I haven't been a scumbag for many years

Xie Dongli choked so much that tears came out. He held the glass on his chest that was about to fall to the ground, and looked at Song Jiu who was scratching his head and trying to seduce him in embarrassment.

He had never seen Song Jiu like this.

It used to be reserved, shy, and shy.

He was so anxious that he couldn't move at all, and he even cried.

But now, is this guy who is eager to make trouble really Song Jiu?

He was a little unconvinced.

But a person's essential character is diverse and contradictory.

In most of Song Jiu's shy and inactive personality, there must be a proactive personality that is eager to try.

Well, this ill-advised estimate is enough.

Xie Dongli pulled the water from his clothes, and then said to Song Jiu, "You, go and put on your clothes properly. The second room, the master bedroom, has clothes in the closet."

Song Jiu was silent for a while, and then ran to get dressed with a flushed face.

If Xie Dongli hugged him like an old critic just now and wanted to make trouble, he might be shy in his heart but took the initiative on his face.

But Xie Dongli asked him to go get dressed, and he suddenly realized that Xie Dongli didn't even want to do that kind of thing.

oh my god~

There is no face!

The so-called warming bed is not just warming the bed, but also literally warming the bed.

For example, his brother's little maid who warmed the bed, but she became an aunt when she grew up.

But he can't be blamed for this, after all, it's hot weather now, Xie Dongli wants him to warm the bed, can Song Jiu not want to be crooked?

Song Jiu got dressed.

These clothes have been washed and hung in the closet one by one.Song Jiu looked at the shoes in the closet that fit his size, feeling something was wrong.

But he didn't think too much about it.

It's just a secret secret!

Xie Dongli is much taller than him, and even his shoes are several sizes larger than him.

Song Jiu didn't feel that these things belonged to Xie Dongli himself, but felt that these things were specially prepared by Xie Dongli for him.

But it's impossible to think about it.

Suppressing my thoughts, I lay on the bed in the little panda pajamas. The thin quilt was fragrant and soft, which was very comfortable.

Then, he fell asleep, dark and sweet.

The last thought is - the bed is so comfortable~~

Xie Dongli didn't hear Song Jiu coming out for a long time. He poured another glass of water to drink, took a shower and changed his clothes.Go in at this time.Before they came back, he had turned on the central air conditioner on his phone, so the room was still a bit chilly.

Song Jiu slept soundly.

The corners of the mouth are raised, the face is pouty, and the lips are red and tender.

Xie Dongli let out a breath, and covered him a little with the quilt.

His little cutie is really weird.

When Song Jiu woke up the next day, she had a weird expression, and she didn't know whether she was warming Xie Dongli's bed or Xie Dongli was warming his bed.

Anyway, when he opened his eyes the next day, he found that he was sleeping with Xie Dongli's neck drool wet his shoulders.

Song Jiu immediately wiped it off for him.

How could he sleep on Xie Dongli's body?

This unscientific.

But he has never slept with anyone else, so it's not surprising that he slept on him.

But he's always been sleeping pretty well.

Is the pillow too soft?

Is the bed too comfortable?

It is possible!

Xie Dongli was woken up by him, and then snorted, with a bad face.

Song Jiu's expression turned pale.

Well, well, it's my fault.The drool shouldn't be dripping onto his shoulders.

Xie Dongli woke up three times last night before he held Song Jiu in his arms and slept through the night.

After all, Song Jiu's sleeping position is really good, and she will automatically correct it.

Lie upright, put your hands next to you, very cute.

Day by day, Xie Dongli taught Song Jiu how to use electrical appliances and tools, and told him what to do and what to use, everything in detail.

Song Jiu accepted these things very well.

Including Xie Dongli who told him that he had to clean the toilet every day, and he knew how to clean it obediently.Moreover, sometimes he forgot that Xie Dongli would only glance at him instead of scolding him.

Song Jiu: "..."

After a long time, Song Jiu began to push his nose on his face.

"Boss~ I'm so tired today, why don't you go wash the dishes~"

"Boss, boss, I don't want to dry clothes, can you go?"

"Boss~"

Xie Dongli knew from the beginning that he was acting like a baby, which was wrong.He shouldn't have pampered him like this, and the result... no result.

After Song Jiu became familiar with the basic life operations, he began to teach him to read and write.

Xie Dongli started Mr. Xie's education journey, which is a very difficult journey, but he must complete it, and he will reap different fruits on this journey.

Such as bitterness, such as adding fuel to the fire, such as being tempted and patient!

Hey~!

It really pissed him off as a teacher, Song Jiu was really lazy.

It is very difficult for him to study hard.It is more difficult than getting a dog not to eat poop.

Song Jiu started to feel drowsy after looking at the dictionary.

Such a grown-up person can only memorize the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic, and know some characters.I will also write some muddy poems.

Xie Dongli didn't ask him to go to university to become a graduate student or a postdoctoral fellow.

He only asked him to be able to learn pinyin, and then to recognize all the characters, as long as he could listen, read, read and write.In the end, Song Jiu was like a puddle of mud. She arched twice, squeaked, and fell off the wall again.

Xie Dongli: "What do you know?"

Song Jiu said shyly, "I know how to eat."

Xie Dongli: "..."

Song Jiu thought: The boss is so kind, he doesn't look like a debt collector at all, he looks like Guanyin Bodhisattva descending from the sky to save the suffering.He took himself to eat a lot of delicious food. He had never seen or heard of it before, let alone tasted it.Especially those seafood, really delicious.He likes to eat red hair crab very much, it is delicious!good boss!

The only thing that makes Xie Dongli gratified is that this guy finally has a skill, Song Jiu can draw.

He draws very well.

