Xueba is cold and lustful

Seeing Chi Xingle's persistent attitude, Wen Tingyun didn't try to persuade him anymore, but nodded with a smile, clenched his fist and gave him a cheering gesture, "Then Auntie will support you both physically and mentally. Tell your aunt what you eat, and if you bullied you when you were young, you also tell your aunt, and your aunt will help you beat him."

Chi Xingle nodded, watching Wen Tingyun's movements, his beautiful peach blossom eyes couldn't help but smile slightly, just about to speak, Wen Tingyun suddenly let out a "huh", and then supported him He looked over his shoulders at his obviously loose and ill-fitting clothes, frowned,

"Why do you always wear the clothes he wore when you were young?"

Su Jishi has broad shoulders and long legs, and his figure is straight and tall. Compared with Chi Xingle's thin figure, he looks very thin. Although there is only half a head difference between the two, his clothes are empty on Chi Xingle's body. The short sleeves are almost turning into five-point short sleeves. Just as Chi Xingle was about to explain, Wen Tingyun muttered to himself,

"This brat must be too lazy, really," she sighed, patted Chi Xingle on the shoulder and said:

"It's okay, Auntie will buy you some new ones later."

Chi Xingle waved his hand quickly, and just said no, Wen Tingyun blocked his words back,

"Then you study hard, Auntie won't bother you anymore."

She walked out while talking, and the door was closed when the voice fell, and Chi Xingle had no chance to refuse.

When dinner was approaching, Su Jishi came back, and Chi Xingle was doing English listening with headphones on. He had just ticked off an answer when a warm thing was pressed against his cheek.

He tried not to get distracted, and continued to finish the rest of the listening comprehension, then took off the earphones and turned the swivel chair around, and found that Su Jishi was standing behind him with a cup of hot drink, there was no gauze on his arm, Shu Lang The distinct long eyelashes lifted slightly, Chi Xingle's eyes fell on Su Jishi's arm,

"How is the wound healing?"

Su Jishi didn't speak, he put the hot drink in his hand on the desk, then slightly bent over and stretched out his hands, walked around Chi Xingle's side to hug him, and told him how the wound on his arm was healing. Sample.

After the swivel chair was changed, it turned back again. Su Jishi put his long legs on the ground. After putting Chi Xingle on his knees, he took the hot drink that was on the table and handed it to him, and then went to check Chi Xingle. Xingle wrote a few papers today.

Chi Xingle lifted the lid of the hot drink and found that it was a glass of fresh milk, his nose wrinkled slightly, he was a little disappointed,

"I don't like milk."

"Drink more milk to grow taller." Rubbing his chin lightly against the end of his hair, Su Jishi lowered his voice and coaxed, "Be obedient."

The canine teeth bit the soft meat on the inside and ground it twice, Chi Xingle let out an "oh", lowered his head, bit the rim of the cup and took a slow sip, then slightly relaxed his back and leaned against Su Jishi's chest to watch him mark the papers.

After drinking half a cup of milk, Su Jishi also finished correcting the test paper. Seeing the wrong question marked with a cross on it, Chi Xingle stared at the numbers and calculated the total score. When he found that it was still a little short, he sighed anxiously. The lower jaw was suddenly lifted by Su Jishi's long finger.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow enveloped him, and the tip of his warm tongue followed the shape of his lips bit by bit to wipe off the milk stains on it. Su Jishi lifted the tip of his tongue and kissed him gently and tenderly for a while before touching his lips. The tip of his hair boasted,

"It's made great progress, it's great."

The anxious mood subsided a little, Chi Xingle took the opportunity to hand the half cup of unfinished milk to Su Jishi's mouth and let him take a sip, raised his beautiful eyes and looked at him,

"But it's still not enough to pass the score line of B University, Xueba, do you think I will be able to get that score if I continue to study the questions during this period of time?"

Looking at the worried expression in Chi Xingle's eyes, Su Jishi's dark eyelashes drooped slightly, and he gently rubbed the corner of his eyes with his warm fingertips, and calmly said something else, "Why don't you like milk?"

Chi Xingle's attention was quickly diverted, he looked at the half cup of milk left in his hand, and when he was found, he simply stuffed the cup to Su Jishi, "When I was young, Chi Yan'an was afraid that I would not grow tall, so every day Feed me to drink milk, I am afraid of drinking."

As if recalling the incident of being forced to drink milk when he was a child, his brows were wrinkled into a big "Chuan", looking miserable.

Su Jishi looked Chi Xingle's arms and legs up and down, estimated his height, and his dark blue eyes couldn't help but smile slightly, "You should drink more milk."

Hearing his words, Chi Xingle immediately exploded. After jumping to the ground, he looked down at him while leaning on the handrail of the transfer, and said word by word: "I have 178, and it will grow to 1.8 meters soon. How short is it?" gone?"

Leaning his back on his shifted back, Su Jishi raised his dark eyelashes slightly, looking at the kitten in front of him who was on the verge of going berserk, he couldn't help a smile from the corner of his lips, and indulged in his words. He said, "Not short, Lele is the tallest."

What he said was insincere, Chi Xingle pursed his lips and glanced at him, then angrily went out with the test paper.

When Chi Xingle walked downstairs with the test paper, Wen Tingyun was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, when he heard a voice poking out to see him, he asked, "Why did you come down, are you hungry?"

It's hard for Chi Xingle to talk about his quarrel with Su Jishi, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "The bedroom is too boring, I want to come down and write questions."

