Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Wen Xiaoyu handed the house key to Tong Xing to let him open the door, then rode a bicycle and took He Xiran directly back to the yard.

"You don't know how to knock on the door yourself? Squatting at the door is like a thief stepping on the spot." Wen Xiaoyu complained about the child star.

Seeing Grandma Wen cooking in the kitchen, Tong Xing said in a low voice, "Aren't I afraid that our grandma will slap me away again? The old lady slapped me a lot before."

"Excellence." Wen Xiaoyu parked the car, went to Wen Muchen's window and knocked on the window, "Brother, come out to play."

"Okay!" Wen Muchen ran out of the house, and when he saw someone coming to play at his house again, his face beamed with joy.

"Orangutan!" He pointed at the child star and shouted with a smile.

"Brother Chen!" Tong Xing squatted down and opened his arms towards Wen Muchen.

"Hey——" Wen Xiaoyu didn't stop him, Wen Muchen ran over and jumped on the child star, who really didn't resist, and rolled around on the ground with Wen Muchen in his arms.

"Brother Chen, why are you so energetic now?" Tong Xing muttered while protecting the back of Wen Muchen's head.

Wen Xiaoyu hurried over to pick up his brother, looked up and down, and asked, "Did you knock?"

Fortunately, the fat on the child actor's body was solid enough, Wen Muchen shook his head, with dust on his face, he still giggled.

"Stupid." Wen Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and patted the ashes off his body.

Grandma Wen also came to the yard when she heard the commotion, and knocked on the child star with the rolling pin in her hand: "You brat!"

"Hey! Grandma! You hit someone when you're not happy! I didn't fall my brother!" Tong Xing ran around the yard with his head in his arms, and Wen Muchen clapped his hands excitedly.

Wen Xiaoyu shook his head at this scene of flying dogs and dogs, and then glanced at He Xiran who was standing by the flower pond.

He Xiran also had a rare smile on his face, seeing Wen Xiaoyu turned his head to look at him, he wrinkled his nose at him.

"It's so ugly." Wen Xiaoyu mouthed him.He Xiran immediately put away his smile, and stared at him from the corner of his eyes.

After cleaning up the child star, Grandma Wen went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.The rest of them were in the yard, and there was nothing interesting to do, so they squatted in a row to watch the flowers planted by Grandma Wen.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled into the courtyard and fell on the petals of begonias, hibiscus and rose in the flower pond. The blue-gray wall is dotted with colorful morning glory, which is not a rare species, but it blooms enthusiastically.

Wen Xiaoyu pinched off a hibiscus hairpin and put it next to Wen Muchen's ear, then turned to look at He Xiran.

"I don't want it." He Xiran said so, but his eyes kept looking at his hand.

Grandma Wen came behind them at some point and said quietly, "Who picked my flowers?"

Wen Xiaoyu and He Xiran pointed at the child star together: "He."

Wen Muchen also pointed at the past belatedly, imitating the words: "He."

"Fuck???" Tong Xing was straightforward, staring at the group of them with his nostrils wide open, choking so hard that he couldn't even argue.

"Don't get in my way here, go buy a bottle of soy sauce at the street." Grandma Wen handed over 20 yuan and waved to the four of them.

Wen Xiaoyu took the money and set off with them.

When he came to the convenience store at the street corner, Wen Xiaoyu found that there were scratch-off toys inside.He stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then asked Tong Xing: "Did my grandma say how much soy sauce to buy?"

"Our grandma didn't say anything." Tong Xing said.

Wen Xiaoyu glanced at him, and said to Wen Muchen: "Brother, you pick three."

A scratch-off was five yuan, and he took a small bottle of five-yuan soy sauce, which just happened to spend all the 20 yuan that grandma gave him.

They sat at the small table in the store, and Wen Xiaoyu sent one to Wen Muchen and He Xiran each.The child actor dilated his nostrils again: "Where's mine?!"

"Buy it yourself." Wen Xiaoyu scratched the card carefully without raising his head.

In the end, he didn't get lucky, neither he nor his brother got a prize, but He Xiran got a five yuan.Sure enough, there is a golden finger, Wen Xiaoyu thought, pulled out the card in his hand and gave it to Wen Muchen: "Brother, go and redeem the prize."

Wen Muchen happily took the card and left, He Xiran patted the table dissatisfied: "Why?"

"It's because I bought it." Wen Xiaoyu said.

"That's what I scraped out." He Xiran frowned.

"Fuck it, I'm so unlucky!" Tong Xing cursed while buying three copies without scratching off a dollar.

With He Xiran's expression on his face as if he had lost a hundred million yuan, Wen Xiaoyu sneered and said, "I'll give you the electric car if you say so. What do you care about for the five dollars?"

"That also depends on my willingness to give it to you." He Xiran said with a dark face.

Wen Xiaoyu raised the corners of his mouth, took out a half-open rose flower from his pocket, and touched his hand under the table.

"What..." He Xiran lowered his head and was stunned for a moment, "For me?"

"Do you want it?" Wen Xiaoyu shook his hand and said, "Don't want me to give it to a certain chimpanzee."

The child star was staring at his card angrily, when he heard this, he raised his head: "What the hell?"

"I said..." As soon as Wen Xiaoyu said two words, his hands were empty.

He continued calmly: "I said, why don't you leave, and go to my house for dinner?"

