Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

Early the next morning, Xia Mufei went back, and when Xuan Xuan woke up, he was the only one left at home.But this time he didn't feel scared anymore, Xia Murong coaxed him for a long time before leaving, so long that he was a little embarrassed himself, so he had to let him go.The porridge in the kitchen was still hot, and after filling his stomach, Xuan obediently read a book.

This was brought back by Uncle Xia last night. Before he left, the poor benefactor told him to review his homework and continue to go to school next year.It sounds simple, but Young Master Jiao unconsciously fell into deep thought, what about the tuition fees?The tuition fee for their school is one thousand and fourteen a year. Does the poor benefactor have so much money?Shaking his head, he declared that he would focus on the textbooks again. The most important thing at present is that he can keep up with the study progress of the second year of high school, otherwise it will cost twice as much to re-read for a year.

As for whether he could really go to school, Manifesto didn't think too much about it. Since the poor benefactor mentioned this, he just had to obey and do as he was told.As soon as Xia Murong opened the door, he saw Yan Yan seriously reading the book, with a slight smile on his face.Hearing the sound, the declaration rushed over quickly, "Brother..."

Being bumped into his arms, Xia Murong rubbed the boy's head, "Did I disturb you?"

Manifesto shook his head again and again, but he really didn't have the heart to continue reading. Where there are poor benefactors, he likes to hang around them.Seeing Yanyan follow behind him, Xia Murong turned around, "Yanyan, go to the room to read."

The first reaction of the declaration was to refuse, but the expression of the poor benefactor was quite serious, showing the seriousness of this sentence.The distressed Young Master Jiao let out an "oh", reluctantly picked up the books scattered on the table, moved back into the room step by step, and leaned on the bed to flip through the pages.

Afraid that Yanyan would be hungry, Xia Murong cooked two eggs, and when he gently opened the door, Yanyan was concentrating on reading a book.It turns out that Yanyan is very easy to calm down and read carefully when no one is disturbing.Realizing this, Xia Murong gently closed the door again, and only pushed the door open and entered the room when he heard movement in the room.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he saw the poor benefactor, his eyes lit up, his face was full of smiles, he casually wiped his wet hands on his clothes, and he was about to pounce on him bouncing around.Xia Murong stretched out his hand to stop, "Don't make trouble, are two enough?"

Manifesto nodded and nodded, but he didn't intend to take it at all, so Xia Murong helped peel off the eggshell and handed it over.Young Master Jiao puffed up his cheeks and yelled happily, Xia Murong couldn't help laughing because of his exaggerated appearance, it's just an egg, as for that.

In the next week, Manifesto, who was ordered to read books at home, stayed at home obediently and flipped through books, but after the eighth day, when he didn't see the poor benefactor all day, Young Master Jiao couldn't help it.He knew that Uncle Xia and the poor benefactor were deliberately hiding what they were doing from him. They probably didn't want him to worry about it. He just had to read the book carefully.

But this is definitely not a reason for him not to meet the poor benefactor.With a flick of the book, Young Master Jiao didn't care about reading at this time, he was watching the door anxiously, only at sunset did he see a familiar figure from afar, and he ran away without saying a word, and was about to start jumping a meter away, scared Xia Murong stepped forward to catch him with a few big strides.

"Brother, brother, I miss you so much, why didn't you come back at noon." Xuan Xuan hugged his poor benefactor tightly, feeling both happy and wronged in his heart.No, if it's still like this tomorrow, he will go with him too, don't be alone at home.Xia Murong's brows trembled slightly, and there were slight beads of sweat on his forehead, but he didn't act like a spoiled child in refusal, and carried him all the way back home.

Under the setting sun, dark red bloodstains faintly ooze from the back of the tall boy.

After exhaling, Xia Murong sent a few words to get him a suit, while he went into the bathroom, took off his clothes and frowned and looked at his back in the mirror.Today, he was unlucky and met a few unreasonable vendors. Seeing his face, he teamed up and asked him for the stall fee.Different from Xiao Fei’s simple finding faults, this time, the opponent actually made a move under the dispute, and Xia Murong fought back without thinking too much. With one against three, the opponent seized the opportunity again. Although he won, he suffered a lot. .

damn it!

With a cold face, Xia Murong let the cold water from the shower wash over his body, and the traces of blood were scattered under the washing of the water, and then faintly seeped out again, and the cycle continued like this.You shouldn't, you shouldn't, those people shouldn't be talking about his looks, God knows Xia Murong hates this the most, so he was so ruthless.There is no way to go to that place for the time being, and he can guarantee that those people will definitely have someone ready and waiting for him there tomorrow, and the number of people will definitely double.

After finally finding a place to stay, now I have to start all over again, Xia Murong is not without anxiety.September is almost over, and Yanyan's living expenses and tuition fees have not yet been settled, not to mention... Xia Murong's eyes darkened a bit, not to mention that he is going to college, not for anything else, just for the sake of breath.

This is what his mother expects from him.