He even drew a picture on a pair of fans made by Xie Dongli, and Xie Dongli wrote an inscription, which was finally sold by someone for 2 yuan.

People think that the picture of winter plums and snow on the fan is particularly artistic, and it is completely different from the modern paintings that are full of craftsmanship and craftsmanship.

Xie Dongli was actually not very happy about Song Jiu's painting.But... it seems that he only got the hang of this innate skill.

If you don't like it, you don't like it, but Song Jiu likes it, so he doesn't worry about it.With myself protecting him from the wind and rain, it is impossible for the kind of thing in the plot to happen.

In the plot without Xie Dongli's participation.

Song Jiu was wandering in this world, and his body was robbed completely. He didn't even keep his clothes. The person who robbed him had some sympathy and left him a pair of pants.Otherwise, he doesn't even have a pair of briefs or boxers, which is really miserable, and he can't even hide the bird.

I was so hungry that I was pitiful, and I couldn't find what I could eat and what I couldn't eat in the trash.

Then, when he was looking for food in the alley, he met three wild dogs.

He was hungry and explosive, and he ran fast.

As a result, he was nearly hit by a car.

Although he was not killed and the car braked in time, he was still hit in the head.This led to the hospital.

The owner of the car is a very rich president, the boss of the Lin Group, young, promising, handsome and rich in money, cold and ascetic with a white moonlight in his heart.

Then the doctor cleaned Song Jiu's wound with alcohol cotton, and then subconsciously helped Song Jiu wipe his face a few times.It was so dirty.

The result is this wipe.

Hey!

Incredible.

The skin is super white, as soft and flawless as milk tofu.

When Lin Anche saw Song Jiu's face, she narrowed her eyes. Although her face was expressionless, her heart was shocked.

Song Jiu and his Bai Yueguang look exactly like each other.

Niang Xipi, if it wasn't for his Bai Yueguang's only son, he would have thought Song Jiu was Yan Chenchen's brother.

But Yan Chenchen wanted to pursue art and pursue his ideals, so he left Lin Anche cruelly.And he did not accept Lin Anche's confession.

He also said to him: "People will always treat you as a friend and a good brother."

Lin Anche said: "But I never thought of just being good friends and brothers with you!" I still miss you, Taiyang.

oh yeah~

How could Yan Chenchen accept his friend, who has always been the king of reason, to become so irrational and impulsive.So he turned into the little prince on the run at the airport, flew into the sky, and went to another country.

I said in my heart that we are brothers or friends.

In terms of action, I sent Lin Anche I miss you every year, holidays and anniversaries, remember...?what are you doing...

Lin Anche's heart was ravaged by Yan Chenchen over and over again, and she was fried over and over like in a frying pan.

He has never been able to forget Yan Chenchen, a cruel man!

And love him more and more in the lonely years.

Then, he bt.

He brought Song Jiu back to the villa, and wanted to teach Song Jiu to be Yan Chenchen.Especially when he found out that Song Jiu was good at painting, he was even more excited!

He wants to turn Song Jiu, who is wandering in the waves, into a feast like a noble little prince.

He wants Song Jiu, who is all lazy, to turn him into a feast of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor.

He wants to turn Song Jiu, who is proficient in eating, drinking and playing, into Yan Chenchen, an outstanding person with ideals and sunshine.

If he treats him well like Xie Dongli, then this is a good thing.

But Lin Anche's bt zoo is like training wild animals.

The whip is dipped in chili water

Crackling

The space of two square meters is closed inside, one day and one night.

If it is slightly unfavorable to him, and if he cannot achieve the goal set by him, he will not be given food.

In the end, he found that Song Jiu seemed to never be able to become an existence like Yan Chenchen.Of course, he doesn't need Song Jiu to be like Yan Chenchen.

Because Yan Chenchen is back.

He found out that he actually liked Lin Anche.

After so many years abroad, he finally faced up to his own heart.I don't know if it was affected by the listing of Lin Anche's company, anyway, he came back for love.

Happy to everyone!

In fact, Song Jiu's spirit was almost out of order, and Lin Anche dealt with it in advance, and arranged for someone to send her away.Song Jiu was in a trance, walking on the road, and then was crushed by a car.

Xie Dongli thought about everything in the plot, looked at the lazy Song Jiu, and felt so sad that he couldn't bear to criticize him.But although you don't beat or scold, you must learn pinyin, and you can't even learn pinyin. Are you going to heaven? !

You can't be too experienced to be a salted fish, you know?

Even if you have a skill, it cannot be used as a reason for you to be salty, let alone a reason why you don't even know pinyin.

Xie Dongli poked Song Jiu, who was late with lazy cancer.

Song Jiu was drowsy. "Boss, I promise, I must learn ten characters today. I'll sleep for a while, I really only sleep..." for a while.

Xie Dongli: "..."

Bow your head and kiss secretly.

exhale.

If it doesn't work, just hand it over to the teacher?

Xie Dongli searched for tutoring institutions on his mobile phone.Then added a teacher's micro-X.

Xie Dongli explained the situation.

My teacher keeps showing that I am typing...

Then a text appeared: Sorry, sir, we are a formal tutoring institution here, not a special school for children with IQ disabilities. Sir, I suggest you send your child to XXXX school. I have special classmates who teach there. Do you need contact information?

Xie Dongli:!

Thanks, no need.

Black processing.

Hate iron but not steel, the feeling of the old father's anger at his son's lack of breath appeared in Xie Dongli's chest, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Song Jiu's face, "You~"

With a sigh, she covered Song Jiu's belly with a blanket.Song Jiu was already soundly asleep.

Xie Dongli was really helpless and couldn't help but want to laugh.