My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Sensing Wang Jieruo's gaze, Jiang Beiyu lowered his eyelashes, lowered his voice and explained to her in a slightly eager tone, "Ning Nanjia didn't hit me, I accidentally dropped it, really."

With the bruises all over his body and this expression of forbearance and fear, his explanation was not only pale but also powerless. Wang Jieruo didn't believe it at first, but after he denied it, she believed it completely, with a slight trace of sadness on her face. Feeling unbearable, she asked:

"Why did he hit you?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't answer, but just sat quietly with eyes downcast. After a while, Ning Nanjia came out after washing the dishes. Wang Jieruo wanted to continue asking, but from the corner of her eye, she saw Ning Nanjia slowly approaching. When he saw the figure, she immediately lowered her head reflexively, not daring to look at him with her head down.

Taking out two pieces of paper to dry off the drops of water on his hands, Ning Nanjia didn't notice Wang Jieruo's strangeness, and asked Jiang Beiyu directly: "I'm going up, are you going?"

Jiang Beiyu nodded, and responded obediently, "Go."

After his words fell, Ning Nanjia pulled him up by his wrist, and then helped him up the stairs. Because of the angle problem, Ning Nanjia's steps were a bit too big, and Jiang Beiyu had a hard time following him. It's like being dragged away by force.

Ning Weitong just told Song Zhiwei that she needed her help to buy things for the weekend barbecue. As soon as she walked to the edge of the sofa, she saw Wang Jieruo holding the cup in both hands, with a very disturbed expression on her face, and she kept looking upstairs frequently. , as if spying on something.

She patted her shoulder with her hand, and Wang Jieruo jumped up immediately.

Ning Weitong was taken aback by her reaction, "What's wrong with you? You look like a guilty conscience."

Wang Jieruo shook her head, then asked her in a low voice, "Tongtong, who is that Jiang Beiyu? Why is he covered in injuries?"

"He, Jiang Yi's half-brother, was beaten, and my brother brought him back to recuperate."

As soon as Jiang Yi was involved in something, Wang Jieruo automatically ignored other bugs in the story. For example, as long as she read carefully, she would know that Ning Weitong never said that Jiang Beiyu was beaten by Ning Nanjia.

Because all she can think about now is that a half-brother who doesn't even know her well has been beaten so badly, so she is the cousin who played with Jiang Yi since she was a child, so she must have her arms and legs broken. As soon as she thought of this, she immediately lost all affection for Ning Nanjia.

Ning Weitong didn't know that her short sentence made so many twists and turns in Wang Jieruo's heart and she came to such a conclusion. She thought she was worried about what she didn't talk to Ning Nanjia just now, so she hugged her. The mentality of a good person to do it to the end said,

"Hey, if you really like my brother, I'll just push his WeChat to you. Although my brother is fierce and coquettish, he treats girls..."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Jieruo shook her head, "No need, I suddenly found that the style of your brother is not very suitable for me. I prefer people who don't fight."

Ning Weitong teased her by saying that she had a nympho when she entered the door earlier, "Oh Bai Yuanchong."

Wang Jieruo: "I don't think appearance can determine anything..."

"Super A Takashi Kashiwahara~"

"...Surfaces are just clouds, I don't care about faces."

Ning Weitong was about to say something more, but Wang Jieruo couldn't bear it and reached out to cover her mouth, as if disarming and surrendering.

"Please, don't challenge my bottom line anymore, Ning Nanjia is a man I can't afford."

upstairs,

Ning Nanjia, who was born with nothing to love because of washing dishes, didn't know that Jiang Beiyu and Ning Weitong had no intention of joining forces to set up a character set for him that "everyone related to Jiang Yi will be punished even if he is far away". After Jiang Beiyu led him into the room and asked him to write the copybook, he changed into his pajamas and went to take a nap.

Just as the heavy eyelids were closed, Ning Nanjia was half asleep and half awake when she felt some movement in her ears.

Jiang Beiyu limped to the edge of the bed, squatted slightly to support the cushion and looked at him, "Brother Nanjia, do you like girls with round faces? The one downstairs just now."

