Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

He Xiran didn't say anything, and skillfully took out the key from Wen Xiaoyu's pocket to open the door for him. The moment he turned around, Wen Xiaoyu saw the corners of his tightly pursed lips.

Even if he refused to say it, Wen Xiaoyu vaguely remembered something——

He Xiran's grandmother is a pianist, and he has been learning piano from his grandmother since he was a child. In fact, the same is true of his mother. She achieved outstanding results when she was young, but later she suffered from mental problems for unknown reasons, ruining her bright future.

Perhaps this expectation was not fulfilled by her daughter, so Mrs. He turned her hopes on He Xiran.Thinking about it, He Xiran has long regarded playing the piano as a habit, even an innate instinct, and has no independent consciousness to consider whether he likes it or not.

That's why when he heard that Wen Xiaoyu's reason for giving up the piano was just "dislike", he would be dumbfounded for so long.

After parking the electric car in the yard, Wen Xiaoyu didn't bring up the topic of the piano again. He didn't care about He Xiran before, so these trivial information never came to mind at all.

And now, he didn't want to see He Xiran make any major decisions because of his few words.If He Xiran really wanted to change, it had to be his own willingness to make the choice he liked after figuring it out.

"Why did you come back?" Tong Xing sat on the small bench at the door of the house and looked at them without tears.

His hair is tied into several tufts of upside-down braids, and there are small colorful hairpins clipped on it.

"What kind of look do you have?" Wen Xiaoyu walked over and tugged at his braid.

"Don't move, it will cause chaos." Wen Muchen came out of the room with a few small rubber bands, stopped Wen Xiaoyu with a serious face, then sat behind the child star and continued to tie the hair on the back of his head.

The child actor said regretfully: "When I came here, I didn't know what to buy him to play with, so I just bought a Barbie doll. Who knew he would continue to torment me with the doll's hair after playing with it."

"Buy a Barbie doll for a guy like us, brother orangutan, you are really talented." Wen Xiaoyu gave him a thumbs up.

The young man Wen Muchen stopped what he was doing and looked at Wen Xiaoyu blankly.Wen Xiaoyu moved her thumb in front of him again, and said, "Brother, this hairstyle is really well done."

"It's beautiful!" Wen Muchen's face blossomed into a smile, and he looked at He Xiran anxiously.

Since the last time the two elementary school chickens had an awkward fight, they haven't been as warm as before.Wen Xiaoyu touched He Xiran: "You should praise me too."

"...beautiful." He Xiran reluctantly finished the compliment, only to find that Wen Muchen was still looking at him without blinking.

"He's not waiting for me to praise him." He Xiran said as if facing a formidable enemy, "He wants to do my hair too."

Wen Xiaoyu subconsciously looked at his hair, which was soft and fluffy, and looked good to the touch.I couldn't help laughing in my heart, as expected, the elementary school chicken knows the elementary school chicken best.Apart from laughing, he was also a little thankful, but fortunately his hair was straight, otherwise he would also suffer when the others left.

He touched his chin and imagined what it would be like if Lao Zhao was here.Hmm... probably bare in the middle, with braids around it.

The phone rang suddenly, and Wen Xiaoyu took it out to see that Lao Zhao had called as if he had a heart-to-heart with him. Wen Xiaoyu had goosebumps all over his body and shivered.

"Hello." He answered the phone with a blunt tone.

"Huh? Did I dial the wrong number?" Old Zhao hesitated on the other end of the phone.

"That's right, what's the matter?" Wen Xiaoyu hooked his fingers at He Xiran, led him to escape from Tony Chen's clutches, and returned to the bedroom.

"Then you are so polite all of a sudden, you idiot, I was taken aback for a moment." Lao Zhao yelled, "I'll go to your house in a while, ready to pick you up!"

"Our family doesn't pick up empty-handed drivers. Just now my friend brought a Barbie doll. You can figure it out." Wen Xiaoyu turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on the table, and said while taking off his coat.

"I'll give you a stick, don't you believe it? Little bastards are all set." Old Zhao cursed, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

Wen Xiaoyu took off her underwear, and said to He Xiran, "Old Zhao will be here in a while, let's get over this quickly."

He lowered his head to undo the bandages on his body. He didn't hear He Xiran's movement for a long time. When he turned his head, he found that He Xiran was blushing again.

Wen Xiaoyu paused for a moment, wondering: "No, you..."

"Shut up!" He Xiran said angrily.

Well, this sentence again.After Wen Xiaoyu closed his mouth and removed the bandage, he pointed to him and said, "If you dare to poke me again, be careful and I will whip you."

"You're so annoying." He Xiran pushed him sullenly to let him sit on the bed, and the moment his fingers touched his skin, he withdrew as if he had been scalded.The earlobe was as red as a small ripe cherry, which made the silver earring even more shiny.

Wanting to pinch it, Wen Xiaoyu's fingers moved suddenly, and rubbed his thumb against the bend of his index finger twice, suppressing the thought.

"Does it hurt?" He Xiran applied the newly bought ointment on him, and gently touched the skin next to the wound with his fingertips.

