My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

After living in Ning's house for a few days, Jiang Beiyu's injured knee is no longer serious, and even the bruises on his face have faded a lot.

On Friday night, Song Zhiwei and Ning Fuyuan were going to participate in the activities for the elderly in Jiangshuiwu Community Center. Before going out, they told Ning Nanjia and Jiang Beiyu to remember to drink the hot tea in the kitchen before going to bed.

After Jiang Beiyu went back to his room and took a shower, Ning Nanjia dug out the medicine prescribed by the hospital, then bent one long leg and sat on the sofa to apply medicine to his face.

The snow-white cotton swab was stained with light brown ointment, and Ning Nanjia pinched Jiang Beiyu's chin with one hand, and applied the medicine to the corner of his almost healed mouth with concentration.

As he bent his long legs and put his arms on his knees, the beautiful protruding collarbone line under his slender neck was particularly obvious. The ribbed bones set off the deep shadow of the shoulder socket, and his fair skin Attached to the thin chest, the delicate luster is especially alluring under the lamp.

Jiang Beiyu looked down, the color in his eyes gradually darkened.

The ointment on the corner of the mouth tasted very cool, and when it was inhaled into the lungs, there was a coolness, but Jiang Beiyu still couldn't suppress the boredom all over his body. Since his arm recovered, Ning Nanjia no longer helped him take a bath , and it hasn't rained or thundered recently, he can't find any chance to get close to him at all.

After painting his face, Ning Nanjia patted Jiang Beiyu on the back, motioning him to get up and turn his back to him.

Jiang Beiyu stood up, changed direction and sat down, then lifted the hem of his clothes and showed his back.

Ning Nanjia changed the medicine tube and cotton swab to apply the medicine on Jiang Beiyu's back, recalled how he stood up just now, and said with some uncertainty: "Young master, why do I think you seem to have grown taller?"

"It's grown," Jiang Beiyu gestured three fingers to him, "Grandma just measured me this morning, and it's three centimeters longer."

"It's not easy," Ning Nanjia asked him with a slight hook on the corner of his mouth, "Then how tall are you now?"

"1.7 meters three."

Hearing Ning Nanjia's low laughter from behind, Jiang Beiyu said unhappily, "Don't laugh, I will grow taller than you soon."

Slightly curling his long fingers and flicking the back of Jiang Beiyu's head, Ning Nanjia asked him with a suppressed smile, "Do you know how tall your brother is? 1.8 meters two, your small body can grow to 1.8 meters, it's not bad."

Jiang Beiyu pursed his lips and did not speak, secretly vowing in his heart that sooner or later, Ning Nanjia would have to pay a painful price for his current contemptuous attitude.

After applying the medicine to Jiang Beiyu, Ning Nanjia threw the used cotton swabs into the trash can downstairs, and went to the kitchen to pour a bowl of hot tea.

The low-fire tea Song Zhiwei made was the kind that one would know would be bitter just by smelling it. Ning Nanjia didn't like to drink it since he was a child, so he only poured it for Jiang Beiyu, but didn't pour it himself because he didn't intend to drink it.

Reaching out to take the bowl of hot tea, Jiang Beiyu didn't rush to drink it, but asked him, "Brother Nanjia, where's yours?"

Ning Nanjia answered him casually while picking up the earphones, "I had a drink downstairs."

Jiang Beiyu didn't say anything. After putting down the bowl, he raised his hand and beckoned to him, "Come here."

Ning Nanjia walked over without knowing why, and as soon as he sat down, Jiang Beiyu straightened up and came to his mouth to sniff, like a puppy.

The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, Ning Nanjia was amused by his actions, and just about to speak, he heard Jiang Beiyu looking at him seriously, "You are lying, your mouth doesn't even taste like hot tea, you didn't drink it. "

"I don't like to drink that stuff," raised his hand and pushed Jiang Beiyu's head back, Ning Nanjia looked at him with his hands on the sofa behind him, "And I don't get angry, I don't need it."

