Really young master holding sweet script

The sound of "bang" is especially obvious in the kitchen late at night.

When Shi Jing raised his head, he realized that it was Xie Yinhan who got up suddenly, and the chair he was sitting on fell backwards and hit the ground with a sound.

He didn't know why, and the other side was silent for a few seconds before Xie Yinhan bent over to lift up the chair, then without even looking at him, he picked up the bowl of porridge that hadn't touched a few mouthfuls, turned around and went into the kitchen.

Shi Jing stared blankly, until the phone in his hand vibrated, and then he took back the message of seeing Y.

Y: Then stay away

Y: sleep good night

Time: Ah good...

When: good night

The empty first floor was unbelievably quiet, Shi Jing took a mouthful of porridge, put down the spoon and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Is Xie Yinhan playing drunk with stamina?

There are knives in the kitchen.

Adhering to the spirit of humanitarianism, he moved his chair back and stood up, walked lightly to the door of the kitchen which was concealed, and the whole space could hear the sound of needles falling.

Just as he was hesitating whether to knock on the door, Xie Yinhan's dull voice came, "Come in, why don't you stand at the door and be the door god?"

Shi Jing pushed the door a little wider, and saw that Xie Yinhan was standing in front of the sink with his back to him, and the knives were on the other side of the kitchen.

There was still a sweet smell of purple potato porridge in the kitchen. After all, eating other people's food was short-mouthed. He asked, "Are you okay?"

"Come in and put a bowl, what can you do, take out the bowl after eating."

"what?"

"Take it out and I'll wash it." Xie Yinhan seemed to have returned to normal, he snorted, "Otherwise you would wash it?"

He was baffled, how can anyone pass by in just 2 minutes while being drunk?

After running back to the dining table, quickly clearing up the little porridge left, Shi Jing entered the kitchen with the bowl in his hand.

"Let me wash the dishes. You are already cooking porridge. My father said that people who cook don't wash the dishes."

"Leave it alone." Xie Yin said coldly, "Go upstairs."

"Ah, then...thank you." Thank you politely.

Shi Jing returned to the bedroom, brushed her teeth again, lay down on the bed, and was about to fall asleep when there was a knock on the door.

He struggled a moment to lift his head from the soft pillow.

He didn't step on any slippers after getting out of bed, and the wooden floor was slightly sticky. He opened the door of his room. Xie Yinhan put on a sweater and stood at the door with a copy of "May Three".

Shi Jing yawned, but had no choice but to get out of the way, "Which question can't you?"

Xie Yinhan glanced at the desk in his room where all kinds of books were piled up, and walked over when he entered the door. He pulled out the chair and found that it was covered with three layers of blue fat man's small cushions.

Turning to a page of "May [-]" at random, Shi Jing happened to come over, and he picked up the most difficult finale question, "This one."

Shi Jing took a pen from the table, stood beside him and finished the question step by step.

Ticked a few more questions of the same type, "Do you understand?"

"Then if you write them all out, there should be no problem with this type of question."

Xie Yinhan lowered his head and took the calculation paper. Before he could start writing, he saw the photo of Shi Jing when he was a child in the clean photo frame placed on the corner of the table.

Xiao Jing stood in the warm sunshine, with a small western-style building in the background, the chubby baby fat hadn't faded away, and her small face looked soft, like a little prince living in a castle.

Xie Yinhan felt ridiculed, even swearing can be changed, but why can't he change the habit of being cheap.

It took him twice as long deliberately to finish writing the question slowly, leaving only the sound of even breathing in the room, Xie Yinhan got used to it.

Turning around, I saw Shi Jing lying on the bed with one leg still pressed against the quilt.

Shi Jing was too thin, with little flesh on his body. From his angle, he could just see the boxer pants go up slightly, revealing his extremely white skin.

He couldn't help thinking that his brother would always sit on a cushion wherever he went, not even letting go of other people's padded clothes.

It looks really squeamish.

He was about to cover him with a quilt and leave, when Xie Yinhan approached, he saw a corner of several books protruding from Shi Jing's pillow on the other side.

The thickness of those books is a bit familiar.

Expressionlessly walked around to the other side of the bed, Xie Yinhan stretched out his hand and just touched the book, when Shi Jing on the bed grabbed his wrist, the hand was very soft to the touch.

Shi Jing spoke in a vigilant voice, "Have you finished writing those questions?"

"It's finished, do you want to check it?"

How can there be any mental examination questions? Whoever found these little pornographic books were bad, but it was Xie Yinhan.

If he said that he only read a dozen pages, would Xie Yinhan believe it?

"Okay, let go first, I can't sleep without these books."

Just now, she was still in a daze and almost fell asleep, but when she said this, Jing was also stunned for half a second.

This time it was discovered that he should have spiraled up to heaven on the spot.

