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"Ling Yi, you go and sit down first, Uncle Yan and I still have something to talk about." Mama Yan said to Zhao Lingyi with a smile, and then went to the kitchen while pinching Papa Yan's waist.Yan's father had a smile on his face but the corners of his mouth were twitching all the time, so he was dragged into the kitchen by his wife.

"Zhao Lingyi is the number one student in Beiqing's school?" Yan's mother's expression was excited and puzzled, and her voice sounded a bit sharp.

"Yeah, it seems to be No.1 in the city." Yan's father pushed Yan's mother's vise away, and sighed that this was "other people's child".

"Why are you acting so calm?" Yan's mother had "this must not be true" written all over her face, she tugged at Yan's father's arm and asked:

"Since you already knew, why didn't you tell me?" The corners of Yan's father's mouth twitched, "I haven't met a real person, so I didn't get in touch with each other."

He thought that Zhao Lingyi was just the same name, who would have thought that he was really the number one in age.He was also curious about how his scumbag son hooked up with a school bully.

(Son: Xueba bit the hook himself.)

"You are the number one. Will our son disturb his studies when he plays with others?" Yan's mother looked guilty. She thought that Zhao Lingyi was just a good-looking scumbag, but she didn't expect to be the best of the best. .What kind of virtue is my son, the virtue of handing in blank papers in the exam, wouldn't playing with Zhao Lingyi spoil Zhao Lingyi?

"Probably not, isn't my son still taking tutoring at Ling's family? Beiqing has been promoted by those in Ling's area." Dad Yan said with some uncertainty.

Yan's mother rubbed her hands on the apron. He thought that tutoring was an excuse for his son to stay away from home, but he didn't expect it to be tutoring.

Yan's father and mother returned to the dining table, looking at Zhao Lingyi more eagerly.They liked Zhao Lingyi very much at first, but now they treat Zhao Lingyi like their own sons.

They knew about Zhao Lingyi's family situation through Yan Beiqing's mouth, so Yan's father and mother carefully avoided this topic when chatting with Zhao Lingyi.He just kept picking up food for Zhao Ling and told Zhao Ling to come to their house more on Saturdays and Sundays a week.

And Zhao Ling responded with a frown, and he didn't forget to bring some food to Yan Beiqing, and took good care of Yan Beiqing.

Yan's father and mother who were sitting opposite looked a little embarrassed. This Zhao Ling took care of Yan Beiqing more thoughtfully than they did.Picking up the vegetables and handing the paper towels to bring the water, there was still a straw in the water glass, so Yan Beiqing didn't even need to lift his head when he was eating.

Yan's father and mother looked at each other, is this a classmate or a nanny?No wonder Yan Beiqing didn't want to go home. As soon as Zhao Ling learned to be good-natured, cook and take care of others, Yan Beiqing was willing to come back.

"Uncles and aunts, you can eat too. The food won't taste good when it's cold." Zhao Ling also picked up a chopsticks dish for Yan's father and mother as soon as he used the serving chopsticks. Almost full.

"Oh oh oh! Good." Yan's father and mother bowed their heads to eat the food, and then stopped talking.After a meal, the three of Yan's family ate their bellies round. Looking at Zhao Ling who was clearing the table, he said that his father felt embarrassed.

"I'll come, I'll come, you are a guest, how can you let you clean up, go over there and play with Beiqing." Dad Yan wanted to grab the plate but was stopped by Zhao Lingyi.

"It's okay Uncle, you don't have to treat me as an outsider, I'll be fine." He said and carried the plate into the kitchen, turned around and acted like the master, making Dad look stupid.

Turning his head to look at Yan Beiqing who was nestling on the sofa eating fruit, and then at Zhao Lingyi who was busy in the kitchen, Dad Yan felt regretful: Why isn't this his son?

Yan's mother originally wanted to help in the kitchen, but was coaxed out by Zhao Ling with a smile and sweet words.So Zhao Lingyi not only cooked the meal, but also cleaned up the tableware, and finally baked cookies and brought them to the tea table.

This is so embarrassing for Yan's father and mother, there is an illusion that they are visiting Zhao Ling's family.

As soon as Zhao Ling sat beside Yan Beiqing, Yan Beiqing was playing with his mobile phone.He leaned close to Yan Beiqing's ear and whispered, "Ah Qing, I seem to be a little sleepy, can I go to your bedroom to rest?"

Yan Beiqing rolled his eyes inwardly, it's strange that he wakes up before dawn and is not sleepy. "Let my mother help you clean up a room and come out."

Yan's mother, who was pretending to be eating fruit and really eavesdropping, immediately stared, reaching out to give Yan Beiqing a slap in the face.But she was stopped by Zhao Ling before she could finish the fight. After Zhao Ling let go, he took Yan Beiqing to his side.

"Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Ha, haha ​​no, is Ling Yi sleepy, Yan Beiqing! Take Ling Yi to your bedroom to rest!" Yan's mother stared wide-eyed, with the posture of frying meat with bamboo shoots if Yan Beiqing dared not listen.

