I took this hole

As soon as he raised his hand halfway, Du Jing pouted and avoided it——

"I can't touch it anymore, my mother said that touching the head is not tall!"

"Come on, didn't Auntie say that you should be smart outside so that people don't bully you?"

Jiang Cheng sneered, lowered his hand a little, and pinched the child's cheek.

Du Jing was startled: "How do you know?"

Jiang Cheng gave him a helpless look, turned sideways and forcefully pulled Du Jing, who staggered into his arms unprepared.Before Du Jing was about to get annoyed, Jiang Cheng spoke first: "Go, I'll take you home."

"Go home?" Du Jing was dumbfounded, "Jiang Cheng, you are skipping class!"

"It's already the last session, my good monitor—"

Jiang Cheng didn't give anyone another chance to refuse, so he took the child and strode towards the stairs.

Just as Du Jing was about to struggle, he was dragged away by that scoundrel. It was the first time for a good student, Du Jing, to do something out of line, and he was still a little nervous: "Books, schoolbags—"

"I won't lose it here at noon..."

Leaving the classroom a class earlier, Jiang Cheng originally wanted to call the grade director in the reception room and ask the guard to let them out; but seeing the nervous look of the children in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but feel another thought in his heart.

"Climb over the wall and get out?"

Jiang Cheng coaxed Du Jing with a smile.

"...Ah? Over, over the wall?" Du Jing stammered a little nervously.

"If we don't climb over the wall, I'm afraid the guard won't let us go out." Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled with great difficulty. "If we are detained by the guard, I'm afraid we will call the parents."

Du Jing: "Then why don't we go back?"

Jiang Cheng burst out laughing, "Why do you go back and continue to be punished? The history teacher likes to procrastinate the class; when the other classes are over, when I pass by, I see the squad leader of Class [-] standing at the door. Zi, then you will become famous!"

"..."

Hearing this, Du Jing wrinkled his face.

So the ink went all the way to the bottom of the wall, and Du Jing said reluctantly: "...I don't know how to climb walls."

"...Auntie really raised you like a baby girl." Jiang Cheng couldn't help teasing him, "Didn't you play with little girls with dolls when you were young?"

"Jiangcheng!"

Du Jing hated people saying that he looked like a girl the most. Hearing this, he couldn't help but raised his head and glared at Jiangcheng angrily, "Are you climbing or not? If you don't, I'll go back!"

"Okay, am I wrong?" Jiang Cheng smiled and squatted down, turned his back to Du Jing, patted himself on the shoulder, and joked, "Where are you moving?"

"This won't work..." Du Jing waved his hands in embarrassment.

Jiang Cheng looked at him with a smile: "Ah Jing keeps the ink on, and we can leave the school with the big troops after school."

"It will get dirty."

Du Jing frowned and hesitated.

"Then you wash it for me."

"...Okay then." Du Jing took it seriously, nodded, and glanced at the 1.7-meter-eight wall, with a little worry floating in his eyes.

Jiang Cheng didn't wait for him to continue struggling, he raised his hand to support Du Jing's calf, and put it on his flattened right leg under the other's obedience, "Step on it, go up carefully."

Du Jing pressed his hands against the wall nervously. His white and slender fingers seemed to be in sharp contrast to the dusty wall. After Jiang Cheng took a look, he turned away and kept his balance to help the child climb up. the wall.

When Du Jing climbed firmly on the top of the wall, he couldn't help but feel a little happy after relaxing a bit, his face was flushed, his eyes were black and white, and the broken light reflected in was clear: "Jiang Cheng, do you always help Jiang Nan and the others?" How can you be so proficient in climbing the wall to skip class?"

Jiang Cheng smiled, stood up and put his hands on the wall, stepped lightly on the wall with his toes, and jumped up.

"I've grown so big, you're the only one who dares to step on my shoulders, just ask Jiang Nan—"

When the words fell, he was already squatting on the top of the wall, and turned to look at Du Jing with a smile, "I let him step on it, does he dare?"

Du Jing was stunned.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind the two——

"You two!—Just you two! Come down!"

Du Jing, who was originally in a daze, was frightened by the sudden roar, his body trembled, his feet were unsteady, and he fell down immediately.

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Du Jing, who was originally in a daze, was frightened by the sudden roar, his body trembled, his feet were unsteady, and he fell down immediately.

Before the smile on Jiang Cheng's face faded, it was replaced by panic. Before he even had time to think about anything, he reflexively reached out and pulled him into his arms, and jumped down.

The height of the 1.7-meter-eight wall was too late for him to react too much. Just as Jiang Cheng managed to protect him in his arms, his shoulders and backs hit the ground hard.

——Fortunately, although the soil under the wall has dried and hardened, at least it is not a concrete floor.

