My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

Speaking of this, Zou Zikang is confident, "Cut, do you need to make up your mind for this kind of thing? Even a blind person can tell that Brother Jia and Pei Xin are very suitable. People are already done."

Seemingly seeing Jiang Beiyu's intention to quibble, Zou Zikang immediately raised his finger and opened his eyes wide to warn him,

"Hey, don't deny it. I asked Pei Xin about the pen. He bought it specially for Brother Jia, but you didn't tell me, and you took the pen away."

The corner of his mouth curved slightly, Jiang Beiyu looked at the finger pointing at him, and said in a seemingly gentle tone, "You are very concerned about Pei Xin's affairs, and you have observed a lot in secret."

Unaware of the trap in Jiang Beiyu's words, Zou Zikang raised his head with a complacent expression, "Of course, I..."

Halfway through the conversation, he seemed to realize something and immediately stopped talking, with a look of embarrassment and anger, "Don't try to change the subject, anyway, I'll tell you, don't try to do anything to Brother Jia, or I'll make you look good .”

Following Zou Zikang's words and pondering for a while, the corners of Jiang Beiyu's mouth rose slightly, but on the contrary, the indifference in those narrow and bright black eyes gradually deepened,

"The matter between me and Ning Nanjia has nothing to do with you. Don't say you are just his friend, even if you are his mother, if I really want to do something, you can't stop me."

Really shameless and arrogant!

Zou Zikang was so angry that his nose was twitching. Damn, what do you mean if you are his mother?Can't he be Brother Jia's hypothetical father?

Just when the atmosphere between the two was at a stalemate and was about to fight, a delicate voice suddenly broke in,

"What's wrong with you two? It looks like you are going to fight?"

Walking over with a pair of table tennis rackets in his hand, Pei Xin just finished speaking when Ning Nanjia's voice came from behind him,

"Who's going to fight?"

Seeing Ning Nanjia coming up from the steps, Zou Zikang quickly turned his back and made a face at Jiang Beiyu, then took the water in his hand and stuffed it into Pei Xin's arms, winking at her and pushing her towards Ning Nanjia's side.

Just as Pei Xin was pushed and turned around, the water in her arms fell to the ground, and rolled along the steps to Ning Nanjia's feet.

Bending down to pick up the bottle of cool mineral water, Ning Nanjia was about to pass the water back to Pei Xin, when Zou Zikang called out to him, "Brother Jia, Pei Xin bought it for you specially, hurry up Drink it, or it will be hot later, the sun is so bright today, it feels like it will boil later."

Carrying the bottle of water and walking up the steps, Ning Nanjia raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and seeing Zou Zikang nervously blocking Jiang Beiyu, he couldn't help frowning, "The sun is so bright." Are your brains burnt?"

It took Zou Zikang a long time to react, "Brother Jia, are you saying that my mind is broken?"

Passed the water back to Pei Xin, who waved his hand at him. Ning Nanjia didn't understand what it meant, and just happened to feel thirsty, so she unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a couple of sips, then gave Zou Zikang a thumbs up, "This I give full marks for the interpretation, and make persistent efforts.”

Torn between being praised and suspected of being connoted, Zou Zikang finally chose to believe in Ning Nanjia's kindness, and happily responded, "Good brother Jia."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a soft sneer behind him.

Zou Zikang didn't need to turn his head, he could guess how much the corners of Jiang Beiyu's mouth curled up to mock him. With the attitude of getting down to business, he automatically ignored these noises, opened his mouth and called Pei Xin,

"Pei Xin, didn't you just say to play table tennis with Ning Nanjia?"

Pei Xin really wanted to come to Ning Nanjia, but she wasn't playing table tennis. Suddenly, Zou Zikang yelled at Ning Nanjia, and immediately glanced at Ning Nanjia in a daze. Realizing that Zou Zikang intended to help her set up a line, she quickly said said,

"Well, Ning Nanjia, are you free? Can you practice with me, I'm going to compete this week, but I'm not in very good shape."

Different from the Jiaojiao Huaguduoer raised in the greenhouse, although Pei Xin looks quiet and beautiful, she is very fond of sports. Apart from taking part in various competitions, she has also participated in many sports competitions. He is well-known in high school circles in the city.

Zou Zikang yelled too loudly, and the boys who had just finished playing with Ning Nanjia heard it and gathered around, joking with a playful attitude,

"Pei Xiaohua came to play with Brother Jia again?"

"Why don't you say that Brother Jia's weak water contains three thousand pieces of Pei Xin's bucket, and you are the only one who dares to come up to seduce Brother Jia, Pei Xin, I respect you for being a hero."

"You can pull it, you, people are called Ruo Shui, just take a scoop for three thousand, and you are uneducated."

The jokes between the boys were a bit out of line, but in the end there was no malice. Ning Nanjia originally wanted to refuse, firstly, he didn't like playing table tennis, and secondly, he and Pei Xin were not familiar enough to be willing to practice for each other.