For this, he needs more money, and his family will definitely not provide him with money for college.Xia Murong frowned, he didn't regret adopting Yanyan, but he couldn't think of a way to make money quickly.Once you miss this period of time, when you go to school, your chances of earning money will be greatly reduced.

"Brother, clothes." Manifest knocked on the door, and after seeing the poor young master's good figure through the crack of the door, even though he had known it for a long time, he still felt a little jealous.Hey, that's great, how can a poor benefactor have such a good figure.

He casually rubbed some medicine on himself, and it happened that Yan Yan brought a black short-sleeved shirt, so Xia Murong wore it directly, but there was no need to worry that Yan Yan would find out.As a result, as soon as Xia Murong put on his pants, there was an exclamation from outside the door, and the next moment, the bathroom door was pushed open with a bang, and the panting child asked him silently with red eyes, What he held in his hand was the blue short-sleeved shirt he had just replaced, with a large dark blood stain on his back.

Xia Murong's back still hurts faintly, but what made him even more troubled was how to explain it to Yan Yan.As soon as Xia Murong was about to speak, Young Master Jiao on the other side began to cry, oh, how could this happen, is the poor benefactor seriously ill, is he going to die?Why is there so much blood on the clothes, woo woo woo...

"Yanyan, are you cursing me?" Xia Murong took his clothes angrily and funny, walked out calmly, and came to the laundry room.Young Master Jiao, who followed closely behind the poor benefactor, realized that he had accidentally said what was in his heart, and he no longer concealed his thoughts, sobbing, he stretched out his hand and was about to lift Xia Murong's clothes to check.

Xia Murong lifted his clothes freely, and as expected, the boy behind him cried even more fiercely, and he didn't see a tendency to stop until he finished washing the clothes.Dragging the mobile luggage to the balcony, and then to the sofa, the boy who had been pulling behind him consciously sat on his lap again, carefully nestled in his arms and hugged his waist, and said He also whimpered and reminded, "Don't lean on it, wound, wound!"

With just this one sentence, Xia Murong's heart softened and softened, and most of the boredom of the day disappeared. He couldn't help but reached out and wiped the boy's teary face, and coaxed in a soft voice, "Good boy!" , Speak well, don't cry, brother doesn't hurt."

The poor benefactor doesn't love him, but he does. When Xuan Xuan thought of the panic when he saw the blood-stained clothes before, and the two bright bloodstains on the poor benefactor's back later, his brows frowned so painfully. stand up.How could such an injury not hurt.Sniffing, Young Master Jiao carefully licked the poor benefactor's chin, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who did it? Bro, who hit you...Brother, tell me...Brother, I will avenge you... Brother, it hurts, right... Brother..."

The endless murmurs ended between the lips and teeth of the two, just sticking together, without any movement, but it was more trance-like than ever before.

After regaining his senses, Xia Murong panicked for a moment. He didn't know why he made such an impulsive move. It could only be attributed to Yan Yan's liking for such kisses, and he subconsciously chose the way Yan Yan liked to block. Stop the whisper that made him feel distressed and disturbed.But deep down in his heart, there was a voice struggling to express his thoughts, which was suppressed by him.

If it was normal, Young Master Jiao would definitely be delighted by this unexpected kiss, but now his mind is not very focused on it, and all he sees is the wound on the back of the poor benefactor.The funny thing is, this didn't prevent Young Master Jiao from grabbing the opportunity and sticking out his tongue into the poor benefactor's mouth.The poor benefactor rarely took the initiative to kiss him. This time it must have been so painful that he couldn’t hold his face and screamed for pain, so he used this method to relieve the pain. Mom said that kissing can relieve pain. The poor benefactor must know that he is so severe This way.

So, Young Master Jiao, who was still seeing golden peas in his eyes, grabbed the poor benefactor's neck and tried his best to "relieve the pain" for the poor benefactor.I worked so hard that I unconsciously lost my mind, wondering why the taste in the mouth of the poor benefactor is so good, and even tried to fight with the restless tongue in the mouth of the poor benefactor, this soft thing turned out to be I've been avoiding him all this time, why?

Xia Murong's whole body stiffened, nervousness was his only feeling now.He didn't know how things would develop into what they are now, but he was not a fool after all, no matter how normal he thought before, he knew that this kind of kiss was definitely beyond the so-called normal category.Those who should push Yan Yan away, should tell him that such a kiss is not allowed, and should take the opportunity to completely get rid of Yan Yan's habit of kissing him every now and then...

However, no action has been taken.It was obvious that reason was clamoring desperately, but his body didn't move at all. Even when he bit his lower lip dissatisfied with his words, he even instinctively sucked back.Then Yanyan, who had grasped this point in an instant, spared no effort to experiment, from his lower lip, to his teeth, and then to his tongue, the boy thought it was amused, and actually laughed.

Xia Murong finally came back to his senses, pushed Yanyan away, frowned, "Nonsense! Yanyan..." Before the words of reproach could be said, Yanyan laughed even more happily, and the whole person happily slapped him in his arms Get out, "Hey hey, brother, your lips are so red and delicious, I like them."

With a "boom", Xia Murong blushed completely, being... molested.