don't cry

Qu Yu raised her wet eyelashes, but the corners of her mouth were still slightly depressed: "Brother, is he admitting his mistake to me?"

His eyes were serious and focused, and seemed to be vaguely expectant, and the light red in his eyes made him look more and more pitiful and well-behaved.

Jing Rong nodded and coaxed: "Yes, I am admitting my mistake to you, do you want to forgive me?"

Qu Yu lowered his head to ponder for a moment, then raised his head to look at him: "It depends on brother's performance."

"Okay, then you go to have breakfast first, and I'll clean up here." Jing Rong said soothingly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the shattered glass scum all over the floor, and felt that no matter which piece of Qu Yu got on it, he would be injured again.

Qu Yu frowned: "But I have a stomachache, so I wanted to drink a glass of water and take medicine."

As he spoke, he pushed Jing Rong away and squatted down with a bad expression.

His expression didn't look like a fake, Jing Rong didn't doubt it, he helped him to the sofa, took a cup to fill him with water, and took out painkillers from the cabinet and handed it to him.

"Take the medicine first, and I'll clean up here." After Jing Rong finished speaking, he turned to get the cleaning tools and cleaned up all the mess on the ground.

He was very focused when he was doing things, but maybe because he didn't wear glasses, he couldn't see clearly in some places, so some small pieces would be left behind.

"Brother, there are more here." Qu Yu couldn't help pointing to him.

Jing Rong looked in the direction he pointed, but there was no glass residue left at all.

Qu Yu simply stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand, helping to clean it in this posture.

The young man's palm was warm, and the force was not too strong, but it was close to his skin, and an inadvertent rubbing could bring a slight itchiness.

Jing Rong's eyelashes trembled twice, and he wanted to ask the other party to let go, but he didn't want to speak strangely.

In this entanglement of contradictions, Qu Yu cleaned the floor with his hand.

After doing this, Qu Yu sat back on the sofa again, holding a glass of water and watching Jing Rong walk back and forth.

As the famous best face of Beicheng Academy of Drama, Jing Rong's face is undoubtedly worthy of this title.

His face is smooth and his facial features are three-dimensional and exquisite. When he wears glasses, there is a sense of imposing sharpness between his brows. Now without glasses, he is a little more gentle.

Observe carefully, in fact, his appearance is full of classical charm, but his bone appearance is more westernized, plump and three-dimensional, but not lacking in delicacy.

Every single part is outstanding, not to mention assembled together, the power is superimposed a hundred times.

Qu Yu looked at Jing Rong with her chin on her cheek, her gaze was straightforward and enthusiastic.

No matter how dull Jing Rong was, he could still feel the scorching gaze. He put the broom back into the kitchen, touched the wall of the bowl, and asked, "I'll warm up the soy milk for you. You can eat it when your stomach hurts better." something."

As he spoke, he poured the cold soy milk into the pot and heated it slowly over low heat.

Qu Yuxu called him: "Brother, can you unscrew the bottle cap for me?"

Jing Rong came out of the kitchen and saw Qu Yu holding a bottle of milk in his hand, biting his lip and trying to unscrew the bottle cap but couldn't.

Only then did he remember that the other party's finger was cut by glass shards.

"Wait a minute." Jing Rong found a Band-Aid in the medicine box and handed it to him, "Rinse it with clean water first, and let me see if there is any glass shards stuck in your skin."

Qu Yu obeyed obediently.

Jing Rong went back to the bedroom to get his glasses and put them on. His eyesight returned to clear. He looked down at the fingertips of the other party carefully, but found no residue left.

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days." Saying that, he wanted to let go.

But Qu Yu hooked his finger, took his finger, and said coquettishly, "Brother, help me stick it."

Those beautiful eyes blinked again, looking at him expectantly.

Jing Rong reached out his hand helplessly: "Band-aid."

"Okay." Qu Yu handed him the things with a joyful expression.

Jing Rong unwrapped the package, pressed the side of his finger with his fingertips, and stuck it on carefully.

"If possible, try not to get wet." Jing Rong reminded.

In fact, Qu Yu's wound was not deep, and even if he ignored it for two days, it would be almost healed, but it would be safer to pay attention to it a little.

Qu Yu raised that hand, opened his five fingers and looked at him, and then looked at his palm to himself. His fingers were slightly longer, and the Band-Aid did not make his hands look short, but had a different kind of beauty on the contrary.

Jing Rong looked away and walked towards the kitchen.

The soy milk has been boiled and steaming.

Qu Yu followed, glanced at the soy milk in the pot, and said without emotion: "I don't want to drink soy milk anymore, I have no appetite."

Jing Rong remembered the milk that the other party asked him to squeeze just now, and walked towards the sofa, unscrewed the bottle cap slightly with his arm, and handed it to Qu Yu.

"You can't drink milk on an empty stomach, eat a steamed stuffed bun before drinking it." He suggested.