A strange emotion suddenly appeared in the long and narrow black eyes, and Jiang Beiyu asked in a low voice following his words, "Are you sure you don't get angry, don't you need it?"

For a while, he didn't understand the deep meaning in Jiang Beiyu's words, Ning Nanjia blinked suspiciously, "I'm sure."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Beiyu quickly raised his hand and pressed it on his waist. While slowly moving his long fingers down, he asked him in a low and soft voice, "Then how does Brother Nanjia get angry when he usually gets angry?" of? I don’t think I’ve seen it before.”

No matter how serious he was, at this time he also understood that the fire in Jiang Beiyu's mouth was not the other, and he raised his hand gently to grab the hand that was making trouble on his waist, Ning Nanjia frowned slightly, his expression slightly more complicated,

"Jiang Beiyu, where did you learn this?"

The long and narrow black eyes were slightly raised in puzzlement, and Jiang Beiyu leaned half on the sofa while being held by his wrist, and asked him in a soft voice, "Don't boys understand all this?"

One sentence silenced him, Ning Nanjia frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite come up with it, and was in a stalemate when the cell phone on the sofa rang, and he picked it up to look at it One glance, then pick it up,

"Brother Jia, do you want roasted kidneys tomorrow? Mouse and I are shopping for ingredients. Eating more kidneys is good for your health."

Zou Zikang's cheerful voice came along with the cries.

Ning Nanjia didn't like to eat offal, so he refused after hearing the words, "No need."

"Do you think the kidneys are not straight enough, why don't you buy kidneys, chicken kidneys and duck kidneys?"

Before Ning Nanjia could reply, Zou Zikang ordered the mouse to buy it, "Hurry up and weigh some kidneys, Brother Jia is thin-skinned and I'm sorry, he's cute and eat."

I love to eat your grandma's legs.

After Ning Nanjia hung up the phone, he sent a message to Mouse, telling him to watch Zou Zikang not to buy any messy things so as not to embarrass himself tomorrow.

After the message was sent, he put his phone on the coffee table, and the interrupted atmosphere could no longer continue. Ning Nanjia thought that Jiang Beiyu's words were amazing, but after being foiled by Zou Zikang's bastard, he felt that Jiang Beiyu was normal again It couldn't be more normal.

Looking down, he found that he was still holding Jiang Beiyu's hand. He quickly let go, and saw a few deep reddish finger marks on it that he had scratched out. ?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't speak, and slowly withdrew the arm that was caught red. After drinking the hot tea on the coffee table, he got up, walked to the bedside, lifted the quilt and lay down on him with his back facing him.

The back figure lying on the side looked thin and thin under the light, with a faint taste of aggrieved.

Ning Nanjia looked at it, and suddenly felt that he had just passed it a little bit. In fact, it was not a big deal for brothers to joke or something. After thinking for a while, he said: "I was not good just now, Ah Yu, I'm sorry. "

Turning around with her mouth pursed, Jiang Beiyu raised a pair of narrow black eyes and looked at him, "Where are you going tomorrow?"

Ning Nanjia answered him truthfully, "Barbecue at the farmhouse."

"Is there no part for me?"

Understanding the meaning in Jiang Beiyu's words, Ning Nanjia said: "Yes, let's go together tomorrow."

He didn't intend to bring Jiang Beiyu there, there were many mosquitoes and there was Jiang Yi, he was afraid that Jiang Beiyu would be embarrassed by seeing him, but there was no way, he had provoked the young master now, so he could only follow along. He meant to speak.

Hearing Ning Nanjia's answer, Jiang Beiyu finally stopped being angry, and raised his arms towards him, saying, "It hurts a little, what should I do?"

Went downstairs to boil an egg, peeled the shell and wrapped it in thin cloth. Ning Nanjia sat on the edge of the bed with one hand on Jiang Beiyu's wrist resting on his lap, lowered his head and slowly pushed the bruises with the boiled egg .

