The paranoid milk dog is actually me

Xie Anheng looked into Xie Xingzhi's eyes, tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, but felt very uneasy.

In case he was wrong, this person just sympathized with him on a whim, not to help him...

"Hey!" Cen Xiangyang had already chased after him with a few senior students, "Who are you? Be sensible and get out of here, don't mind your own business!"

With a bang, the wooden stick in his hand hit the ground heavily, and he lifted it up to point at Xie Xingzhi in a threatening manner.

Xie Anheng's heartstrings stretched to the limit, and he suddenly regretted doing so.

The next moment, Xie Xingzhi grabbed his hand and used some strength to let him loosen the clothes he was holding.

He's going to push me away.

Xie Anheng lowered his eyelashes, and the corners of his lips curled down.

But then, a force pulled him back——

Xie Anheng's footsteps were unsteady, and he staggered twice and threw himself on the man's vest.

The latter turned slightly sideways and bowed his head: "Hide well."

After speaking, he pulled his arms up and wrapped them around his waist.

Xie Anheng stayed for a few seconds before blinking slowly.

Not to push him away.

To keep him behind.

Xie Anheng came back to his senses and saw Cen Xiangyang who was winking at him frantically.

He hesitated behind the man for half a second, then nodded.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" After receiving the instructions, Cen Xiangyang could only bite the bullet and continue acting, "Hand over that little kid, or I will beat you too!"

Xie Anheng probed in a low voice: "Big brother..."

"Don't be afraid."

The back of my hand warmed up.

Xie Xingzhi held his hand.

And Cen Xiangyang's wooden stick had already pretended to be under Xie Xingzhi's eyelids.

Just as Xie Anheng was about to signal him to stop here, the man in front of him raised his arm——

"Fuck!"

Cen Xiangyang didn't even have time to exclaim, the wooden stick fell out of his hand and fell into Xie Xingzhi's palm.

He easily handed over Cen Xiangyang's weapon, and then turned around to face the latter, his movements were many times cleaner than Cen Xiangyang's fake handle, and the wooden stick "swiftly" made a piercing sound in the air .

"Who do you want to fight with?"

Cen Xiangyang was dumbfounded: "Don't, don't, brother, I have something to say..."

Several younger brothers: "..."

Xie Anheng, who was protected behind her back, was also stunned.

The man was half a body taller than him, with slightly raised arms under the shirt, and broad shoulders, firmly covering him behind him. From his angle, only a sharp jaw and neck could be seen.

He subconsciously held the opponent back.

"What are you doing over there? Which class?!"

The security at the school gate finally realized that something was wrong.

"Yang, Brother Yang, let's..."

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

Cen Xiangyang: "Why are you standing there? Run!!"

He gave up his stick and his brothers, and Sa Yazi ran away without a trace.

"Hey, bastard! Don't run!" The security guard chased after him.

"Brother Yang, wait for us—"

The scene was in chaos, only one big and one small were left in the middle of the road.

Before Xie Anheng came back to his senses, a shadow had already gathered in front of him.

The big brother he was talking about dropped the stick and knelt down in front of him.As if a little helpless, and as if resigned to fate, he sighed, and looked at him: "It's okay, don't be afraid, huh?"

Xie Anheng met those light maroon eyes, and saw tenderness, concern, and comfort from them.

It was an emotion he hadn't felt for a long time.

"Why..." As soon as Xie Anheng opened his mouth, his stomach suddenly growled.

Before he opened his mouth to say another word, Zou Miao rushed over again: "Xie Anheng! Are you okay?"

Xie Anheng: "..."

"You promised to tell me who gave you the painkiller spray." Zou Miao's voice hurried, "You can't go back on your word, huh? Who is this?"

When she saw Xie Xingzhi, she was stunned.

Xie Xingzhi smiled slightly: "I gave him the painkiller spray."

Zou Miao: "Ah..."

"Have lunch together?" Xie Xingzhi stood up.

Today is the weekend, Xie Anheng can't go to the cafeteria to eat, usually he can only bite the bullet and ask his drunkard father for some money, most of the time he only gets one or two yuan, and often accompanied by a beating.After the beating, I went to buy two packs of crispy noodles and a bottle of mineral water, which was food for the whole day.

Xie Anheng looked at Xie Xingzhi, his lips moved.

"Okay, okay, I want to eat western food!" Zou Miao cheered first, "Xie Anheng, your brother is so handsome, why have you never heard of it before?"

Xie Anheng was still looking at Xie Xingzhi.

The latter was not in a hurry, and stood there smiling at him, his clear eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all his thoughts: "Don't you still have a lot to say to me? Let's go, let's talk when we are full."

There were only a few small restaurants near the shanty town, so Xie Xingzhi simply called a taxi and found a western restaurant nearby.

"Wow, I know this place." Zou Miao raised his head to look at Xie Xingzhi, his eyes sparkled, "The class flower from the class next door celebrated her birthday in this shop before, and I heard that the desserts here are super delicious!"

The little girl was pampered by her parents, her nature is not bad, Xie Xingzhi has no dislike for this little girl who is ten years younger than him now.

A few people sat down, and he said: "Then try the dessert here, do you have any recommendations?"

"Pineapple pie! There's also fruit pizza!" Zou Miao immediately leaned over as if offering a treasure, and helped him flip the menu to the corresponding place, "This, this, is absolutely delicious."

