Xueba is cold and lustful

"I'm not as free as you think," Su Jishi looked down at him, his black and blue eyes were extremely cold, and the words he said were also extremely indifferent, "Either listen to me and stay, or get out and live on your own." Extinguish, as you choose."

Chi Xingle was so angry that the corners of his eyes turned red. When his red eyes were fixed on Su Ji, the long knuckles he was holding turned white, and his emotions were pushed to the critical point of collapse. The next moment he either punched out, or He bumped into him, and after a long stalemate, he turned around and walked into the bathroom, with the sound of running water, and after a while, Chi Xingle came out, the emotion on his face had already calmed down, the tip of his hair, his chin, his nose, and the tip of his nose were covered with drops of water. The tails of the eyes are red, red with anger.

Su Jishi took a clean towel and pressed it firmly on his face, wiping off the water droplets hanging on it for him, with a calm expression, as if he was watching a child who was making trouble, "Go downstairs to eat , Come up and write the paper after eating."

Chi Xingle's long fingers holding the towel froze, and then he was so angry that he threw the towel directly on him.

When eating dinner, Chi Xingle sat next to Su Jishi. He originally wanted to dawdle for a while, but Su Jishi seemed to have seen his intentions, and said a word before eating, "You eat No longer than 10 minutes."

Chi Xingle paused while holding the chopsticks, greeted Su Jishi's ancestors in his heart, and then gave up the idea of ​​chewing a mouthful of rice thirty times before swallowing.

After dinner, Chi Xingle resignedly followed Su Jishi upstairs to write papers. Su Jishi went to the study next door and brought a chair over. The two sat side by side. He wrote two math papers with a pen, and got stuck on the third one. He poked the back of Su Jishi's hand with the tip of the pen, and said lazily: "Xueba, I can't do it here."

Su Jishi glanced sideways, and then circled a few key numbers on the topic with a pen, "Write down these known conditions on scratch paper, and then push the conclusion, and then we'll figure it out."

Chi Xingle let out an "oh", then raised his hand to pull out a piece of draft paper, and calculated according to his words. After ticking the options, he poked the back of Su Jishi's hand with the tip of his pen again, "Xueba, the fourth question I do not know either."

"This is a word problem, just find out its converse proposition."

"What is a converse proposition?"

"......"

Su Jishi took a deep breath, then took his own paper away, took out a math textbook and spread it beside Chi Xingle, pointed to a few lines on it and said, "This one, copy it ten times."

The corners of Chi Xingle's mouth twitched, "No copying, I can remember it after reading it once, I'm very strong."

Su Jishi looked at him expressionlessly, "Twenty times."

Chi Xingle shuddered, and his hands seemed to wind up like clockwork, "Ten times, right, I'll copy it right away."

In the next three hours, Su Jishi watched Chi Xingle finish the two papers, and then ticked off the knowledge points for him to copy tomorrow. Chi Xingle's brain and physical strength were exhausted to the extreme, and he became "big" after brushing his teeth Zi lay on the bed with his eyelids half-closed, as if he could fall asleep at any time, Su Jishi lay down beside Chi Xingle, and then looked at the fingerprints on his left cheek, it was better than yesterday, but still trace.

Chi Xingle managed to maintain his clarity and asked a question, "Xueba, how do you want to clear my name?"

"Give me your phone tomorrow, and I'll adjust the data of that wiretapping software." Su Jishi took a towel and said to Chi Xingle: "Your hair will fade after you dye it, so put it on."

Chi Xingle let out a weak "hmm", then turned over and turned the back of his head to face him, not wanting to talk to him, and soon fell asleep.

Hearing the sound of long breathing, Su Jishi was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand, wrapped his slender fingers around Chi Xingle's slender neck and lifted it up, put the towel on it, and then put it down, but his fingers did not Instead, he held Chi Xingle's head and made him turn over to face himself.

It took a lot of brainpower to write the topic all night, Chi Xingle was probably really exhausted, he still didn't wake up after being played by Su Jishi like this, without the cover of his hair, his beautiful eyebrows were exposed, and his long eyelashes were clear and clear Covered, his face looks white, clean and well-behaved, like a harmless little animal with a good temper, but Su Jishi knew that he was not, not only was he not soft, but he was also a tough one. He loosened his long fingers slightly, and Su Jishi lay down Chi Xingle's freshly dyed hair smelled of softener, and the short ends felt a little prickly, but it was still very soft. He looked at it for a while, and then closed his eyes.

Chi Xingle stayed at Su Jishi's house for nearly a week, during which time he sent a WeChat message to Chi Mumu to report that he was safe, and the fingerprints on his cheeks almost faded after a week, so he went to school with Su Jishi.

His appearance caused a lot of commotion in the third department of high school. His yellow hair disappeared, and his whole person looked like he had been completely reborn. His features were beautiful and his face was fair. After getting out of him, he waited for someone to stand in front of him, and lazily called him "Director Huang" in his usual tone of beating, Lao Huang regained his composure, and glared at Chi Xingle angrily, "Skipping class for a week, you want to go to heaven!" Yes or no?"