"Hiss... don't touch it." Wen Xiaoyu's back muscles twitched, and he stuffed the clean bandage into He Xiran's hand.

"Does it hurt you?" He Xiran asked anxiously.

"Itchy." Wen Xiaoyu cleared his throat and urged, "Hurry up and wrap it up."

The child star who came in from outside cleared his throat louder than him: "Ahem! Then what, your teacher is here."

The child star stood at the door, with his back to them, and said with the back of his head tied with a few small flower braids: "Stop babbling there, come out quickly!"

"Old Zhao doesn't know about my injury, so go and help me block it." Wen Xiaoyu said.

"Hmph~ It's really impossible to leave me, right? Let's see if you dare to abandon me forever." The child star snorted arrogantly after receiving the order, and walked away with her braids up. , sitting in the room could hear his flattering greeting after returning to the yard.

"Mr. Zhao, you are here! Our Ah Yu is doing homework in the room, and he sent me to meet you first!"

"Wow... what the hell is this?!"

Even though he couldn't see Lao Zhao's expression, Wen Xiaoyu could guess from his terrified voice how he would react when he saw a chimpanzee with a pigtail.Wen Xiaoyu, who was immersed in imagination, laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" He Xiran's warm breath sprayed behind his ears.

Wen Xiaoyu froze for a moment, and realized that He Xiran was bandaging him.He lowered his eyes slightly, and could see He Xiran's hands passing over his shoulders and sides, and his pink fingertips would occasionally brush across his chest.

"It's nothing." I didn't feel this way before, but at this moment Wen Xiaoyu was extremely uncomfortable, and it took quite a bit of effort to suppress the strange feeling in her heart.

After He Xiran wrapped the bandage on him, he immediately got dressed, without looking back at He Xiran, turned his back to him and said "Come out", and hurried out with big strides.

They came back early that day, and the yard was still bright in autumn.Old Zhao was carrying a bag and standing under the vine with a bunch of food in his hand, looking at the child star in shock, with "stay away from me" written all over his face.

"Who is this?" Lao Zhao caught Wen Xiaoyu and asked in a low voice.

"Barbie." Wen Xiaoyu introduced, "This is the braid my brother tied for him, isn't it beautiful?"

"Fuck you Barbie!" Old Zhao couldn't help but swear, stared at the child actor for a long time, and concluded, "This kid looks exactly like a chimpanzee."

"Haha! Orangutan, beautiful!" Wen Muchen clapped his hands with a smile and danced around the child star.

"Are you here to help the poor today?" Wen Xiaoyu took the things from Old Zhao and led him to the living room.

He Xiran stood at the door of the living room at some point, the blush on his face hadn't completely faded, and there was a smile on his face.The warm sunset sprinkled on his body, exuding a soft and sweet breath.

His appearance always gives people a pure and charming mixed impression, and there is a bit of provocative desire hidden under the purity, just like his fingertips in the bedroom just now, which made people's hearts beat quietly without a sound.

"He Xiran, are you playing at his house too?" Old Zhao's rough voice interrupted Wen Xiaoyu's reverie.

He Xiran nodded: "Well, Wen Xiaoyu called me here, and he said he wanted to copy my homework."

Wen Xiaoyu: "???"

I can go to your sweet heart!This guy is really a big pothole!

He was slandering bitterly, when he saw Old Zhao pointing at his nose and cursing, "You piece of shit! I thought you'd turned your back on your sins, but I didn't expect you to catch me straight!"

"What's the matter?" Grandma Wen heard the commotion in the yard outside the door, opened the door and came in and saw that Teacher Zhao was also here, thinking that Wen Xiaoyu had caused trouble again, she couldn't help asking nervously.

Wen Xiaoyu hurriedly gave Old Zhao a wink, and Old Zhao gave him a knowing look, then turned to Grandma Wen with a smile and said, "It's nothing, Grandma Wen, I'm here for a home visit today, and I'll grab a meal by the way."

It is said to be a meal, but in fact, Lao Zhao packed many kinds of cooked food, and Grandma Wen simply made a soup to start the meal.

Wen Muchen refused to let the child star remove the rubber band, so he had to obediently follow Wen Muchen to the dining table with his braids on his head.

The dining table in their house was not big, Wen Xiaoyu looked at the table full of people, both speechless and funny.There were not enough chairs at all, so he moved the chairs out of the bedroom to sit on the dining table.

"Ms. Zhao, next time you come here, don't spend so much money." Grandma Wen gave Old Zhao a bowl of soup, "If we A Yu and A Ran make mistakes at school, you can punish them as you like. Don't be softhearted."

"The two bastards really haven't caused much trouble these days. On the contrary, they have paid more attention to their studies than before. I hope I didn't miss it." Lao Zhao said and gave Wen Xiaoyu another look.

Wen Xiaoyu was really wronged this time. He had never studied so seriously in his two lifetimes, so he never thought that He Xiran would come to such a play.

While serving the soup, he took the opportunity to turn his face and whispered to He Xiran: "How dare you stay to eat the overlord's meal after framing someone? You wash the dishes today."

He Xiran bumped his leg hard under the table.