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"Full shaved?!"

The fader in the gray-haired Tony's hand hovered over the top of Jiang Xingxing's skull, and he asked him with a frown: "Why, brother Xing, you little curly hair has so many personalities!"

Jiang Xingxing, who had already had a stinky face, became even more stinky when the pot was not opened and which pot was lifted.

But there is really no deterrence.

That face is too tender, no one will be afraid of a child losing his temper.

He was born with a baby face, and his skin is fairer and thinner than many big girls. The half-length yellowish self-roll is tied on the top of his head, which is so beautiful that he is indistinguishable from male and female.

If he stood up, he would even be treated as a minor.

Although he was mistaken for an underage girl time and time again, Jiang Xingxing didn't really care much about it, otherwise he wouldn't have lived happily for 25 years.

But today he tried his best to shave his hair off, and slapped his butt on the chair, with the posture of "I won't leave unless you shave off".

The reason is simple, stimulated.

Just now, the girl he had a crush on for three years slapped him on the head, making him stagger:

"No, Jiang Xingxing, I treat you as my sister, yet you want to pick on me?!"

Killing is not enough, you have to kill your heart:

"Look at your pigtails, and your thin arms and legs, even if we are really nice, people will think we are lesbians after walking out."

Jiang Xingxing: ...

The first crush in over 20 years ended in a fiasco.

Summing up the experience afterwards, Jiang Xingxing blamed everything on his own hair - he cut his hair short and grew Xianniang's damn curly hair.

He simply shaved it clean, and he even chose the style of the wig.

Jiang Xingxing's attitude was firm, but Tony didn't intend to do this business. He put the tools in the drawer directly, stood behind him with his arms crossed, and looked at him in the mirror: "Tell me, what's going on?"

All in all, he had been renting Jiang Xingxing's house for three or four years.As a landlord, Jiang Xingxing's house is clean and friendly, and he almost responds to the tenants' requests.There are dozens of tenants up and down in half of the building. Except for special circumstances, there are very few people who change houses halfway, and everyone's relationship is very harmonious.

Among the tenants, he has the best relationship with Jiang Xingxing. The two are about the same age, and from time to time they can meet up to have a snack together. Jiang Xingxing likes to talk to him about everything.

In his opinion, Jiang Xingxing is nominally a local rich house brother who owns half a building, but he is actually a little dick at heart.

Jiang Xingxing earns hundreds of thousands a month in rental income alone, but he still insists on working as a back office in a real estate company. He receives a monthly salary of 5000 yuan, and he does it happily.

With such an optimist and good-natured character, it must be a big deal to make him angry. Tony was genuinely caring and gossiping on the one hand, and wanted to know exactly what stimulated him.

Could Jiang Xingxing not see his thoughts? He pursed his lips and stared at Tony through the mirror with a pair of peach blossom eyes. Tony blushed and heart beat, and raised his hand to beg for forgiveness:

"I said, don't look at me like that, it's useless for us to collide with each other and make sparks."

Jiang Xingxing finally opened his mouth:

"roll!"

The thing that annoys him the most is that Tony classifies him as one of his kind.

Which law stipulates that a boy who is short and easy to wear pigtails must be gay.

He, Jiang Xingxing, a straight man, is harder than iron and stronger than steel, a straight man of steel.

I like women, and I am short and beautiful, and I like women.

Tony was used to being rejected, so he immediately shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter, and reminded him intimately that he must tell himself if one day he opened his eyes.

Jiang Xingxing said with a cold face, "Don't talk nonsense, the rent will double this month."

Tony: "Boom."

Forced by the coercion of the rent, Tony reluctantly picked up the scissors.Just as he gritted his teeth and made the first cut, Jiang Xingxing's phone rang.

Tony stroked his chest and let out a long breath: "You answer the phone first."

Jiang Xingxing took out his phone impatiently, glanced at the screen, and frowned even tighter.

"Hi, Teacher Li, I'm Jiang Xingxing."

"What?...Okay, I see, I'll be there right away."

Tony pricked up his ears behind him and listened roughly: "Dafu was bullied again?"

Jiang Xingxing hummed with a sullen face, and pulled off the cloth covering his chest: "Let's go."

"Calm down! Don't fight with others!" Tony said worriedly behind him.

Jiang Xingxing has a good temper and can take any kind of jokes. His only culprit is his sister, Jiang Jiayin, who is still studying in the other half of the kindergarten.

