fell on Chi Xingle's hair that covered his brows and was dyed yellow like a chicken coop, frowning slightly He frowned, with a hint of disgust clearly showing on his face, "You dye your hair black and cut it short first, otherwise we won't talk about it."

Chi Xingle's breathing was stagnant, and he was stunned. After a while, he discussed with him dryly, "...Can you change the conditions, I specially asked a hair stylist to design this."

Su Jishi hooked the corners of his mouth, and gave a rare smile. To be precise, it was a sneer full of irony, "I advise you not to patronize that hair salon, you are so stupid."

Chi Xingle opened his mouth, and his eyes became more angry, "Su Jishi, you are really annoying."

After being angry all night, Chi Xingle still compromised, and the next day he dyed his hair black and cut it short. The yellow and flowing long hair was gone. Chi Xingle felt that his head was much cooler, so he was not so disgusted.

The freshly dyed hair is like ink, the dark color makes his cold white skin fairer, the length is only a little longer than the board inch, and the whole eyebrows and eyes are exposed, Wen Tingyun likes his new hairstyle very much, Said that he seemed very energetic and even more obedient, Chi Xingle was dragged by her to take two photos, and then hurriedly ran up the stairs and closed the door, not daring to come down again, because the beauty filters women use when taking pictures are really terrible up.

When Su Jishi came home from school, Wen Tingyun was cooking, and he was humming a song in a good mood. When he saw him coming back, he immediately handed the phone to him, and said as if showing off: "Look at my new phone screen saver, Is it cute?"

In the photo, Chi Xingle was hugged by her shoulders, looking at the camera with a dazed and uncomfortable expression, his beautiful eyebrows became very clear without the cover of bangs, Wen Tingyun used the special effect of cat ears, two white little The ears set off Chi Xingle's peach blossom eyes more eye-catchingly, Su Jishi breathed slightly, and just looked at it quietly for seven or eight seconds.

Wen Tingyun hummed a song and took the phone away, and said to Su Jishi while walking towards the kitchen: "If you have time, you can find out Lele's tone for me, and ask him if he is interested in making a debut. If so, I will definitely sign him."

Su Jishi didn't hear what Qingwen Tingyun said, put his long fingers on the stairs and remained silent for a while, then recovered his senses and stepped up the stairs.

Chi Xingle fell asleep lying on the desk, with a paper under it, but he didn't write anything, obviously it was just used as a pad to sleep on the desk, Su Jishi walked behind him and looked at him with lowered eyes The hair that was dyed as black as ink, the long fingers hanging on the side of the leg moved slightly, and Chi Xingle woke up before he could lift it up.

When he saw Su Ji standing behind him, Chi Xingle was taken aback, his sleepy eyes opened wide, like a cat with fried hair, "What are you doing standing behind people when you have nothing to do, scaring people will scare people to death."

Su Jishi glanced across his beautiful eyebrows calmly, and said calmly: "You used my paper to sleep on."

The anger on Chi Xingle's face froze, then he shifted his eyes from side to side guiltily, and made an excuse in a low voice, "I didn't sleep for long, just for a while."

Su Jishi didn't say anything, and then took out a lot of papers from his schoolbag, "These are all issued by the school, you have to finish them in a few days."

Chi Xingle took it over and looked at it for a second, and was almost so angry that he swears. It contains Chinese, mathematics, English, chemistry, physics, and biology. You can’t even finish writing, and you still call me,” he counted, “it’s impossible to write eight.”

"Impossible must be possible," Su Jishi's tone was strong, without any room for negotiation, "If you can't finish writing, don't sleep."

"I don't." Chi Xingle is a typical type who eats soft things and doesn't take hard things. No one can force him to do things he doesn't like. Throwing the pile of papers on the desk, he got up and was about to go out, but just now After taking two steps, Su Jishi's cold and indifferent voice came from behind, "I saw your dad today, he is going to donate three more buildings to the No. [-] Middle School, contact Mo Ye and the others to compensate for the medical expenses, Chi Xingle, you How long do you want others to clean up the mess for you, while complaining about your father's eccentricity, and at the same time using him to take care of the aftermath for you, this is very contradictory."

The veins on the back of Chi Xingle's clenched fists were bulging, he pursed his lips, and a look of anger appeared in his eyes, like a little leopard who was on the verge of fury and would run away at any time, "I don't need you to worry about my affairs!"