Xie Yinhan raised one eyebrow, "That works well, lend me a copy, and cure insomnia?"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Yinhan increased the strength in his hands. As expected of Xie Yinhan who settled disputes with fists whenever he disagreed, Shi Jing couldn't match his strength at all.

Sitting up with strength, Xiao Huangman's cover has been exposed to the public.

The top cover scene is still there. □□.In the forest, one of the boys' arms and legs were entwined with vines, and there were tears under his eyes. The other boy stood condescendingly, holding tools in his hand.

In the chaos of war, Shi Jing didn't know where the strength came from, and grabbed one end of the book, and was holding on, when there was a soft knock on the door.

A deep male voice came, "Did you sleep, Xiao Jing, dad is back."

The ghost knows whether this crazy critic Xie Yinhan will expose the matter, there is no other way, he pounces on it, just as Xie Yinhan is not standing properly, he presses down with his own weight, and the two fall on the bed .

At the same time, there was a loud noise from the bed board that he slept in since he was a child, and he collapsed from it.

Xie Yinhan subconsciously reached out to protect his head.He was on Xie Yinhan's body, and his head hit his shoulder, and the pain hit him.

Hearing this movement at the door, he immediately became anxious, "Xiao Jing, what happened?"

Shi Jing's eyes were covered with mist, and she gritted her molars and went back out the door loudly, "It's okay, Dad, the bed board is broken."

Shi Jianfeng asked, "The bed board is broken, are you alright?"

"It's okay Dad, just wait a moment."

"Slow down and don't get hurt."

"understood."

After calmly replying, he hurriedly got up from Xie Yinhan's body and rubbed the bumped forehead.

It really hurts QAQ.

Hugging tightly the three little pornographic books that he had finally regained in his arms, he went straight to the closet under Xie Yinhan's smiling eyes.

Quickly picked up the suitcase next to the closet, and stuffed Xiao Huangman into it.

As if it wasn't enough, he locked the combination lock and didn't let it go. Thinking of something, he grabbed a pair of sweatpants from the closet.

While putting on his trousers, he was facing Xie Yinhan who was sitting on the bed watching the fun, the cloud in his eyes seemed to have completely dissipated.

Shi Jing's ears felt hot inexplicably, which is too embarrassing.

After finally finding the slippers and putting them on, Shi Jing ran to the door and opened the door.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me in advance when you got home?"

Shi Jianfeng should have just got off the plane, and he was still wearing a suit under his overcoat, carrying the windy and dusty atmosphere of a winter night.

"Today's impromptu ticket booking, I wanted to call your elder brother, but I was afraid that the company would be busy." Shi Jianfeng said with a little concern, "Why is your bed still broken?"

"It's nothing, my brother is giving me a lecture." Xie Yinhan's deep and slightly harsh voice came from behind.

What kind of questions can break the bed board?

He hung his head, looking embarrassed at everyone.

Shi Jianfeng walked past him and entered the bedroom.

Seeing Xie Yinhan who was standing crookedly by the bed, and then looking at the collapsed bed board, his eyes changed, "What kind of questions can break the bed board? You also broke the bed board?"

Seeing his father walk to the lazy sofa in front of the window and sit down, he took out a small box from his coat pocket and put it on the coffee table.

Shi Jing lowered her head and explained, "It wasn't Dad, it wasn't Xie Yinhan who broke it..."

He was interrupted in the middle of his speech.

"What topic are you talking about? Does it have anything to do with you?" Xie Yinhan swept his sharp eyebrows over and said casually, "That's about me and my brother, do you deserve to know?"

Shi Jianfeng slapped the coffee table, "Xie Yinhan! Is this the attitude you should have when talking to elders?"

"There is no education at all. Now this is your family and you are like this. When you step into the society in the future, who will spoil you?"

"Then you don't need to worry about it." Xie Yinhan picked up the "Five Three" on the messy quilt, and was about to leave.

"You have to be clear about whose house you live in, and which ones you eat and use that I didn't give you. If you don't restrain your temper, you will suffer when you come to society in the future."

"Then I'll move out, do you think I'm starving to death?"

"Do you dare?" Shi Jianfeng stood up, "You are not young this year, why can't you know how to be modest and lose face in school?"

Xie Yinhan smiled, "That's my business, it has nothing to do with you."

Seeing his father trembling slightly because of anger.

Shi Jing hurried forward, "Dad, don't be angry, I crushed the bed board. Just now Xie Yinhan was writing a question at the desk, and I almost fell asleep. I couldn't stand up and crushed the bed board."

Shi Jianfeng's expression softened a little, "The furniture in your room should have been replaced long ago, but I have been used to it since I was a child. Fortunately, you were not injured."