If anyone dared to bully his sister, Jiang Xingxing would dare to go up and fight with them.

Jiang Xingxing rode his little eDonkey to the kindergarten, but was stopped by the security guards as expected.

This is the most expensive private kindergarten in Shanghai. The children who can come to study here must be rich or expensive. When it comes to pick up and drop off, the whole street is full of luxury cars, and his little electric donkey is like a flock of chickens. Especially eye-catching.

In addition, although Dafu is young, he has many disasters and disasters. He often runs here on weekdays, and the security guards have known him for a long time.

The security guard here also has eyes on the top of his head, and his tone is particularly aggressive: "Hey, there are visitors today, don't stop your battery car at the door."

Jiang Xingxing glanced at him and didn't bother with him. He parked his horse a little further away, registered and went straight to the teacher's office.

Sitting in Teacher Li's arms, Dafu had stopped sobbing, but there were still tears on his face, and his long eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

As soon as he saw him, he stretched out his hands and cried, "Hold me, brother."

Seeing that Dafu was fine, Jiang Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief, and took her out of Teacher Li's arms to comfort her softly.

The two brothers and sisters look very similar, the most conspicuous thing is that they both have yellowish curly hair, Dafu is even more beautiful than Jiang Xingxing, with a pair of light-colored big eyes flickering, looking like a mixed race.

Teacher Li stood up and apologized: "Sorry, Mr. Jiang, we didn't take good care of Jiayin..."

Jiang Xingxing has been immune to hearing this set of words every time he comes.He looked at Teacher Li and tried to calm down his tone: "Mr. Li, what happened?"

Teacher Li showed embarrassment: "As soon as I turned around, I heard Jiayin crying. Later, I checked the surveillance and found that Xiao Zhoumu... kissed Jiayin..."

Teacher Li turned around, and Jiang Xingxing saw a beautiful little boy standing by the table, about three or four years old, who was still secretly looking at Dafu.

Jiang Xingxing's anger rushed to Tianling Gai, and he asked Dafu in his arms: "Did he do anything else besides kiss you? Did he hold your hand? Did he touch you elsewhere?"

Dafu buried his head in his neck and shook his head.

"Then besides kissing you today, has he kissed you before?"

Dafu shook his head again.

Jiang Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief.

Teacher Li explained in a timely manner: "He is a transfer student, and today is the first day of school."

Jiang Xingxing laughed angrily: "The one who touched the little girl on the first day, will he pay it back in the future?!"

Teacher Li accompanied him with a smile: "His parents will be here soon, and I will talk to them at that time. He grew up in Canada, and the atmosphere there may be more open..."

Jiang Xingxing was noncommittal after hearing this: "Mr. Li, please bring a spare dress for Dafu. I feel her back is soaked."

"Ah, right now."

Teacher Li took Dafu to change clothes, and only Jiang Xingxing and Xiao Zhoumu were left in the office.

Jiang Xingxing walked up to him and knelt down slowly, watching his own shadow covering his small body little by little, pretending to be fierce, and asked him in a rough voice, "What's your name?"

"Zhou Mu." The voice was timid, and the words were still a little unclear.

Jiang Xingxing didn't hear clearly, and asked back: "What, long johns?"

"Zhou Mu!" The little boy was a little angry, clenching his fists hanging by his side.

Jiang Xingxing was not afraid of him, and snorted coldly: "Xiaoqiuku, do you know what your brother Xing is doing? Have you seen your fist? If you let me know that you bully Jiang Jiayin again, the fist may be gone. It fell on you, do you understand?"

Zhou Mu tightly pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Hey, the little one has a pretty tough mouth." Jiang Xingxing glanced at him up and down, then suddenly became angry, raised his hand and flicked between his legs.

Zhou Mu's face turned red immediately, he didn't dare to cry even if he wanted to cry.

Jiang Xingxing felt refreshed in his heart: "Next time, I'll just cut it off for you."

Zhou Mu pursed his mouth, and finally couldn't hold back, and cried out in a crying voice: "Brother..."

Jiang Xingxing groaned, and was quite comfortable being called "brother". Just as he was about to say that your brother forgives you, he saw a shadow appearing on the opposite wall, which grew bigger and bigger until it completely covered his shadow live.

Jiang Xingxing turned his head a little stiffly.

He first saw a pair of shiny leather shoes.

