My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

"Just buy you a box," Ning Nanjia coaxed as he stuffed the water into Jiang Beiyu's hands, "Don't be so stingy."

Probably because the only child has a particularly strong sense of property ownership. Ning Nanjia remembered hearing Fei Yibo say that his cousin’s child, who was only three years old, was already very good at labeling all his belongings in the house as private property. It's marked, and if someone buys a candy for him, he must get his consent to take one, otherwise he will lose his temper.

Looking at the bottle of water that was stuffed back into his hand, Jiang Beiyu's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he felt that the emotions just now were punched on the cotton. Ning Nanjia was unscathed, but he was full of unwillingness and helplessness , was thinking of just telling him what to say, Ning Nanjia told him,

"By the way, Pei Xin invited us to celebrate her birthday tomorrow. Are you free tomorrow?"

The unhappiness in his heart hadn't dissipated yet, when he heard this sentence suddenly, Jiang Beiyu responded almost without any hesitation, "Go."

Why not leave you alone with Pei Xin?

Ning Nanjia didn't know what was going on in his mind, but felt that Jiang Beiyu was spoiled by him so much that his temper grew. It was far from the soft, weak and obedient little milk dog at the beginning. Sometimes his temper would come out inexplicably. Could it be possible? Is this the legendary rebellious period?

Just as he was thinking, Jiang Beiyu picked up the bottle of water he had drunk, unscrewed the cap and took two sips. Ning Nanjia was about to say that he had drunk it, and just opened his mouth and said "you" , Jiang Beiyu turned the mouth of the bottle around, squeezed his jaw and gave him a sip as well.

The movements were clean and neat, and before Ning Nanjia could react, the saliva was swallowed down his throat. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that the saliva seemed to have the smell of Jiang Beiyu, so fucking weird.

A complicated feeling crept up in his heart, just as Ning Nanjia raised his hand to cover his mouth, Jiang Beiyu spoke,

"Don't you want to pay me a box of water?"

Humans have only so much brain capacity. After thinking about this, they can't think about other things. Once Ning Nanjia's thoughts were attracted by him, he immediately forgot about the drool just now.

"Yeah, do you want it now? I'll buy it for you."

"No need," tightening the bottle cap and putting the bottle of water aside, Jiang Beiyu looked at him fixedly, "stay with me at home this weekend, so I won't be angry."

It's easy to say anything if you don't get angry, Ning Nanjia naturally and simply said yes, and then belatedly a little bit of confusion arises, it's not him who makes people angry, why is he the one who compensates every time?

As if seeing Ning Nanjia's hesitation and intention to repent, Jiang Beiyu immediately grabbed his wrist, raised his dark eyes and said with displeasure: "Brother Nanjia, do you want to repent?"

Ning Nanjia, who had been peeped out of his mind, didn't care about the movement of being grabbed by him, and showed a bit of embarrassment like a parent who was about to break his promise and was scolded and questioned by his child, pulling the corners of his mouth slowly replied,

"No, how could it be."

This weekend Song Zhiwei and Ning Fu originally planned to participate in community activities, to help the scenic spots to do volunteer work picking up garbage and making some environmental protection handicrafts and so on. He didn't need his company either, so after thinking about it, he simply agreed to go home with Jiang Beiyu.

Since he had already been to Zheng's mansion once before, Zhong Hourong was not surprised by Ning Nanjia's visit, and thoughtfully handed him slippers and invited him in.

Ning Nanjia hadn't even looked at the house carefully when he came back from watching Jiang Beiyu, who was in a daze from burning, but this time when he entered the door, he noticed many small details that he hadn't noticed before.

For example, the colors of the curtains and carpets are all black, white and gray, and even the sofa and tableware are lifeless black. Being in it is like walking into a mourning hall, which makes people feel uncomfortable all over their bodies. a feeling of.

As if aware of Ning Nanjia's emotions, Jiang Beiyu bent down and changed his shoes, got up and told Zhong Hourong, "Uncle Zhong, go and open the curtains and windows in the house."

A hesitant expression flashed across his face, and Zhong Hourong quickly nodded and went to do it.

At this time, the sky was getting late, and the opened windows didn't let in much light, but with the previous dead and weird atmosphere, it seemed that even the air seemed to be a lot more fresh after the windows were opened.

There was no one in the house, and Zhong Hourong seemed to be doing all the cooking and cleaning by himself. He sat on the sofa and waited for Jiang Beiyu to go upstairs to get him a charger. Ning Nanjia was playing with his mobile phone when he suddenly heard a call to open the door from the entrance sound.

Suddenly seeing a stranger in the house, Jiang Mingfeng's face flashed a trace of surprise, but seeing the boy sitting on the sofa who was about the same age as his son and wearing the No. [-] Middle School uniform, he quickly reacted.

After adjusting the expression on his face, Jiang Mingfeng closed the door and walked in, asking very warmly,

"Are you Xiaoyu's classmate?"

Standing up and shouting "Hello, Uncle", Ning Nanjia nodded and replied politely, "Yes, I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

Although he had met Jiang Mingfeng in the hospital before, Ning Nanjia felt that Jiang Beiyu looked more like his mother when he observed him closely.

Jiang Mingfeng's appearance is tough and handsome, with a personable appearance, which is very eye-catching. Perhaps it is because he has been in the mall for many years, and the businessman's smooth and sophisticated behavior has been carved into his bones, giving people a feeling of perfection .