"Okay, it's not a big deal if it breaks, as long as everyone is fine, let your elder brother pick out a new set of furniture for you tomorrow, and replace the desk, the sofa, and everything else."

A large-scale double-standard scene, this...

Xie Yinhan turned his back and walked out without turning his head. Shi Jing looked at his back and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Dad, his grades have improved a lot this time, and today is indeed my problem."

"Okay, Xiao Jing, Dad brought you a watch back, do you like it?"

He picked up the little box absently.

"It's too late today, and the guest room downstairs hasn't been cleaned yet. Either call your elder brother and sleep in his room, or share a room with your younger brother?"

Shi Jianfeng said and walked towards the door, "I went downstairs to sleep, and I have to go back to the company tomorrow morning."

After her father left, Shi Jing looked at the broken bed board and stood where she was.

It was impossible to squeeze with Xie Yinhan, so he sat back at the desk and sent Y a WeChat message.

Time: I have no place to live

I thought there would be no reply there, but I didn't expect to receive a reply after a few seconds.

Y: I'm having insomnia

Y: What's the matter?

Time: What to do if the secret is broken

Y: what secret

Shi: How should I put it, it's nothing...

Y: In fact, sometimes others don’t necessarily mind what you care about

Time: Really?

Y: of course

Shi: Then I'll call my brother first and go to sleep in his bedroom.

Y: go to bed early

Shi Jing just opened the phone book, but before he could find the phone number of the eldest brother, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Xie Yinhan walked in, "Go and sleep on my bed."

He subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

"Take care of yourself, I'll go to an Internet cafe for a night out."

When he walked to Xie Yinhan's door with the quilt in his arms, he was sitting by the window smoking a cigarette, and had already put on his sweater and trousers.

Shi Jing placed the squarely folded quilt beside the bed, so don't be too embarrassed in this situation.

Xie Yinhan had no intention of talking, and he had nothing to say. He turned on the screen of his phone, and the weather forecast on the homepage showed that the temperature outside was seventeen degrees below zero, and it was snowing lightly to moderately.

Xie Yinhan over there put out his cigarette, stood up and ran to the closet, just opened the closet door.

He still couldn't help reminding, "Xie Yinhan, it's minus seventeen degrees outside, and it's snowing."

From this villa area, it takes about half an hour to walk to the city center. This area itself is not easy to take a taxi, let alone when it snows.

"So?" Xie Yinhan really withdrew his coat hand, leaned on the wardrobe, and stared at him, "I don't want to sleep on the floor."

"Then I sleep on the floor?" Shi Jing said pitifully.

Xie Yinhan narrowed his eyes, "Do you dare to try? I go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, can you block the way?"

"If you trip me and I hurt you, how will you be responsible?"

Shi Jing "..."

He laid it on the side of Xie Yinhan's bed again, covered his body with his quilt, closed his eyes and pretended that he was a piece of air.

I was afraid that Xie Yinhan would ask the last question, why can I fall asleep without watching Xiao Huangman.

Xie Yinhan sat on the other side of the bed, fiddling with the third-order Rubik's cube in his hand.

It took him dozens of seconds to put the color blocks back in place, and another few seconds to completely mess them up, just repeating the movements in his hands absent-mindedly.

The headlights in the room were turned off, only the faint light of the typhoon cast down.

He also didn't expect that on the night of the power outage in the villa, he fell asleep in a place without light. Was it because Shi Jing was there?

Even though everyone said that he wanted to stay away from him, he still couldn't control himself from being cheap, and he couldn't help watching Shi Jing drift away from him.

Time passed by, and the breathing of the people around him became even.

He just turned his head away.

Shi Jing was lying facing his direction, and the dim environment made his face softer.

The thick and slender eyelashes cast a shadow, and the soft hair hung on the pillow, and the slightly red corners of his eyes could be vaguely seen.

After watching it for less than a second, Xie Yinhan moved his eyes stiffly, lay down flat, and closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After an unknown period of time, Xie Yinhan felt something rub against his shoulder, he opened his eyes and turned his head slightly, and saw that the people around him had moved over at some point, and half of the quilt had slid on the ground.

He frowned and went to reach for the quilt. As soon as his fingers touched a corner of the quilt, he was hooked around his neck. Shi Jing's sniff sprinkled on his ears, as soft as if it was just an illusion.

Fortunately, the hand hooking his neck had no strength, and soon dropped down, but he felt a burst of fire burning, burning his whole body, and finally staying somewhere.

He wanted to hold back, but he couldn't suppress the fire at all. His gaze fell on Shi Jing's slightly opened lips, and he licked the corners of his mouth. With a hoarse voice, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brother."

He regained his sanity a little bit.

Getting up from the bed, he went into the bathroom.

He closed the door, leaned against the door frame, and took off his clothes with a dark face.

After a cold shower, I smoked for a while.