Straight man is broken

Jiang Song left, but he came back at two o'clock at night.

A few days ago, he successfully got Ji Xizhu's key and opened the door.Because he was worried that there were still people in the hall, Jiang Song didn't go in directly.He went to the side and climbed up to the balcony on the second floor nimbly.

This is the young master's room, and there is always a gap in his window.

Jiang Song opened the window lightly and got into the room.

Ji Xizhu was fast asleep at the moment, and the figure under the quilt rose and fell slightly with the rhythm of breathing.

What a dream, not at all like him, because they couldn't sleep anyway because they were tossing and turning about things.Jiang Song raised his eyebrows with a smile in his eyes.

He opened the curtains when he came in, and the bright moonlight just shone on Ji Xizhu's face.Looking at the little face that looks more and more clean, Jiang Song's heart is slightly disturbed.

His heart was beating so loudly that his eardrums began to hurt. He lowered his head slowly, and was about to get close to the young master's rosy and tightly closed lips.

On the first day of the first kiss, Jiang Song closed his eyes excitedly and breathed lightly. Before he could deeply taste its sweetness, the door was quietly opened, and a dazzling flashlight shot into his eyes.

Hiss, my eyes are going to be blinded.Jiang Song tilted his head reflexively and covered his eyes.

Hey, where is this little thief picking flowers?Brother Ji, who was rounding the room late at night, sneered.

It's over.This was Jiang Song's first thought when he saw Ji Xiyan's face.

And Ji Xizhu is not yet full of heartless sleep.

Jiang Song: ...God will kill him.

If someone is caught in the lover's room in the night attack before he is approved by the lover's house, do you think he is still worthy of being rescued?

Jiang Song felt that he could still struggle.

He looked fortunately at Ji Xizhu who was frowning under the light, turned over and continued to sleep.At least the young master was picked out.

Seeing Ji Xiyan's gesture to shut up and go out, Jiang Song calmed down a bit, followed his future uncle, and walked into the study where he stayed for a long time today.

When he sat down, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, no wonder he deliberately set up a meeting place in a corner of the study, so it was used so frequently.

He had long heard that there was a particularly terrifying place in Ji Xizhu's house, and the people who had bullied the young master in the past stayed there for a short time, crying bitterly and wanting to turn over a new leaf.I really didn't expect him to enter twice a day.

Seeing that Jiang Song was still distracted, Ji Xiyan sneered in his heart, since he likes to stay at his house so much, he would not hesitate to turn over the balcony to come in in the middle of the night, it happens that he is on vacation this time, so stay enough.

So Ji Xiyan educated Jiang Song for one night.

In the morning, Ji Xizhu came out of the room full of energy, and he had a good night's sleep.Unexpectedly, he just happened to see Jiang Song who was looking tired and his eyes were blue and purple in the restaurant.

Tsk, I haven't seen you all night, why is Jiang Song even more haggard?

"Why are you at my house?"

"Yeah, why am I at your house." Speaking of this topic, Jiang Song felt guilty and sad.I came here full of excitement to steal some incense, and it's fine if I was caught and wrapped in bed, and my partner didn't even know about it.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Ji Xizhu walked towards the dining table, "Where's my elder brother?"

"He should still be resting." After training him all night, he is now catching up on sleep.Jiang Song guessed with concern.

"Then he must have worked hard again last night." After speaking, Ji Xizhu turned his head and asked the housekeeper to urge his elder brother to make up for it.

Jiang Song: ...

"What's wrong with you?" That indescribable expression.

"I'm fine, hurry up and eat." Jiang Song said while holding a small steamed bun for Ji Xizhu.

"Okay." Reciprocity, the young master poured half of his own milk for Jiang Song.

"Hey, you still have to grow taller." Jiang Song pushed the cup back.

"Calcium tablets are enough to grow taller." Ji Xi pretended not to see the glass of milk, and seriously drank the porridge in the bowl with downcast eyes.

Jiang Song: "..." That's fine.He brought the cup over, didn't dislike the young master's saliva, and drank it up in two or three gulps.

From the corner of Ji Xizhu's eyes, he secretly glanced at the empty cup, heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but smile and narrow his eyes. He felt that he liked Jiang Song even more.

Jiang Song bit the bun, seeing the young master's proud look, he couldn't help curling his lips, but he should like him more quickly.

…………

Back to school, last class before school,

Teacher: "Let's change seats today."

The old class posted the new seating chart on the blackboard.