Wen Muchen redeemed the prize and came back, holding five yuan was more affectionate than looking at Wen Xiaoyu, Wen Xiaoyu smiled and scolded "little money fans", and took them home again in a mighty way.

"Just buy such a small bottle?" Grandma Wen asked while holding the soy sauce.

"Ah." Wen Xiaoyu said, "Eat less soy sauce, it's not good for your health."

Grandma Wen looked at him speechlessly: "Where's the rest of the money?"

"The child star is holding it." Wen Xiaoyu turned around, raised his eyebrows towards the child star with his back to Grandma Wen, and whispered, "Meal money."

"C..." Tong Xing didn't finish the dirty word, took out 15 yuan from his pocket and obediently handed it over.

Before Grandma Wen received it, she saw Wen Muchen took out five yuan, beaming and inarticulately telling Grandma Wen about its magical origin.

"I'll go!" Wen Xiaoyu dragged He Xiran around and ran into the house. Even though he was fast enough, he couldn't escape his grandma's rolling pin hitting their buttocks.

The naive child star who didn't react at all was knocked so loud again, Grandma Wen scolded while knocking in the yard: "A bunch of bears! Buy lottery tickets when you're young! You're the leader!"

"You are wronged, grandma!" Tong Xing screamed.

Wen Xiaoyu, who fled back to the house, took a few breaths and let go of He Xiran's wrist.As if remembering something, he glanced down, and the wrist was really red.

It didn't take much force, he clicked his tongue: "Why are you so delicate."

Unexpectedly, He Xiran didn't scold him with wide-eyed eyes, but struggled with something hesitant to speak.

"Huh?" Wen Xiaoyu questioned.

He Xiran pursed his lips a few times, picked up the schoolbag on the sofa and dragged Wen Xiaoyu into his bedroom, then took out a wad of money from the schoolbag and handed it to him: "Here."

Wen Xiaoyu stared at him for a while, then took it and counted it, it was exactly 2000 yuan.He took the money and patted it on the palm of his hand: "That's all?"

He Xiran was obviously taken aback.He went on to say: "At any rate, I was stabbed, and you want to send me 2000 yuan?"

"No..." He Xiran's eyelashes flickered, and he muttered, "I broke your phone. This is the money for your phone repair."

Wen Xiaoyu thought of Lao Zhao's bald head, and chuckled lightly: "Is it so sure that I won't improve ten places?"

He Xiran glanced at him, that look obviously said "sure".

"Anyway, I'll give you the money."

"Not enough." Wen Xiaoyu said.

"Then how much do you want?" He Xiran actually took out his phone and pressed a few times, "Including the money for the knife wound, I'll transfer it to you directly."

"He Xiran?" Wen Xiaoyu said in disbelief, "Is that the only way you can thank you?"

He Xiran's face turned red, and the fingers holding the phone kept moving: "I didn't want to thank you!"

Wen Xiaoyu narrowed his long and narrow eyes, pulled out his mobile phone and threw it on the table, then forced him to retreat to the bed step by step, and sat down on the bed.

He Xiran's face became more and more red, and he stepped back with his hands propped on the bed, and said in a panic, "What do you want?!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Wen Xiaoyu take off his shirt with a raised hand.

"Wen Xiaoyu!" He Xiran screamed, covering his hot face with his hands.

Wen Xiaoyu took the medicine and bandages, looked at his ears that were almost dripping blood, and asked inexplicably, "Why are you blushing when they are all men?"

"Men are not allowed either!" He Xiran said in the palm of his hand.

"Tsk, let me teach you how to thank you correctly, can you be a little sincere?" Wen Xiaoyu frowned and said.

"This is not correct! This is wrong... No, you can't make mistakes!" He Xiran said in a mess, staggered his fingers, and secretly glanced at Wen Xiaoyu.

"?" He withdrew his hands and looked at Wen Xiaoyu dully, "...What are you doing?"

"Change my dressing." Wen Xiaoyu untied the bandage on his body, and when he was halfway through undoing it, he was stunned for a moment, looking at He Xiran hesitantly, "What were you thinking just now?"

"Shut up!!" He Xiran's face was brilliant, and he pointed to the position beside him and ordered, "Get out of here!"

Wen Xiaoyu held back her smile, and after sitting with her back to He Xiran, she hesitated: "Will you..."

"If you don't shut up, I'll tear your wounds apart." He Xiran said harsh words, but his movements of applying medicine on his hands were very light, and while applying them, he blew cool wind on his wounds.

Wen Xiaoyu closed his eyes, the wound that he didn't feel at first became painful and itchy, and his fingers curled up slightly unbearably.

However, this was not enough, a warm fingertip suddenly touched his waist.In addition to the knife wound, there were countless bruises on his body, which were bruised and purple like a palette.

He lowered his head and saw that He Xiran's fair fingers were gently stroking the large bruise on his waist down to his ribs.

"Thank you." He Xiran's voice was very low, like a gust of wind that would dissipate as soon as it blows, if you don't listen carefully, it will suddenly disappear in your ears.

But Wen Xiaoyu heard it.It was too itchy, he grabbed He Xiran's fingers, slid his Adam's apple, and said, "You're welcome."

"Hey! I'm blind! I'm blind! I can't see anything!"

The two raised their heads upon hearing the sound, and saw Tong Xing stepping back at the door covering his eyes, and covered Wen Muchen's eyes with the other hand, shouting:

"Brother! Don't look! Watch out for the eye of a needle!"

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