I took this hole

But he complied calmly, then turned to look at Du Jing, "Ah Jing is not in a hurry to go home."

"..." Du Jing nodded consciously, ignored the pitiful gaze cast on him, and then turned his face out of the window.

Song Qingnian, who was cruelly rejected by the last person, slumped on the passenger seat with a look of lovelessness.

……

Outside the gate of the Song family villa, the car stopped, and Song Qingyao, who was dressed in a suit, looked coldly at Song Qingnian who was still on the passenger seat after opening the car door: "Why, do you still want me to invite you down? "

Song Qingyao's voice sounded especially cold in the night, and Du Jing also took a sympathetic look at Song Qingnian: With such a sinister brother with so many facets, it's no wonder that this young man was forced into a mentally ill posture .

Song Qingnian pretended not to hear, gritted his teeth and put on the seat belt, refusing to get out of the car.

Ah Qing who opened the car door looked helplessly at Song Qingyao, then at Song Qingnian, and finally said in a low voice: "Young master, you should come down, if you don't come down, the young master will definitely be angry."

"...I'm not going down!" Song Qingnian, who had held back for a long time, howled in Song Qingyao's direction, then turned away stubbornly.

"Song Qingnian, I think your skin is really itchy."

Song Qingyao, who was standing still, completely lost his tone. He didn't even pay attention to Jiang Cheng and Du Jing who were still on the side. He strode to the front of the car as soon as the sleeves came, as if he was going to tear Song Qingnian apart.

Du Jing watched with sweaty palms. He had met Song Qingyao before, but he didn't expect that the polite and treacherous Boss Song would be so open-minded about his anger. After watching for a few seconds, he looked at Jiang Cheng for help. .

Jiang Cheng stroked the child's head reassuringly, and said in a low voice, "Song Qingyao won't do anything to him."

... Which of these playmates in Los Angeles back then didn't know, although Song Qingnian always talked about how his brother bullied him, but as long as someone really rubbed against Song Qingnian outside, Song Qingyao would have to peel off a layer of skin I was willing to give up.There is nothing to worry about a younger brother controlling a madman.

Du Jing didn't know the reason behind this, but he just relaxed when he saw that Jiang Cheng was so relieved and didn't show any nervous expression. After all, although Jiang Cheng sometimes looked scary, his nature must still be good.

Du Jing is so wrong and unwavering on this point.

So he turned around carefully and began to watch the confrontation between Song Qingnian and Song Qingyao.

"Put the seat belt on, get down." Song Qingyao looked at Song Qingnian coldly.

"Go away! You smell of the perfume of those sluts!" Song Qingnian yelled at Song Qingyao with red eyes.

"I'll count to three. If you don't come down again, you won't have to go back to Song's house again in this life." Compared with Song Qingnian who ran away, Song Qingyao looked much calmer, but the ups and downs in those eyes were quite different. It added a bit of hostility to his already gloomy demeanor.

"Song Qingyao, you pervert, get the hell out of here—!" Song Qingnian grabbed his seatbelt, like a fish that would only be caught ashore and exposed to the sun, struggling terribly. Seeing Song Qingyao walk up to the open car door, he stretched out his legs and kicked it upwards. , "Get out of labor! - Get out!"

"Song Qingnian, I think I really praise you to the sky."

Song Qingyao's face was completely gloomy, and he clamped Song Qingnian's leg on one side, and pressed it up——

In Jiang Cheng's sight, Song Qingnian's figure froze suddenly.

With a "snap", the seat belt next to Song Qingnian was unbuckled, Song Qingyao raised his head and looked at Song Qingnian who still had a stiff face: "Get off."

"..." Song Qingyao froze for a few seconds, and then he came back to his senses. His eyes suddenly turned red, and he raised his hand to slap Song Qingyao, "Song Qingyao, go to hell!"

This slap stunned everyone, only Song Qingyao, who was turned away from the slap, bent his index finger and gently rubbed the corner of his mouth, raised his gaze again, and fell silent on Song Qingnian for a second, then he suddenly action--

Half a minute later, Du Jing stared dumbfounded at Song Qingnian being carried on Song Qingyao's shoulders, struggling and crying, into the Song family compound.

Ah Qing, who seemed to have gotten used to it, calmly paused in front of Jiang Cheng and Du Jing: "Master Jiang, please get in the car, I will take you and your classmates back."

It's just that on the way back, Du Jing was still worried, and after a while he turned to the person beside him: "Jiang Bingcheng, that Song Qingnian won't be domestically abused, right?"

Jiang Cheng smiled: "Look at the situation just now, who is abusing whom?"