Basically, they are transferred on the basis of the same table. In actuality, the workload is not that big, but after Jiang Song and Ji Xizhu finished adjusting the seats, they were separated by a long distance.

Jiang Song: ...

It's really ruthless, something Ji Xiyan can do.

Jiang Song looks for the old class, but the old class is very determined.

Jiang Song comforted himself: All right, at least I'm still in the same class and the same school.

While packing up his things, Ji Xizhu secretly wondered that he used to change positions every two months, but this time it seemed to be a little earlier.

Jiang Song silently helped him move the table.

"Jiang Song, why are we so far apart this time?"

"Do you want to change?" Jiang Song stopped packing his things, and suddenly thought, "If you want to change, I can change it with Yuan Zao."

Because it is a key class, there are only [-] students in the class, the space is relatively large, and the students have a high degree of freedom. If they agree with each other, changing seats is a very simple matter, and the class teacher generally doesn't care much.

Ji Xizhu frowned, and stuffed the stack of test papers into his schoolbag, "Forget it, I'll be distracted if I sit with you, and I'm already in my third year of high school."

Jiang Song seemed to have been hit by an arrow in his knee, endured the pain in his heart and continued: "I can help you make up lessons, and it is better for two people to study together."

Ji Xizhu glanced at Jiang Song without contempt: "Yuan Zao and Guangfei have better grades than you."

Jiang Song's knees are so painful that his grades are really not bad. When he started to get in touch with the family business, he can still keep his grades in the top 10 of the grade, which is considered quite excellent. After all, A is a famous school that gathers the city's elite students, including Some of the students from various cities in the province belong to the top group of students.

But his grades are not enough compared to Zheng Guangfei and Yuan Zao.Zheng Guangfei occupies the top 1 in the grade all the year round, and Yuan Zao never falls out of the top [-] in the grade.

However, Ji Xizhu, a hundred-year-old guy in his grade, has the face to laugh at him.

Jiang Song squinted at Ji Xizhu.

Ji Xizhu looked at him vigilantly, as if if you dare to expose my scars, we will break off our friendship.

Jiang Song thought for a while, he was not Zhu Gusheng, this was his boyfriend, so he held back the hurt words on his lips, and took a step back: "That's fine, we must go back together after school , you are not allowed to leave with Song Yun."

Ji Xizhu was very satisfied and nodded respectfully.After thinking about it, while the people around were busy arranging things, he secretly squeezed Jiang Song's hand, and then let go as if nothing had happened.

The moment he let go, Jiang Song pulled his hand back with his first instinct.

what?Still have to push an inch, right?Ji Xizhu gave Jiang Song a warning look.

Jiang Song's heart was full of sweetness, and even Ji Xizhu's stare made him feel half-hearted.

…………

Under Ji Xizhu's coquettish and stalking, the eldest brother finally agreed that as long as he got into the top [-] in the grade and kept it, he could be with Jiang Song.

Ji Xizhu thought about his grades, and said with a bitter face, "... let's do it."

As soon as he told Jiang Song, Jiang Song immediately hugged Ji Xizhu tightly: "You are so kind, I will help you, let's work hard together."

Ji Xizhu blushed, feeling her masculinity overflowing: "Of course, I'm your boyfriend."

Jiang Song: Yes!

Onlookers: ... Tsk.

After two months of hard work and the help of friends, Ji Xizhu passed the final exam and passed the 79th grade as he wished.

"Brother, I got into the top [-]!" Ji Xizhu said happily.

"Brother." Jiang Song followed.

The corners of Ji Xiyan's lips that were originally raised because of his brother's good grades suddenly fell, and he looked at Jiang Song with a stinky face.

But the eldest brother looked at his younger brother's happy and proud smiling face, but he was unhappy but couldn't bear to let him down.So he deliberately took people abroad for skiing.

But I didn't expect Jiang Song to follow again.

Ji Xiyan: ...I made a mistake.

In the end, the annoyed brother Ji watched the relationship between his younger brother and Jiang Song continue to heat up during the trip, and after confirming that Jiang Song was indeed eaten to death by his younger brother, he finally recognized them.

Jiang Song heaved a sigh of relief: ...it's really not easy.

Ji Xizhu kissed Jiang Song cutely on tiptoe: "Jiang Song, I will treat you very well." Jiang Song nodded, showing a sweet smile unconsciously.

Ji Xiyan squinted: ... Tsk.

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