"Director Huang, calm down." Although Chi Xingle stood upright, his stretched limbs still showed a sense of indifference. He smiled. Although his superficial skin has become better, he still has that lazy little hooligan spirit in his bones Son, "Didn't my sister ask for leave for me? Don't lie to me."

Lao Huang let out a snort from his nose, "It's over when you come back. The principal is willing to give your dad a face this time, but next time you won't be so lucky. I will write a [-]-word self-criticism later. I will go to the flag raising platform next Monday to read."

The headmaster's wife had a relative in her natal family who had always wanted to hook up with Chi Yan'an and get the construction project in his hands. This time, Chi Yan'an made an exception and opened a back door for him.

The smile on his face faded a little, Chi Xingle curled his lips, "I can turn the page without his help, as I said, it wasn't me, but the group of grandchildren from No. [-] Middle School who surrounded and beat me, you don't believe me. "

To be honest, over the years Chi Xingle has not been very happy about Chi Yanan's self-righteous contribution, because every time Chi Yanan tried his best to find a relationship to suppress the matter, he was actually reminding Chi Xingle of an indisputable fact, that is, In Chi Yan'an's eyes, he is such an ignorant, inexperienced, trouble-loving and hopeless waste, so when he hears that he has disputes with others, Chi Yan'an will subconsciously think that he is the one who picks things up first, It was the fault party, and it was just a helpless act for him to protect it. There is no deep and great fatherly love. In fact, it was just for the sake of face, and he didn't want to be gossiped behind his back.

After talking with Lao Huang, Chi Xingle was in a bad mood. He turned the pen and wrote the questions one after another, with an absent-minded look. Just when he was distracted for the third time, he took the multiple-choice question as a fill-in-the-blank question. After filling in the numbers, Su Jishi next door said, "Write the questions carefully."

Chi Xingle has been dominated by the four words "write the question well" for nearly a week. He pushed the pen a little irritably, fell back, leaned his back on the back of the chair, and said with a sleepy expression: "I don't want to write ,Do not write."

Su Jishi's pen tip paused slightly, and then his cold and indifferent eyes swept over. Chi Xingle was uncomfortable being watched by him, so he sat down a little subconsciously, but he really didn't want to write, and he was not in the mood to write, so With long and clear eyelashes hanging down, the voice said lazily: "You said to help me, but you didn't tell me what to do. Now everyone thinks that I caused the trouble. In the end, it was settled by my dad. Lao Huang still wants me. It’s boring to write a [-]-word review and read it on the flag-raising platform next Monday.”

Chi Xingle's black-dyed hair has been washed many times, and the color is not as thick as ink like it was when it was just dyed, but instead slightly reveals a color similar to black tea, which complements his cold white skin, not to mention When he was talking, people had the illusion that he was a good student. Su Jishi noticed that many girls around him were secretly looking at Chi Xingle who had changed his hairstyle. The girl sitting obliquely behind him had the hottest eyes. In terms of substance, Chi Xingle would have been seen by her several holes, Su Jishi turned his body slightly, blocking that line of sight as if on purpose, with drooping dark eyelashes, he said in a calm tone: "Wait a minute, They'll be here in a while."

Chi Xingle didn't know who he was talking about, but such an endless sentence miraculously soothed his restless emotions. He picked up the pen again, pulled back the paper that he had pushed away, and continued to draw. Write a question, "Okay, I will believe you once."

After finishing a class, Chi Xingle felt bored in the classroom, so he went to stand on the corridor outside to enjoy the wind. You Yiqi and Zhou Jiacuo passed in front of him and went straight to Meng Jia who was by the window, " Meng Jia, I heard Brother Le is back, where is he?"

Meng Jia turned her head to look at them, and then looked over at Chi Xingle standing behind them. After a few seconds of infatuation, she kindly raised her finger, "There it is."

You Yiqi followed her gestures and looked back excitedly, his eyes touched Chi Xingle, he was stunned for two seconds, then he looked around and muttered, "Man, why didn't I see where Brother Le is? .”

Zhou Jiacuo was not as stupid as You Yiqi, he looked at Chi Xingle with hesitation in his eyes, and called tentatively, "Brother Le?"

You Yiqi was startled by him, he stared at the black-haired and pretty boy in the corridor with a fixed expression of horror, and subconsciously blurted out, "Brother Le, did you go to Bangziguo for plastic surgery?"

Chi Xingle raised his long leg and kicked him on the knee, and You Yiqi immediately bent down, holding his sore knee with one hand, with excitement and joy mixed on his distorted face, "It's Brother Le, he I like to kick me like this every time..."

Meng Jia and Zhou Jiacuo on the side heard a black thread.

After the pain subsided, You Yiqi circled Chi Xingle two and a half times, his eyes sparkled and he said: "Brother Le, your aesthetics have improved a lot. Which hair salon did you get it from? I also want it." Go shave the same style."