Yan Beiqing froze his fingers, and stood up without resisting Yan's mother's pressure.He pulled up Zhao Ling who was sitting next to him, and dragged him to his bedroom without saying a word.In fact, it is more comfortable in the bedroom, because there is no need to be stared at by Yan's mother.

As soon as Zhao Ling entered Yan Beiqing's bedroom, he looked around, looking very interested.Yan Beiqing's room was cleaned very clean, and the bluish tones gave off a very comfortable feeling.There are many figures on the shelf near the window. Zhao Ling walked over and saw that they were all characters from comics.

That's right, Yan Beiqing likes to read comics, and he likes the funny characters in them, which doesn't match Yan Beiqing's usual cold personality.

At this time, Yan Beiqing was already sitting on the bed, with one foot without a slipper on the sheet, and there were some small flying bird patterns on the white socks.Zhao Lingyi smiled slightly, because he and Yan Beiqing wore the same style of socks today.

As soon as Zhao Ling walked up to Yan Beiqing, "Is Ah Qing sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Yan Beiqing didn't even lift his eyelids. He wasn't like Zhao Ling who would wake up before dawn, but he slept well.

"Then let's recite the ancient poems. After the ancient poems are finished, we can enter the stage of classical Chinese." Zhao Lingyi sat next to Yan Beiqing, with his arms on Yan Beiqing's shoulders.

Yan Beiqing was looking at his phone energetically one second, and narrowed his eyes sleepily the next.Throwing the phone beside the pillow, kicked the slippers far away and lay down on the bed. "I'm so full, I'm a little sleepy."

"Don't sleep just after eating. Let's memorize ancient poems to digest food." Zhao Ling said with a suppressed smile.

"Whispering!" Yan Beiqing became angry from embarrassment, pulled Zhao Lingyi away and closed his eyes.Just now Zhao Lingyi said that he was sleepy and wanted to come to his room to sleep, so he wanted to trick him into the room and let him recite ancient poems, it was really despicable!

Yan Beiqing put his arms around Zhao Lingyi's waist, fearing that Zhao Lingyi would put the other person's head on his chest if he spoke, and he would be suffocated.

Every time he doesn't want to listen to Zhao Lingyi, he will use this trick. Zhao Lingyi is shy and doesn't like to interact with others. Every time he does this, Zhao Lingyi will shut up obediently, of course this time is no exception.

There was just one thing that puzzled Yan Beiqing, he was the one who hugged Zhao Lingyi before going to sleep, and it was Zhao Lingyi who hugged him after he woke up, it felt weird.

Yan Beiqing, who wasn't sleepy at first, yawned when he heard the ancient poem, and he quickly fell asleep while holding Zhao Lingyi's large sleeping pill.This time not only he fell asleep, but also Zhao Lingyi fell asleep.

When Yan's mother came to deliver the fruit and opened the door, the fruit plate almost hit the ground, and the fine sunlight shone on the bed. Zhao Lingyi leaned against Yan Beiqing's side, half of his face was pressed by Yan Beiqing, Zhao Lingyi's sleeping position The obedient Yan Beiqing sleeps with teeth and claws open.

After blinking her eyes, Yan's mother took out her mobile phone, cleverly switched it to silent mode, then clicked on the bed, then quietly exited and closed the door.

After closing the door, Yan's mother gradually calmed down, took a piece of apple and chewed, Yan's mother showed a puzzled look on her face: By the way, why is she taking pictures?

Yan's mother rubbed her chest, suppressing the weird and inexplicable sexual excitement, thinking that her son is really domineering, he would bully Zhao Lingyi when he fell asleep.

If this is a little girl, she will suspect these two people, bah bah bah, if the little girl sleeps on the same bed, they must be boyfriend and girlfriend!

When her son wakes up, she must give her a good beating. What if she bullies Zhao Ling like this and runs away? Where can she find a good-tempered first grader who cooks delicious food and can tolerate his bad temper?

The two of them didn't wake up until after four o'clock, Yan Beiqing woke up first while Zhao Lingyi was still asleep.Yan Beiqing rubbed his eyes and pulled his head out of Zhao Lingyi's arms, then put on his slippers and went to the bathroom slowly.

When he came out of the bathroom, he found that Zhao Lingyi had woken up and was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"Ah Qing, I thought you were out." Zhao Lingyi's face was a little dazed and cute, and he looked less stable than usual.

"Go and wash your face when you wake up." Yan Beiqing went to the bed to get his phone and was about to go downstairs, when he heard Zhao Ling ask before he even walked out of the room.

"Can I use your towel?"

"" Yan Beiqing stopped, "It's up to you."

Seeing Yan Beiqing went downstairs, Yan's mother stretched her neck to look upstairs, "Where's Ling Yi?"

"He's washing his face." After Yan Beiqing finished speaking, he sat on the sofa, and was slapped by Yan's mother.

"Why are you doing this to your classmate!"

Yan Beiqing felt a little dazed as he rubbed his head that hurt from being patted, why did he treat Zhao Ling like that?

Yan's mother pointed at Yan Beiqing, "If you fell asleep and pressed his face, can he sleep well?"

Yan Beiqing narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan's mother. Yan's mother covered her mouth after being stunned.

"You came into my room?" Yan Beiqing questioned.