Then the straight legs wrapped in slim trousers—legs...legs...legs...legs.

Jiang Xingxing's gaze moved for at least five seconds before he saw the end of the man's leg.

Social You Xingge: ...People and people really...

Xiao Zhou Mu bypassed him, ran in front of the man, imitated Da Fu's way and stretched out his hands: "Brother hug."

Then Jiang Xingxing heard a cold voice resounding in the sky: "No need."

Following his voice, Jiang Xingxing's gaze suddenly raised and landed on the man's face.

It was a rather handsome face, with deep eyebrows, a straight nose, and sharp and smooth facial features.

The man happened to be looking at him too, his slender eyes half-covered by drooping eyelids, and was now gazing at him seriously.

It wasn't too sharp, but Jiang Xingxing still unconsciously avoided his gaze.

But he immediately realized that this was probably the parent of Xiao Qiuku, and the brother who said just now should be calling him.

Since he is the parent of the enemy, he cannot be cowardly in terms of arrogance.

He had already lost a game by dodging his gaze just now, and he attributed the reason to the fact that he was squatting on the ground.

In the next negotiation process, we must not make any mistakes.

So Jiang Xingxing stood up.

He turned his head, stood up on his legs, and straightened his facial expression against the wall, then turned around——

Looking directly at the man's neckline, Jiang Xingxing even saw his looming collarbone.

Society you Xingge: ... careless.

He suddenly didn't want to raise his head to confront him for the second time.

Teacher Li's voice sounded at the door, breaking the deadlock: "Hey, you are all here."

Hearing that, the man turned around to say hello to Mr. Li, and Jiang Xingxing let out a soft breath behind his back.

Another game lost.

In the third round, there must be no further mistakes.

On the rectangular desk, the two parents sit opposite each other, and Teacher Li mediates in the middle.

After the surveillance video was played, Xiao Zhou Mu did only kiss Dafu from the beginning to the end, and also thoughtfully helped her wipe the drool off her face.

Jiang Xingxing scolded a little rascal in his heart.

Teacher Li took the lead in asking Jiang Xingxing for his opinion and asking him what specific requirements he had.

Jiang Xingxing took a look at the stinky sneaker on the opposite side - when he greeted Mr. Li just now, he said that his name was something Zhou, but Jiang Xingxing didn't catch it, it sounded like a sneaker, so he called him that in his heart.

The stinky sneakers are dressed very formally today, but in the hot weather in July, he is wearing a black suit and his hair is neatly pressed. He is rolling up the sleeves of his shirt little by little, looking casual and relaxed. Naturally, the elite style is full.

Jiang Xingxing snorted in his heart, slandering you whether the company has just been listed or has just joined the board of directors, who is scaring you by dressing like this.

I am most annoyed by this kind of tall and handsome "elite".

The stinky sneakers rolled up their sleeves slowly, glanced at the younger brother sitting next to him, and then at the brother and sister Jiang Xingxing sitting opposite, with a calm expression on his face, as if he thought it was nothing at all.

Jiang Xingxing's anger flared up again, and he repeatedly told himself in his heart that if he didn't help Dafu regain his position today, then this little rascal would have to eat Dafu every day from now on.

He leaned back and sneered: "First of all, I apologize."

Smelly sneakers looked at his face: "Yes."

Jiang Xingxing said again: "Let him stay away from Dafu in the future, and once again, let him be transferred without discussion."

The stinky sneakers are still very happy: "Okay."

"Parents go back and educate them well. When they were young, they secretly kissed female classmates. When they grow up, they can pay off."

"Correct."

"Their seats shouldn't be too close together."

"Row."

"..."

Jiang Xingxing was speechless.

The other party was too cooperative, so that the viciousness he deliberately disguised just now had no place to release, and he felt aggrieved by punching cotton.

The eyes of the two collided in the air for a moment, and Teacher Li broke the deadlock in time: "Then why don't we just do it today?"

Jiang Xingxing walked away with Dafu in his arms, his pace was a little fast, it didn't look like he was triumphant, but he felt like he was running away.

Zhou Mu stood behind his brother, terribly wronged: "Brother, he played me Xiaochi/chi..."

His brother stood in the corridor, his eyes followed Jiang Xingxing's back until he disappeared around the corner of the kindergarten entrance, and then he said slowly: "It's okay, I will bounce back for you in the future."