But looking at Pei Xin's embarrassing expression when being told by others, the gentleman's demeanor that he can't see that girls can't get off the stage in public immediately took the lead, and nodded slightly, Ning Nanjia stretched out his hand to Pei Xin,

"I'm not very good at fighting. If you think it's not good, go find someone else."

Pei Xin, who originally asked with an attitude of giving it a try, was taken aback for a moment, then raised a smile and put one of the rackets in his hand, and said with a bright smile, "It's okay, as long as you know how to pick up the ball."

Holding the racket and lowering his hand, Ning Nanjia bypassed Zou Zikang and walked in front of Jiang Beiyu. He was about to ask him to help him take the school uniform jacket back to the classroom. opened.

With his head raised slightly, Jiang Beiyu looked up at him with a pair of black and quiet eyes. The ink-colored eyeballs seemed to be filled with anger and grievances, and seemed to have a bit of dissatisfied condemnation.

Ning Nanjia was taken aback by his complicated eyes, before he could react, Jiang Beiyu stood up and turned around without saying a word, not even taking away the drink bottle at his feet. The back looks very angry.

Raising his hand to slap Zou Zikang on the head, Ning Nanjia frowned and asked him, "Did you offend him?"

What's the matter with this sweetheart being bullied and looking for someone to ask for guilt?

Zou Zikang covered his head, and heartbrokenly cursed Jiang Beiyu as a little goblin, and immediately imitated his tricks, and opened his mouth aggrievedly to defend, "I didn't, Brother Jia, how dare I bully him? Pushing people down the stairs and shaving people’s hair, I’m terrified.”

Maybe it was because of too much force, Zou Zikang was still hesitating whether to pat his chest and say that he was afraid to increase his feeling of weakness, so Ning Nanjia took three steps back and looked at him with disgust like hiding from a mentally retarded virus.

"Stay away from me, I'm afraid that if I listen to you too much, I won't be able to resist the urge to kill you."

Zou Zikang looked dull: "..." So love will gradually disappear, right?

Listening to the conversation between the two, Pei Xin couldn't help laughing. With her smile, Ning Nanjia remembered that there was someone waiting for him to play, but Jiang Beiyu was inexplicably angry and left. After hesitating again and again, he said:

"Why don't we call another day, I have something to do now."

Pei Xin didn't come here to play ball. Hearing the words, he nodded and said generously: "Then next time, by the way, I want to tell you that it's my birthday tomorrow night, and I want to invite you to play together. If you If it's okay, bring Jiang Beiyu along."

This time, Pei Xin asked him face to face, and Jiang Beiyu was also invited. Ning Nanjia felt that it would be a bit hypocritical to refuse, so he simply agreed, "Okay, Then tell me the address and time later."

The smile in his eyes deepened slightly, and Pei Xin replied with a smile, "Okay, I'll send it to you later."

After bidding farewell to Pei Xin, Ning Nanjia searched around the court but found no one. Just as he was thinking about going back to the classroom to have a look, he saw Jiang Beiyu sitting quietly on the bench under the teaching building.

A large swath of sunlight fell on the bench through the branches. Jiang Beiyu sat in the bright light, his face was reflected white and delicate, but his ruddy mouth was pursed into a tight and straight line. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell He is in a bad mood.

He walked over and raised his hand to press Jiang Beiyu's head, feeling that the head under his palm moved left and right in displeasure, Ning Nanjia pinched his tofu-like cheek in a funny way, lowered his voice and asked him ,

"Why are you losing your temper so well, did Kang Zi provoke you?"

Looking at Ning Nanjia who was smiling ignorantly, Jiang Beiyu raised his head slightly in the posture of being pinched on his cheeks, and the black emotions that had been churning in his heart for a long time and almost calmed down were suddenly confiscated, and he raised his hand to grab him His wrist pulled him down.

It seems that he didn't expect Jiang Beiyu to attack him suddenly. As soon as Ning Nanjia was dragged off to sit on the bench, he felt Jiang Beiyu's whole body was pushed up. He was obviously of similar stature, and he was even taller, but he was shorter than the other party in terms of momentum. a lot.

Almost facing Jiang Beiyu in a posture of leaning back and raising his head, before Ning Nanjia could speak, the other party reached out and touched his neck and asked him,

"Why did I lose my temper, don't you understand?"

There was a dazed emotion in his eyes, just when Ning Nanjia felt that this posture was too weird and wanted to straighten up, Jiang Beiyu suddenly rubbed his cold fingertips against his Adam's apple.

The slight itching brought up an even more strange feeling. Before his mind started to turn, Jiang Beiyu said bluntly,

"I bought the bottle of water that Pei Xin handed you."

It turned out to be just this.

Holding Jiang Beiyu's thin wrist and taking his hand away, Ning Nanjia freed one hand to support the bench and sat up, picked up the mineral water that fell to the ground because of Jiang Beiyu's sudden tug, and held it up. waving before his eyes,

"Just for a bottle of water?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't speak, but looked at him with calm, dark eyes like ink, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

[The author has something to say]: I have received everyone's request to update, and it has been accepted, because I have to work on the National Day, but I will make up the update after the 8th. Don't worry, everyone, I promise to keep updating