Sleepy, Ning Nanjia didn't really want to answer his words, and was about to turn over and face him with the back of his head, but Jiang Beiyu stretched out his arms and put his arms around his neck to keep him from moving, and then moved closer, with a soft and ingratiating attitude The tone said:

"Brother Nanjia, just answer me."

Jiang Beiyu has a built-in cooling function. Ning Nanjia originally planned to push his hand away because he didn't like others touching him, but the cold body temperature of the other party relieved the stuffiness on his body and made him more sleepy. With a perfunctory "um", Jiang Beiyu's voice was completely blocked.

Hearing that Ning Nanjia said he liked it, Jiang Beiyu's eyes darkened slightly, and the long fingers around his neck involuntarily retracted two points, and he lowered his voice and said:

"Ning Nanjia, you can't like her."

Yue Mo fell into a deep sleep, but Ning Nanjia didn't answer, maybe she didn't hear it at all.

The strong and dark emotions in his heart could no longer be suppressed, Jiang Beiyu grabbed Ning Nanjia's hand that was resting on the quilt, turned over his white and thin wrist, and lowered his head to bite the soft and delicate skin inside.

Pinpointing the time to escape the first English class in the afternoon, taking advantage of the break between classes, the discipline committee member went to the administrative building to take over his shift. Ning Nanjia deftly climbed in from a low wall at the back door of the school. As soon as he reached the door of the classroom, the rat ran to him and told him,

"Brother Jia, Pei Xiaohua came to you just now, saying that the competition class had confirmed the candidates for the early August competition, and you were one of them. She brought you an entry form and asked you to fill it out and hand it over to Teacher Hu. You put it in a drawer."

"Okay, thanks."

Ning Nanjia responded, and just walked in two steps, suddenly seemed to think of something and folded out again, "Mice, help me find your friends from No. [-] Middle School to find out where Jiang Yi is going this weekend."

Although he didn't know what Ning Nanjia wanted to do, the mouse still responded immediately, "Okay Brother Jia, I'll tell you when I find out."

"Ah."

The form that Pei Xin brought along just needed to fill in some basic personal information. After Ning Nanjia filled it out, he went to the office and handed it to Teacher Hu, who led the team. As soon as he returned to his seat in the classroom and sat down, Zou Zikang called him,

"Brother Jia, are you going to play ball on weekends?"

It's the weekend again?

Ning Nanjia replied while opening the book, "No, I have something to do on the weekend."

"What's the matter with you?" Zou Zikang tilted his head to look at him, "Don't tell me you want to take Jiang Yinyin to play, I'm jealous, he doesn't deserve it, I won't allow it."

Hearing his savage three times, Ning Nanjia didn't really want to talk to him, and put his palms on his ears to pretend he couldn't hear him. He had just picked up a pen and wrote a word, when Zou Zikang's voice came again,

"Brother Jia, don't pretend you can't hear me, you scumbag!"

Ning Nanjia: "...Have you been following too many ethical dramas with your mother lately?"

"Hehe, you are still mocking me. It turns out that love will gradually disappear. I was too naive. I should have listened to my mother and not played with you, a heartless scumbag like you."

"..."

Seeing that Ning Nanjia would really beat someone up after chatting, Zou Zikang quickly said in a serious manner: "Brother Jia, playing basketball is good for your physical and mental health. Don't you think you've been unhealthy recently?"

"do not think so."

"Generally unhealthy people say they won't admit that they are unhealthy, just like a cheating man, even if he is caught in bed, he can still tell lies with his eyes open. Brother Jia, are you like this?"

Ning Nanjia was too noisy to write the question, "Speak human."

Zou Zikang quickly answered, "Playing ball, are you going to play this weekend, Brother Chia?"

"No, I have something to do on the weekend."

"What's the matter, old man, don't tell me..."

Before Zou Zikang could finish speaking, he felt that the table was overturned by a prehistoric force.

When Mouse heard the news and came back, he heard a loud noise from the class from a long distance away. He was startled, and hurried to the classroom door to have a look, and found that Ning Nanjia was pressing Zou Zikang on the chair madly. kick.

The latter was so beaten that his eyes rolled up, tears and snot came out, he grabbed Ning Nanjia's hand and begged for mercy, the mouse rushed up to try to break the fight, hugged his brother Jia's long legs and shouted,

"Brother Jia, calm down, Brother Jia, calm down! You can't calm down the anger in your heart even if you kill him, you have to calm down."