But even so, Jiang Cheng still felt that the pain from his shoulders and back made his eyes go black for a moment, and the smell of blood came out of his mouth, so he suppressed the groan/groan that almost blurted out.

At this moment, Du Jing had regained his senses, and he suddenly got out of his arms and knelt aside as if he was startled. When he reached out to help him, he trembled silently——

"Jiangcheng...Jiang, Jiangcheng..."

The ending sound of the child being close at hand has already taken on a crying tone, Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and opened it, and what he saw was the rabbit's eyes that were already a little red.

"...It's all right." Jiang Cheng propped his left hand on the ground and sat up without a trace. When he got up together, he stretched the muscles in his shoulders, and his pain nerves almost twitched. He frowned and calmed down quickly, and raised his head towards Du Jing smiled and said, "Don't act like a crying girl, how old are you?"

"..."

Du Jinghong looked at Jiang Cheng's shoulder with her eyes closed and her lips biting. The more she looked at her, the more tears filled her eyes, and her bright red lips turned white without knowing it.

"Don't be like this..." Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand helplessly, but just after half the distance, he caught a glimpse of the blood oozing from the thenar position of his palm, so the hand that had just been raised in mid-air came back again. He reluctantly took it back, "I trained those gangsters in the military region to look like they went to a concentration camp. It's much worse than this. If you really feel sorry, why don't you come over and kiss me?"

It was meant to be a joke, but Jiang Cheng didn't expect that, two or three seconds after the words fell, the red-eyed child propped his hands on the ground, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded.

Sitting on the ground, covered in grass clippings and plaster, with little blood or black stains on his shoulders, Jiang Sanshao, who always smiled calmly and calmly, was dumbfounded at this moment. It's as if you can straighten it back up with a poke with your hand.

Du Jing straightened up out of embarrassment, but seeing Jiang Cheng's never-before-stupid look, he couldn't help smiling with tears in his eyes: "Are you stupid, Jiang Cheng?"

Jiang Cheng, who came back to his senses, had an uncontrollable smile in his eyes: "I'm still in pain, so I'll be fine if Ah Jing kisses again."

It's just that before the voice on this side landed, the voice that shocked Du Jing just now sounded from the other side of the wall——

"Are you two bastards who dare to skip class all right?! Did you fall?!"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, stood up and pulled Du Jing away from the residential area: "Go back to my house."

……

When he got home, Professor Nan was still not at home. Du Jing, who was cautious and a little nervous, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he opened the door and found no one.

Jiang Cheng was so amused by his appearance that he wanted to laugh, but he held back and just pretended to be unintentional: "I usually live with my grandfather, there is no one else at home. Yesterday my grandfather went to G City to attend an academic frontier lecture, and it will probably take tonight just come back — that’s not uncommon.”

"Then what do you have for lunch?"

After Du Jing lost his mind for a moment, he immediately caught Jiang Cheng's subtext.

"Let's take it out, although it's always cold, it's still unpalatable," Jiang Cheng said helplessly, "I can't cook by myself."

Du Jing frowned, hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "If... If your grandfather is not at home in the future, shall I cook for you?"

"So Ah Jing can cook?"

Jiang Cheng looked surprised, as if he had learned about this from Du Ma a few days ago without a coincidence.

It didn't make him waste his efforts - he sent a message to the nanny aunt hired by the family in advance in the taxi, telling her not to make lunch and leave the house immediately.

So he only felt that the inside of the villa in this community was as beautiful and clean as the outside, and Du Jing, who didn't feel that there was a lack of a housekeeper or a nanny, simply believed the lie that Jiang Cheng often had to rely on takeaway food.

Seeing that Du Jing nodded embarrassedly, Jiang Cheng didn't have the slightest sense of shame as a cheater, and smiled brightly: "It seems that I will be lucky in the future."

"..." Du Jing suddenly didn't know how much someone's thoughts and subtext were contained in this "later".

And here Jiang Cheng has already walked to his bedroom, "...the ingredients are all in the refrigerator, and the kitchen is left to Ah Jing."

"Oh, good." Du Jingyi said and walked to the kitchen.

Behind him, Jiang Cheng, who was walking towards the bedroom, restrained himself from pretending to be casual almost instantly, and even frowned.

A few minutes later, Jiang Cheng, with his shirt off, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, looking helplessly at his bruised, blood-swollen shoulder.Judging from this situation, he will not have to go to the school basketball team to train for at least a month.Fortunately, because of the school basketball team training, he didn't participate in the school sports meeting, otherwise squad leader Du might have to worry about being a substitute.

Trying to move the shoulder joint slowly, Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, resisting the stimulation of the pain to the nerves, and judged the location and degree of the injury.

Probably because of concentration and pain, Jiang Cheng didn't notice the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Jiangcheng, your oyster sauce and cooking wine—" The door was pushed open, and then the voice stopped abruptly.