"Well, then you can write, and you will be able to eat soon. Auntie has stewed pigeon soup, and it will be ready later."

"Okay, thank you auntie."

Seeing Wen Tingyun continue to bow his head and go to work for dinner, Chi Xingle spread out the test papers on the coffee table, took a deep breath and began to correct the wrong questions.

After about ten minutes, Su Wenyan arrived home.

After changing into the slippers at the entrance, Su Wenyan saw Chi Xingle grabbing a pen and scribbling on the draft paper as soon as he entered, and he didn't even notice when he came back.

Maybe it was because he looked too focused, Su Wenyan put down his briefcase and couldn't help but lean over to look at it, and found that Chi Xingle was doing a math problem, almost the whole paper was scribbled, but he still couldn't figure it out.

When he noticed a shadow climbing up the paper, Chi Xingle heard Su Wenyan's voice,

"Lele, you used the wrong condition. The premise of this formula is that it must be inside a right triangle, so you should make an auxiliary line."

Following his words, Chi Xingle drew an auxiliary line with a ruler, and then recalculated to get the correct answer.His beautiful eyes were slightly stained with a surprised smile, and he gave Su Wenyan a thumbs up,

"Amazing, Uncle, as expected of you."

As if infected by Chi Xingle's smile, Su Wenyan also had a smile on his face. Seeing that Chi Xingle had piled up a lot of papers with wrong questions, he couldn't help asking: "Why don't you ask if you can't?" How long does it take to be here alone?"

When Su Ji was mentioned, a trace of unnatural emotion flashed across Chi Xingle's face, he grabbed the pen and scratched on the draft paper twice, he said vaguely, "He is very busy, I can do the math myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and Chi Xingle knew that Su Jishi had come down without turning his head. He propped his jaw and continued to write questions, pretending that he couldn't hear anything.

The black and blue eyes moved slightly, Su Jishi calmly looked away from Chi Xingle's thin back, and greeted Su Wenyan, "Dad."

Su Wenyan nodded to him with the newspaper, and asked with concern, "How is the wound healing?"

"It's all right."

Su Jishi sat down next to Chi Xingle, and while replying to Su Wenyan's words, he raised his hand to rest on the back of Chi Xingle's white and cool neck. He noticed that the latter's neck shrank slightly, but he still endured and continued to write the question without moving. He couldn't help a slight smile in his eyes, and continued to talk to Su Wenyan as if nothing had happened.

"The doctor said the wound healed very well, there will be no scars, and there will be no effect."

"That's good." Su Wenyan nodded reassuringly, his gaze inadvertently deviated and landed on Su Jishi's hand resting on the back of Chi Xingle's neck.

The slender and well-defined long fingers covered Chi Xingle's white and slender neck. Su Jishi turned his head slightly to look at Chi Xingle who was lying on the coffee table writing a question, while Chi Xingle supported his cheeks with his hands, his head Wei Wei turned to the side, as if she wanted to avoid his touch but didn't move for some reason.

A strange feeling suddenly came to mind, just as Su Wenyan thought of something, Wen Tingyun's voice came from the kitchen,

"Professor Su, come in and help me peel the garlic."

There was no way to pick up the interrupted thoughts, so Su Wenyan got up and went to the kitchen to help after answering.

Almost at the moment when the kitchen door was pulled and closed, Su Jishi's breath approached slightly, as if he had expected it, Chi Xingle immediately tilted his head to the side, raised his hand to stop him from approaching,

"Don't come here, or I'll go to the guest room to sleep tonight."

The movement stopped, and Su Jishi's dark eyelashes drooped slightly. Just as he yelled "Lele", the kitchen door was opened, and Wen Tingyun poked his head out and called them to wash their hands and eat.

Withdrawing the hand that was pressing on Su Jishi's shoulder, Chi Xingle supported the sofa and stood up, bypassing the coffee table from the other end and going straight to the kitchen without looking back.

Su Jishi laughed dumbfounded, put away Chi Xingle's pen and papers on the sofa, and then got up to wash his hands together.

After dinner, Wen Tingyun suddenly received an urgent call to go upstairs to find information, and Chi Xingle took the initiative to take on the task of washing the dishes. He had just put the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and Su Jishi followed him in.

Seeing Chi Xingle clumsily washing the dishes and splashing water all over the countertop, Su Jishi reached out and took the greasy plate in his hand, put it under the faucet and rinsed it, removing the layer of oil on the surface. After the oil stains have been diluted, pour dish soap to wash.

"Washing directly will not clean it. Rinse it with water, otherwise it will become more and more dirty."

Chi Xingle didn't answer, and reached out to get other plates, but when he took one, Su Jishi grabbed one, and in the end all the bowls went into Su Jishi's hands, so he had nothing to do.

The clear and clear long eyelashes drooped slightly, and Chi Xingle simply stood aside.

The straight and slender back bends a small arc. Under the warm-toned light, the young man's handsome and three-dimensional facial features seem to be shrouded in a layer of warm shimmer, and the shadows overlap, softening the sharp lines a lot.

After watching Su Jishi clean up a pile of dishes and pots, Chi Xingle couldn't help but covered his mouth and yawned, a layer of water appeared in his eyes, and when he felt a little tired and was about to leave, a His hand suddenly grabbed his thin wrist, and before he could react, he was pulled into Su Jishi's arms.

[The author has something to say]: The little abuse part is over, now it's all sweet and sweet