In contrast, Jiang Yi looks more like him.

After briefly exchanging pleasantries with Ning Nanjia, Jiang Mingfeng went straight upstairs, and after a while, he left in a hurry with a document, never asking Jiang Beiyu from the beginning to the end.

Jiang Beiyu found the charger and went downstairs, and immediately saw Ning Nanjia standing on the edge of the sofa and looking at the door in a daze, so he walked over and pulled his wrist, raised his eyes and asked him, "Brother Nanjia, where are you?" What are you looking at?"

Ning Nanjia wasn't sure if Jiang Mingfeng had run into Jiang Beiyu in the short moment when he went upstairs, he hesitated again and again, and said, "Your father seems to have come back just now."

"Oh" indifferently, Jiang Beiyu went to get the fruit Zhong Hourong washed and put on the coffee table, and when he turned his head, he saw Ning Nanjia seemed to be still thinking about something, so he asked, "Did he tell you What strange words? Just ignore him, he is just such a hypocrite. "

There were no strange words, Ning Nanjia just felt that a father who came back and had a few pleasantries with a classmate whose son had never met before, but didn't mention his child in a single word, was a bit unusual.

As if seeing what Ning Nanjia was thinking, Jiang Beiyu raised his hand and stuffed a piece of peeled apple into his mouth, and then slowly told him, "I have no relationship with him, and he doesn't like me very much, so we rarely comminicate."

Such an unfamiliar father-son relationship surprised Ning Nanjia. After all, what he saw from Jiang Mingfeng was the kind of Mr. Perfect who was so tactful that he even took care of a stranger's feelings. How could such a person I will tolerate a little bit of criticism in myself.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Zheng Yizheng said in the hospital that Jiang Mingfeng also wanted Jiang Beiyu's life, thinking about it now, maybe it wasn't because she was so angry that she said it out of her mouth, and she didn't know Jiang Beiyu Did you hear it at the time?

Absently chewing two mouthfuls of the apple in his mouth, Ning Nanjia swallowed it whole. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Beiyu asked him,

"Brother Nanjia, can you still sleep with me tonight? Uncle Zhong is getting old, so I can't trouble him to clean up the guest room for you."

Zhong Hourong, who was carrying two heavy wooden boxes in his hands and was about to pass by the living room and enter the kitchen, silently backed out after hearing this.

The thing about sleeping in the same bed has always been the first birth and the second acquaintance. Fortunately, Jiang Beiyu has to sleep in his arms like a child who has not been weaned, except that he is clingy, and he has no such bad sleeping habits as grinding his teeth and snoring. Ning Nanjia doesn't have any psychological burden anymore, after all, he is not a delicate girl who wants to keep her innocence,

"It's up to you, you can sleep as you say."

Jiang Beiyu bent his mouth happily, and said from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you, Brother Nanjia."

After dinner, Ning Nanjia followed Jiang Beiyu upstairs.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Ning Nanjia was sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone with her head propped up, and was brushing up questions when Zou Zikang's message popped up in the WeChat chat dialog box.

Brother Jia, look at that bastard Jiang Yi!

Ridiculous to me hahahahahaha

After playing the two messages, Zou Zikang sent a link with a very interesting title - "Third middle school bully was slapped for courtship in the street. The school bully's road to love is really bumpy."

Click on the link to enter, after Ning Nanjia read the eloquent essay of nearly a thousand words, he roughly understood the content.

It’s nothing more than Jiang Yi’s attempted courtship being slapped by a girl in the street, and then crying bitterly. It’s not a big deal at first, but because Jiang Yi’s image of a tough guy has always been too strong, he was too shocked by the scene of him crying in the street. Yu felt that the tough guy was ugly when he cried, so he took a picture of it and posted it on the school forum to write a small composition.

Ning Nanjia was watching it as a joke at first, but when he slid to the bottom and saw the photo, he couldn't sit still. Although the photo was blurred and taken from a very human angle, Ning Nanjia recognized the photo at a glance The outline of the girl, who else is there besides Ning Weitong.

Angrily, he dialed a phone number, and just after the connection was made, Ning Weitong's feeble voice came out,

"Don't rush to scold me, I feel ashamed."

Ning Nanjia sneered, "If you lose him, then you still can't get entangled with him."

"I don't want to either, oh, you don't understand." Ning Weitong's voice sounded muffled, as if burying his head in the quilt,

"Brother, I have grown up, can you let me handle it by myself? Besides, you have never been in a relationship, what do you know, don't make trouble for me."

Ning Nanjia originally wanted to interrupt her after hearing the first half of the sentence, but was inexplicably silenced after hearing the second half of the sentence. Before she could speak, Ning Weitong hung up the phone.

Before finishing the business, Ning Nanjia was about to make a second call when Jiang Beiyu opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Seeing that Ning Nanjia frowned and seemed unhappy, he asked, "What happened?"

[The author has something to say]: I saw some people in the comment area wondering why Brother Jia was like a mentally retarded man who didn't feel the young master teasing him at all. Actually, it wasn't. Simple ignorance is one reason, but there is another more important reason. This is a few chapters, the update is slow because of the work on the National Day, please let me know in advance, there will be a confession scene in the next chapter, so stick to it~