During this period, Jiang Beiyu just watched obediently. He didn't feel pain in his hands or hot eggs, and he didn't look aggrieved and pitiful at all.

Although Ning Nanjia wanted to ask something, he was afraid of saying the wrong thing. After applying it for more than ten minutes, he saw that the redness on Jiang Beiyu's wrist had finally faded a lot. He couldn't help but sigh, "Jiang Beiyu, you are really made of tofu. of."

The corners of the mouth slightly raised to reveal half of the canine teeth, Jiang Beiyu asked him, "Then do you want to bite and see?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand forward, with an expression that I didn't mind at all.

Ning Nanjia declined his kind invitation, thinking that he would have to get up early tomorrow to go to the farmhouse before Ning Weitong, so he urged Jiang Beiyu to go to bed early so that he would not be unable to wake up tomorrow morning.

the next morning,

Although he couldn't buy kidneys and kidneys, Zou Zikang still bought a lot of ingredients. He and Mouse stood in front of the farmhouse, and both of them were waiting for Ning Nanjia with two bags full. While waiting, he couldn't help turning his head and asking mouse,

"When you called Brother Jia, what was he doing?"

The mouse thought for a while, "I'm going to go out, but I heard he seemed to say that he forgot to bring mosquito repellent, and then went back to get it."

"Mosquito repellant? Since when did Brother Jia like to use such a bitch thing?"

Zou Zikang was talking, when a taxi drove in at the end of the road, Mouse took a look at his mobile phone, "It should be Brother Jia."

From a short distance, Zou Zikang looked in through the blurry front glass of the car, and always felt that there were more than two people in that car. He bumped into a mouse and murmured,

"Rat, I always have a bad feeling. If I go berserk later, you have to drag me. I can't be beaten every day."

The car stopped at the gate of the farmhouse, Ning Nanjia got off the co-pilot, and then Jiang Beiyu got off the back seat.

The moment he saw Jiang Beiyu, Zou Zikang's eyes widened, but he quickly calmed down again. As the saying goes, he is not afraid of the enemy's high rank, but he is afraid that he will not come. Since Jiang Beiyu himself sent him to the door, he has to teach him a lesson this time. Take a look at this bad boy.

The mouse had already planned to throw away the things in its hands to hold down the crazy Zou Zikang, but seeing that Zou Zikang not only didn't get angry, but also greeted him with a smile on his face, he couldn't see the direction of the plot.

Walking in front of Jiang Beiyu, Zou Zikang showed what he thought was the most charming and dignified smile, "My brother is here too, why don't you tell my brother, so that my brother can pick you up."

Before Jiang Beiyu could reply, the mouse who followed behind couldn't help but interjected, "Kangzi, your mother hasn't watched ethics dramas recently, has she watched Gongdou dramas instead?"

The smile on his face stiffened slightly, and Zou Zikang quickly adjusted his battle plan, "What's the fight? Jiang Beiyu and I don't know each other. Men, you should be more generous. What do you know? You know." , Chinese is only a [-]-point brain test."

The mouse who was stabbed for no reason suddenly became unhappy, "Just talk about things, why keep mentioning my score?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Ning Nanjia reached out to grab the ingredients from the mouse, and raised his jaw at Jiang Beiyu, "Don't worry about them, just go ahead."

Jiang Beiyu nodded obediently, and raised his hand to help Ning Nanjia get a bag, but Ning Nanjia shook his head and told him to go straight away.

Seeing Ning Nanjia and Jiang Beiyu walking away, Zou Zikang stopped arguing with the mouse and quickly picked up his bag and chased after him.

[The author has something to say]: There is another chapter that may not be published until after 12 o'clock, everyone, don't stay up all night chasing it, just wake up tomorrow morning and read it again, I'm already rushing to write, thank you for your support