028

The next day was the midterm exam for the first grade of Los Angeles No. [-] High School. As the first big exam for freshmen, the school naturally paid more attention to it.So this time, it was also the first time in the first year of high school that the exams were divided into classes according to the examination room and the examination number.

Originally, Jiang Cheng felt that he was in a good mood when he saw Du Jing carefully and earnestly told him to take the exam and correct his attitude. sunk.

——Why didn’t anyone tell him before that the test number arrangement of the test room is based on the age ranking of the last monthly test results?

Du Jing's examination room is surprisingly in the first examination room, but his examination room and Du Jing's examination room are no longer in the same building.

The result of the school's unusually serious attitude was that the exam was very serious and lasted for two full days, and there was no need to return to the classroom after the exam to leave school directly-this means that if the time was not agreed in advance, he and Du Jing would have two days to meet each other Can't see them all.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Cheng's expression was even more unattractive.Du Jing had a rare opening, and saw the crux of Jiangcheng's emotional changes. At this time, he gave Jiangcheng a light look: "Who made you fail in the previous monthly exam, you deserve it."

Hearing the words, Jiang Cheng raised his hand hanging aside without hesitation and squeezed it on the child's waist: "Ah Jing, I think your little claws are getting sharper and sharper."

This action made Du Jing feel weird and a little inexplicably embarrassed, but the head teacher was standing on the podium to talk, Du Jing didn't dare to do anything else, he could only bite his mouth and hold back, refusing to answer.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng became interested, and stretched his hand along the child's thin sweater. He could not put it down because of the warmth and slippery touch of the fingertips, and he was about to go along Du Jing's waistline. go down.

Du Jing endured so much that his face was blushing, but he only dared to lower his head and stare at the notes on the table, biting his lower lip to keep himself from making a sound.

Although he didn't know what Jiang Cheng was doing to him, he at least understood that his relationship with Jiang Cheng had long since surpassed the kind of friend he thought, and even seemed to have reached a level of taboo.He had a vague feeling... the relationship between him and Jiang Cheng could not be made public, otherwise both of them would become the target of public criticism.

Jiang Cheng turned his face sideways, and what caught his eye was the scene of Du Jing biting his lower lip so that his lower lip turned slightly white. Some unscrupulous hands paused under the sweater, and finally took it back with some reluctance. He took a deep breath. Tone, try to look away to the blackboard of the podium.

... Du Jing sitting next to him is so attractive, like a piece of white paper, he can't help but want to leave some thick and colorful marks on it, so that it can probably mark the person's collar. If you have all the rights, you can keep this person in your arms forever.

Jiang Cheng's eyes became more and more gloomy as he thought about it. After a while, he suppressed the turbulent emotions and turned to Du Jing, whose cheeks were still slightly pink: "Don't leave the exam room in a hurry after the exam, wait for me to go Looking for you."

Du Jing was still annoyed by being touched before, so he pouted his upper lip and gave him a look, then turned his face away, "I don't talk to scumbags."

"..." Jiang Cheng made him choke, and he couldn't help being angry and funny when he realized that he was about to reach out to catch someone again, but it was the desk supervisor who said, "Let's go to the examination room", so Jiang Cheng, who was a step behind, stared helplessly Seeing that Du Jing picked up his schoolbag and slipped away, he disappeared.

Jiangcheng has never seen a child run so fast: it seems that one is that the 1000-meter long-distance race was not registered for nothing, and the other is that the few touches just now really teased the child.

It wasn't until Du Jing's figure disappeared from Jiang Cheng's sight that Jiang Cheng unhurriedly looked away, then picked up his bag, and walked out of the classroom following his examination room number.

……

The last exam at noon was about 10 minutes away from the end, and a bright and tall figure had already appeared outside the door of the first exam room.The invigilator didn't notice it at the beginning, until he raised his head and found that some girls in the examination room always raised their heads and glanced at the front door seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.It’s fine if there’s only one, but the problem is that most of the girls in the exam room seem to be doing this—is it still possible to have the answers posted on the front door?

The teacher raised his head and looked over strangely, and then understood: the answer was indeed not posted on the front door, but the school grass of No. [-] Middle School was "posted".

The invigilator couldn't help being helpless: What are you doing... Isn't this disturbing the morale of the army?In this examination room, there are quite a few classmates from Class [-], that is, the classmate at the door. Is there anyone who harms his classmates so much?

Immediately afterwards, the teacher discovered a strange situation: the girls who did not raise their heads were all from Class [-].

The invigilator saw that the situation was a bit bad, so he could only clear his throat, and was about to tell everyone to answer the questions carefully, but before he could speak, a boy sitting in the front row of the answer sheet stood up,