Xie Xingzhi secretly said that children like to eat these things.

"Okay, is there any more?"

"French fries, too."

Xie Anheng looked at Zou Miao coldly from the side.

"What about you? Curry beef brisket set meal?" Xie Xingzhi asked him suddenly.

Xie Anheng hurriedly concealed the expression just now, nodded: "Eat."

The three of them ordered several dishes, and because they knew their own tastes, Xie Xingzhi ordered all the things Xie Anheng liked to eat.

The child didn't talk much, and sat beside him silently, with his head bowed, completely opposite to Zou Miao who was screaming.

Xie Xingzhi still noticed Xie Anheng's little movement, he stared at the things on the next table several times.

Xie Xingzhi turned his head to look, and found that it was a plate of mango smoothie.

"One more mango smoothie." He handed the menu to the waiter.

"Okay, wait a moment, we will serve you soon."

"Ah, mango smoothie, I want it too!" Zou Miao said hastily when she heard it.

After she finished shouting, she met Xie Xingzhi's gaze, and realized that she was just here for a meal.

"...Then, then I don't want it anymore." Zou Miao stuck out her tongue, blushing a little.

Xie Xingzhi said dumbly: "It's okay, just two mango smoothies."

The waiter opened the menu and suggested: "Sir, we are doing an event with this dessert. The large portion is now discounted at [-]%, which is more cost-effective than adding two small portions together."

Xie Xingzhi took a brief glance: "Okay, then come with a big portion."

After less than 5 minutes, the last mango smoothie was served first because of the simplest procedure.

When the plate came, it was indeed a large one.

Xie Xingzhi asked the waiter for two small bowls, and placed one in front of Zou Miao and Xie Anheng: "This one should be enough for you, right?"

Zou Miao dug it in with a spoon: "Enough!"

"Enough." Xie Anheng rarely spoke once.

Zou Miao was present, so it was not easy to tell Xie Anheng about those things.Xie Xingzhi had never eaten at this restaurant in his life. There was a band performing live not far away. Xie Xingzhi rested his chin while waiting for the food to be served, and listened to the music by the way.

When he didn't notice, there was an undercurrent between the two children at the dinner table.

A smoothie is a lot bigger, but it's hard not to have a little friction when it's served on a plate and eaten by two people.

In fact, it was Xie Anheng's unilateral friction.

He couldn't explain why, usually he didn't think girls were too pleasing to the eye, but today he just kept looking at her.

Talking is annoying, bouncing up and down in front of Xie Xingzhi is annoying, and now it's even more annoying to have a dessert with her.

Every time Xie Anheng dug it down, it was full of a large spoonful, and he felt like he was devouring the smoothie, his mouth was numb from the cold, and he didn't slow down.

On the contrary, Zou Miao acted more reservedly.

Hardly any child can refuse the good-looking and gentle big brother, she sips it in small sips, and after eating, she will raise her head and secretly glance at Xie Xingzhi, then turn her head quickly, her face flushed.

The plate of smoothies soon bottomed out, Xie Xingzhi turned around, and saw all Xie Anheng's small actions of protecting food, which was both funny and distressing.

"I want to go to the bathroom..." Zou Miao stood up suddenly.

Xie Xingzhi called the waiter to take her away.

Taking advantage of her absence, he rang the call bell: "Please go to the menu again and add more food."

"Okay, wait a moment." The waiter quickly took another menu for Xie Xingzhi.

Xie Xingzhi raised his finger to Xie Anheng: "Give it to him."

Xie Anheng looked up in confusion.

Xie Xingzhi blinked at him: "Eating too much smoothie is bad for your stomach, what other dessert do you want?"

Seeing that Xie Anheng didn't speak, he smiled, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice: "I'll give you some alone, don't tell her."

Getting closer, the warm breath hit the tip of Xie Anheng's ear, and he smelled the very faint refreshing fragrance of the man again.

"..." Xie Anheng's hand holding the menu suddenly tightened.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Xie Xingzhi was about to return to his seat, "Don't want to eat?"

"Think!" The child grabbed his wrist and let go as if shocked.

Xie Xingzhi raised his eyebrows: "If you don't talk about Zou Miao, you'll be back."

"..." Xie Anheng pursed his lips and pointed to the menu, "I want to eat this."

"One more tiramisu." Xie Xingzhi then turned his head and said to the waiter, "Make this one slowly, and serve it at the end."

"Okay." The waiter glanced at the table, "May I just have one copy?"

Xie Xingzhi nodded: "Yes, only one copy."

"Anything else? This is also very good..."

"Well, let me see."

Xie Anheng couldn't help curling up his hands on his legs.

He quietly raised his eyes, carefully observing the man who was still chatting with the waiter.

Xie Xingyi put one arm on the back of the chair, held the menu with one hand, leaned on his side, and raised his head slightly. It was a very relaxed posture, but it was not less elegant.

There happened to be a lamp directly above them, and the thin warm light sprinkled half on his eyelashes and half into his light-colored pupils.

Eyelashes are very long.

As if sensing his gaze, Xie Xingzhi's eyes turned.

Xie Anheng ran into those light maroon pupils.

The latter frowned at him.

He hurriedly avoided his eyes and lowered his head, knocking the tableware in front of him with a "clang".