Qu Yu looked at the milk with the cap unscrewed, and nodded hesitantly.

He sat back in the dining chair and ate the buns with his chopsticks in small bites, stopping after a few bites, feeling a little hard to swallow.

"Brother, I really can't eat any more." With one third of a bun left, Qu Yu put down her chopsticks with a painful face.

Jing Rong only thought that he had a stomachache and couldn't eat, and didn't urge him: "I'll find something to eat when you're hungry."

"Got it," Qu Yu responded, and asked as if thinking of something, "Brother, can I take a look at your notes?"

The book that was originally promised to be lent to him was mentioned again until now, Jing Rong nodded, turned back to the bedroom, opened the book, took it out and handed it to him.

"Actually, the theoretical stuff is not difficult to understand. You just have to figure it out, and you can understand the general meaning, and you don't need to be too picky about the words." Jing Rong reminded.

Qu Yu flipped through his book, his eyes widened slightly: "My brother is amazing, the notes are complete, and the writing is beautiful."

He was not the first person to praise Jing Rong's beautiful handwriting, but Jing Rong couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he looked at the other party's adoring eyes.

"Fortunately, I practiced calligraphy for several years when I was a child." Jing Rong said modestly.

In fact, it was not just a simple practice. At that time, he also signed up for the calligraphy competition in the city and won the first prize, but this was not very important to mention, so he didn't bother to talk about it.

Qu Yu looked admiring: "My brother is so versatile, he cooks delicious food, his handwriting is beautiful, and he has read so many books, I feel that there is nothing that my brother can't do."

"There are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky, these are nothing." Jing Rong was a little ashamed by his praise, and turned his face uncomfortably.

In addition to Qu Yu's cute and beautiful face, Qu Yu's mouth is also very sweet. During the period of co-renting, he has seen the ability and level of the other party's praise.

Jing Rong thought for a moment, then went back to the bedroom and took out some books.

"You can also read these, and you can ask me if you don't understand, and you can share your thoughts and insights with me after reading it." He put the book in front of Qu Yu and said.

Qu Yu flicked the pages of the book for a moment, and then showed a smile: "Okay, thank you brother, I will definitely read them all."

Jing Rong felt much more relaxed. He glanced around, and suddenly felt that there was nothing he needed to help, so he thought of going back to the bedroom to continue reading.

"Brother, do you want to read in the morning?" Qu Yu asked suddenly.

Jing Rong nodded: "I haven't finished reading a book."

"That's it," Qu Yu said with a long ending, looking a little disappointed, "But I want to play games with my brother, and I was scolded by my teammates a few days ago, only my brother can't scold me."

"But since my brother wants to read, forget it, I'll study it myself."

Jing Rong's brows moved, and he subconsciously asked, "What about your friend who is king?"

Qu Yu's expression was sullen: "He already has [-] stars, he is busy playing the top game, and has no time to match with me."

After finishing speaking, he sighed, and got up holding the book that Jing Rong borrowed from him: "Goodbye, brother, I'm going back to stand-alone."

"Wait," Jing Rong called to stop him, "...it's not impossible to play two games."

Qu Yu turned her head suddenly, with surprise on her face: "Really, brother, do you want to accompany me?"

His happy look was too obvious, Jing Rong nodded: "Well, you can also read in the afternoon."

Qu Yu carried the book back to the bedroom and came out with her mobile phone. Jing Rong was already sitting on the sofa, opened the game app, and started updating.

"Brother, I want to lie down and win, but my fingers hurt and I don't want to move." Qu Yu looked at him eagerly and said coquettishly.

Jing Rong doesn't care: "You can play whatever you want."

"Okay, then I will hang it on my brother's head and act as a protective shield for him." Qu Yu said cheerfully.

After the game was updated, Jing Rong logged into his account and asked Qu Yu to play matchmaking. As soon as he entered, the other party locked a cute soft assistant. He looked at the lineup and chose a very good jungler.

After not playing together for a few days, Qu Yu made rapid progress. At least he knew that the buff could not be grabbed. After reaching the fourth level, he kept hanging on Jing Rong's head, following the opponent to catch people everywhere.

I lay down very happily.

Not long after, Sagittarius became jealous and signaled the assistant to follow him.

Jing Rong just finished clearing the bottom lane and ignored the message from the shooter.

He fumbled from the river to the middle road, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw a few more messages on the screen.

[I want to follow my brother to protect him]

[Of course you have to clear your line if you are not here, otherwise the tower will fall]

[My brother is very powerful, you don't want to believe in it, okay?]

Tilting his head, he happened to see Qu Yu's cute face bowing his head and typing furiously.

Jing Rong shook his head, there was a bit of imperceptible pampering in his eyes.

The author has something to say: Gougou: My brother is hooked, happy≧≦

★

The explosive update is over, and it starts to be ruthless _(:з"∠)_

Quickly let me see which cutie filled me with three bottles of nutrient solution!