Her legs were hugged and unable to move, Ning Nanjia took a deep breath, and slowly let go of the long fingers that were holding Zou Zikang's collar.

Zou Zikang, who was able to breathe freely, fell to the ground, rolled his eyes and cried twitchingly, and stretched out his hand to the mouse, as if he was about to confess his last words. Crying and scolding him,

"Stupid, stupid, it's a bear, raging with anger... No wonder you, Chinese, only, only seventeen points..."

The anxious and worried expression on his face gradually turned into a pool of stagnant water. The mouse ruthlessly withdrew his hand, and when he got up, he gave him a foot in the buttocks, and then turned his head to report to Ning Nanjia.

"Brother Jia, I found out that Jiang Yi is going to have a barbecue this weekend with Tong Tong."

Frowning slightly, Ning Nanjia asked, "Who else is there besides Jiang Yi?"

"There are three men and three women," the mouse counted to him one by one, "Qi Xishi, Song Weiming, Lu Feng, Jiang Yi's cousin Wang Jieruo, Lu Feng's girlfriend Zhang Yiyi and her tablemate Xia Feifei, the venue is very serious, Just take the bus in Jiangshuiwu for half an hour to the Lvyouyou farmhouse.”

No matter how serious a place is, Ning Nanjia pondered for a moment, then turned his head to look at Zou Zikang who had recovered, "Don't you want to play on weekends? Do you want to go to the barbecue?"

Although he was beaten, Zou Zikang, who was still loyal to Ning Nanjia, touched his throat and nodded, and responded with a breathy voice, "Go, even if you die."

The mouse originally wanted to ask Ning Nanjia what happened so he beat Zou Zikang, but when he saw the latter's cheap appearance, he suddenly didn't want to ask. There are many things in this world that cannot be explained by science, such as Ghosts and gods, such as Zou Zikang, who was born with low bones and exuded the aura of "come and hit me", and he could only get [-] points in Chinese with his best efforts.

Although Ning Nanjia beat Zou Zikang when he couldn't bear it, he still kept his sense after all. He didn't really hit him. He reached out and pulled him up.

Raising his hand to clasp Ning Nanjia's palm, Zou Zikang got up with his strength, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the tooth marks on the skin on the inside of his wrist. He flipped his fingers vigorously, and blinked his eyes to make sure he read correctly. After that, he hesitated and asked:

"Brother Jia, this tooth mark, have you been bitten by a snake?"

Ning Nanjia didn't notice at first, but after being told by Zou Zikang, he followed his words and looked at the inside of his wrist. His eyes touched the slightly sunken hole. He was a little dazed. In order to prevent Zou Zikang from continuing to bother him , he casually said,

"Well, I just caught a water snake at noon, it's not poisonous, it's fine."

Zou Zikang was not at ease, "You should go to the hospital after school, in case you have internal injuries."

Ning Nanjia nodded, "Yes."

After returning home from school and having dinner, Ning Nanjia helped Jiang Beiyu upstairs.

Sitting on the sofa and staring at the tooth marks on the inner side of her wrist that had faded to the point of being almost invisible for a while, Ning Nanjia couldn't help but raised her head and asked Jiang Beiyu who was sitting at the desk writing a copybook,

"Jiang Beiyu, did you bite me at noon?"

Jiang Beiyu stopped writing and turned to look at him, his eyes slightly stained with confusion, "No, what's wrong?"

Ning Nanjia originally wanted to say that you are farting, and there are only you and me in the room, who else is not you, but seeing that Jiang Beiyu really seemed to know nothing, he couldn't help doubting himself again, frowning and falling silent For a moment, he waved his hand,

"It's okay, you can write your own."

Jiang Beiyu obediently said "Oh", then turned around and continued writing the copybook.

Ning Nanjia stared at his back for a long time, saw the ankle from the tip of his hair, and after making sure that Jiang Beiyu was fine, he got up and went downstairs to find Song Zhiwei to ask for a talisman and put it under the pillow.

[The author has something to say]: I just joined v today, and I will update two chapters at [-] o'clock tonight, thank you for your support! ! ! ! !