My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

The author has something to say: Jiang Huang: Duck doesn't have to.Shen Xing's family is located between Jiang Huang's house and S University, near the subway entrance, so Jiang Huang doesn't have to walk too much.

"Your family?" Jiang Huang hesitated for a moment, and his energy to make trouble was not as strong as before.

"Didn't you just go there on the weekend?" Shen Xing typed slowly on the phone, "What, forgot?"

Jiang Huang held back for a long time, and said, "Can't you go to school?"

"Jiang Huang, I am notifying you, not discussing with you." Shen Xingyi reminded.

Jiang Huang was a little irritable: "Okay, okay, I understand, can't I go, just wait."

It was raining heavily outside, the sky was dark, and the shape of the clouds could not be seen clearly. The water droplets hit the umbrella surface, making a dull sound. Jiang Huang walked through the overlapping buildings and streets to take the subway. When Shen Xing's family went downstairs, their sleeves and trousers were half wet.

As soon as Shen Xing opened the door for him, he looked at him and asked calmly, "Do you need to take a bath?"

"No need." Jiang Huang opened the umbrella and left it in the corridor. When he entered the room, he could smell the warm and dry atmosphere of Shen Xing's family.

Shen Xing let Jiang Huang into the study, and then asked him to take out his homework.

Jiang Huang took off the schoolbag that he had been carrying behind him all the time, and found that the surface had become wet from the rain. He unzipped the zipper, and saw the limp homework book without any surprise.

As soon as Shen Xing noticed that the child's expression suddenly became very nervous, he thought he was nervous about his homework, but just as he thought he was sensible, he saw him pull out a comic book from behind the homework, and was relieved when he found that it was not wet.

Shen Xingyi: "..."

Jiang Huang carefully put his precious manga back into the inner layer of his schoolbag, and then carelessly threw the homework on Shen Xingyi's desk.

Shen Xing took a look at him, went to the bathroom drawer and took the hair dryer, squatted down and found the socket in the corner to plug it in, then handed it to Jiang Huang: "Blow it dry and give it to me."

Jiang Huang didn't answer: "Don't be so particular."

After a pause, he asked again: "Can I use it to blow my comics?"

"No," Shen Xing refused coldly, paused, and added, "At the end of this semester, the homework will be used as the basis for the usual grades. If the handwriting is not clear, you will bear the consequences."

Jiang Huang choked for a moment: "...just blow it."

He angrily pulled the hair dryer from Shen Xing's hand, pushed the wind power to the maximum, and pressed the switch suddenly——

The cover of the homework book was lifted, and it was slapped on his face.

Hold.Jiang Huang closed his eyes subconsciously, and cursed in his heart, this shit must have been possessed by Shen Xingyi for revenge.

Shen Xing sighed, and said simply: "Give it to me."

He took the homework book and the hair dryer from Jiang Huang, turned down the wind power, held the place where the book was bound, and patiently dried it page by page.

Jiang Huang rubbed the place on his face where he was hit just now, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Shen Xingyi was handling his crumpled notebook with his head slightly lowered. Adam's apple, the light fell on the man's face, reflecting a gentleness that seemed to be absent.

He stared at Shen Xingyi for a little longer, and when he raised his eyes unexpectedly, the two met their gazes.

Jiang Huang immediately turned his head, but heard Shen Xingyi calling him: "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Jiang Huang asked muttering.

Shen Xingyi put Jiang Huang's homework aside: "Come here as soon as I tell you."

Jiang Huang slowly pushed the chair away, and walked to Shen Xingyi's side with his slippers on.

Shen Xing glanced at him: "Raise your hand."

Jiang Huang didn't understand what he was going to do: "Huh?"

Shen Xingyi didn't explain to him any more, just grabbed his forearm and lifted it up, pointing the outlet of the hair dryer towards his sleeve.

Jiang Huang was taken aback.

The temperature of the wind is just right, neither cold nor hot, making people's skin itchy slightly.

As soon as Shen Xing blew two sleeves for the child, he squatted down and pulled his trouser legs and blew twice.

Jiang Huang was not used to Shen Xingyi like this, he just felt awkward all over his body, until the other party turned off the hair dryer, he still couldn't say "thank you".

Of course, Shen Xingyi didn't have any expectations, he just said, "Aren't you afraid of getting rheumatism?"

Jiang Huang didn't know why, but Shen Xingyi's expression when he said this reminded him of the temperament of Lian Ying who worried about his father.

But even if it was the same thing, Continuous Mapping said that he would obediently accept it. As soon as Shen Xing said it, he would definitely talk back: "What's wrong with rheumatism? Isn't rheumatism very good? Rain can be predicted in advance, just like superpowers."

"Super power?" Shen Xing thought for a while, "Then you have other things."

"What else?" Jiang Huang asked.

"When you do math problems, can't you avoid the correct answer?" Shen Xing propped up the table with one hand and looked at Jiang Huang casually.

A circle of bright light was reflected in his eyes, his pupils were deep and dark, and there was a slight smile, Jiang Huang paused, and was a little absent-minded when he retorted: "Who, who said it."

Shen Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, opened Jiang Huang's homework, pointed to a question in the last homework and asked him: "What's your answer to this question?"

Jiang Huang glanced hastily: "Eight one thirty, you don't have eyes?"

"Well, [-]:[-]," Shen Xingyi took a pen casually, opened the cap and circled Jiang Huang's answer, "Did you do it yourself?"

Jiang Huang felt a little guilty: "That's right, otherwise you did it."

Actually no, he doesn't know that question, he copied Zhou Huai's.

Shen Xing nodded, and said unhurriedly: "This question is the eighth question, the eighth question is multiple choice, and the answer is B. Student Jiang Huang, can you explain to me how you got a decimal? "

Jiang Huang was dumbfounded. No wonder Shen Xing focused on this question and asked him. It turned out that he copied it by mistake. He copied B into thirteen, and also copied the question number into it.

He is really a two hundred and fifty.

Jiang Huangzheng blamed himself for copying the questions too carelessly, and suddenly raised his head to see Shen Xingyi looking at his homework, with an expression on his face that a person with a high IQ appreciates the mentally retarded.

"No, what do you mean, isn't it just a mistake in copying, and the mistake is not too outrageous." Jiang Huang couldn't help but defend himself.

"Isn't it too outrageous?" Shen Xingyi felt that the children's understanding of outrageousness might be different from his own.

"Yeah, I've copied even more outrageous things," Jiang Huang would say something out of his head when he got excited, "When I was in junior high school, I copied geography homework, and I copied the Rhine River into Cai Miao River!"

Shen Xing said "Oh" as soon as he suddenly realized: "Is that so, then I should still praise you for your progress this time?"