Young master, he is not hated by everyone

"Don't make fun of me." Song Ning's voice was inexplicably soft, he didn't speak a dialect like the people in the village, and the Mandarin he spoke couldn't be regarded as well-spoken, but soft and glutinous with a little Jiangnan flavor. .

After Song Ning said this, he turned his back. The room was pitch-black, but Wang Shuo could see skin that was as delicate as an egg that had been peeled off its shell.

He is obviously a boy, but his skin is white and bright, and he looks better than the stars on TV.

Song Ning ignored him, just now he felt shy about Wang Shuo fanning himself, now he doesn't persuade him anymore, and forgets the enjoyment of peace of mind and body.

So much emotion was consumed that night, Song Ning thought at first that he would suffer from insomnia, but unexpectedly he fell asleep before Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo fanned him for most of the night, and finally fell asleep holding the fan.

The countryside is always quiet, and the occasional chirping of cicadas and frogs makes it easier to fall asleep.

The heat dissipated in the night sky, and the gentle breeze brought a burst of coolness, stirring the leaves and rustling.

The next day, early in the morning.

Song Ning woke up earlier than Wang Shuo. When Song Ning fell asleep last night, there was still [-] centimeters between him and him. When he opened his eyes, he found that they were almost touching each other.

He could even hear Wang Shuo's breathing.

He blinked and slowly observed Wang Shuo's face in his gradually sober consciousness.

Wang Shuo is tall, Song Ning is only 1.7 meters three, Wang Shuo is 1.8 meters six, his skin is a very healthy wheat color, and the muscles on his body are probably the yearning of many people in the city gym.

Wang Shuo's facial features are well-rounded, his brows and eyes are full of masculinity, and he has a very pleasing appearance. Not only is he outstanding in the countryside, but he can also compete for the throne of the school grass in the schools in the city.

Song Ning stared at him without moving. After more than ten minutes, Wang Shuo had no tendency to wake up. He got up lightly, because he was sleeping inside, and wanted to slowly step over Wang Shuo and get out of bed.

As a result, Wang Shuo just stretched out one leg, and Wang Shuo woke up, and turned over, lying on his back, while Song Ning was unsteady and sat directly on his lap through the quilt because of his movement.

Song Ning was like a cat with fury fur, struggling to get up at a loss.

Wang Shuo didn't know if he was sleepy, so he grabbed his waist, and Wang Shuo said sleepily, "Song Ning, why are you riding me so early in the morning?"

Song Ning: "..." What kind of bullshit is he talking about?

"I'm awake, let me go."

Wang Shuo groaned, yawned and said, "Slow down and don't fall."

Song Ningxin said that he was not a child, how could he fall, he took 2 minutes to put on his shoes and tidy up the messy clothes and pants.

Wang Shuo woke up and got up with him.

"I'm home."

Wang Shuo also got out of bed and made the bed with his messy hair.

"Wait a minute, I'll see you off."

Song Ning wanted to say that since he is not a girl, he would not get lost even at a distance of 50 meters, but then he thought that if he went downstairs and met Wang Shuo's mother, then...

It would be better to bring Wang Shuo.

Because of the power outage last night, Song Ning was unable to visit his room properly. Now that he looked at it, he found that although Wang Shuo is a boy, the room is definitely considered to be the cleanest among boys.

Things are placed in an orderly manner, with posters of Slam Dunk Hanamichi Sakuragi and Kaede Rukawa pasted on the cement wall, as well as posters of One Piece's reward order, an old desk and bookcase, which contain some famous books at home and abroad.

Unexpectedly, Wang Shuo is so tasteful.

Song Ning thought to himself, but Wang Shuo seemed to see through his heart, without turning his head, he said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm illiterate, I haven't read a few of the books in it."

Song Ning silently bit the tip of her tongue, regretting her recklessness just now.

After going downstairs, Song Ning wanted to go home, but Wang Shuo's mother warmly asked him to have breakfast with him. Song Ning didn't think much about it, and didn't know how to refuse. When he was at a loss, Wang Shuo came forward to make a rescue.

He hugged Song Ning's shoulder very affectionately, letting him lean half of his body in his arms.

Song Ning was like a frightened rabbit, his ears pricked up and his pupils dilated unconsciously.

Wang Shuo told his mother, "He's going home to wash up. I'll take it and eat with him. By the way, is there a call from the village?"

After hearing this, Li Qingmei packed breakfast for the two children. She was actually very happy that Wang Shuo got closer to Song Ning. It would be even better if Song Ning's autism could be cured.

She smiled and replied, "It's being repaired urgently. Ningning should come to the house for dinner tonight. Wang Shuo's father is coming back today."

He could feel the care Wang Shuo's family took for him. Since Li Qingmei spoke up, he was naturally willing. Song Ning nodded obediently, "Okay."

Wang Shuo accompanied him home with the tray.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he had dinner with Song Ning.

Song Ning is really obedient and loves to be clean. She not only brushes her teeth and washes her face but also washes her hair.

He brought a new towel and toothbrush for Wang Shuo, and Wang Shuo took the opportunity to tease him, "Are you going to invite me to stay here for a long time?"

Song Ning knew that he was teasing herself, so she turned her face away from him.

Wang Shuo had a clear view of his little thoughts, and it was strange to say that he was not a talkative person, so he changed completely when he met Song Ning, his frivolous attitude was no different from that of a second-rater in the village.

"If you are afraid, call Brother Shuo, and I will come to accompany you."

Song Ning reacted this time, and mumbled sullenly: "I'm not a child."

Wang Shuo didn't argue with him on this topic, because there was no call yet, and Song Ning's hair was still dripping water. Wang Shuo saw a drop of water running down his earlobe, across his fair neck, and disappeared into his collar. place.

He felt dry mouth inexplicably, found a clean towel, greeted Song Ning and said, "Come here, I'll wipe your hair. You're such a grown-up, why don't you know how to dry your hair? Be careful, you'll get migraines in the future."

Song Ning was unable to evade Wang Shuo's enthusiasm, so he could only sit obediently in front of Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo's actions were not rude, as if he was worried that Dali would hurt him.

Song Ning groaned and closed her eyes slightly.

Wang Shuo stared at his face, inexplicably thinking of the cat cubs in the village when they were bathing in the sun. They were lazy, but well-behaved and tight, which inadvertently made people's hearts soften.

Wang Shuo went out after the meal, and returned two hours later to find a new piece of glass.

Afterwards, Song Ning's glass window was repaired in Song Ning's eyes, which were more and more shocked, and his worship and admiration gradually deepened.

Wang Shuo is less than two years older than Song Ning, but he can even do things like changing glass.

Wang Shuo enjoyed the picture of him obediently standing aside and staring at him.

The window of Song Ning's house was repaired, and the village also received calls.

Hei Dai brought another friend of his to look for Wang Shuo with a plastic bucket, "Boss, here we come, wow, is this your 'cat' who loves to eat lychees?"?