Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    When Xia Zhiye heard this sentence across the entire living room, he felt a chill and murderous aura, so he paused for a while, and said: "No need, such a hard work Don't bother us anymore, I'll just come out wrapped in a bath towel."

    "It's fine, no trouble."

    Song Yanshun picked up Xia Zhiye's pajamas and a box of black **** in the cabinet by the head of the bed.

    Then moved a chair and sat at the bathroom door, leaning on the back of the chair, with legs crossed, looking up at Xia Zhiye, who opened the door halfway, smiling coldly and ruffian: "I want clothes ?"

    Xia Zhiye, who only had a bath towel around her waist, hid behind the bathroom door and looked at Song Yan, who was blocking the door with a big face: "..."

    After being silent for a while, she bravely said, "Brother Yan, do you feel like you are playing a hooligan now?"

    Song Yan: "…"

    A little bit.

    But it doesn't matter.

    "Less nonsense, if you want clothes, be frank and generous."

    Song Yan frowned, murderous, "What do you mean by raking ears?"

    "..." Xia Zhiye pondered the sentence, "Perhaps you don't believe it, but I really didn't think about asking you to call me raking ears in front of Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao."

    "Then what do you want?"

    "Want to take advantage of you verbally."

    “…”

    Frank and straightforward, without guilt.

    Song Yan had never seen such a brazen person, gritted her teeth and smashed the **** black cloth in her hand at the person behind the door: "Xia Zhiye! Make a face!"

    Xia Zhiye caught it and smiled softly: "What's the point of a face, if I want a face, can you be my boyfriend now?"

    Song Yan gritted his teeth, his ears were hot, and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he found that he could not refute.

    You can only take a deep breath and continue the interrogation: "Then when did you know that Shen Jiayan is Little Milkberry?"

    Xia Zhiye answered quickly: "I heard you talking when I met you in the hotel lobby last time."

    "Then why didn't you tell me after you added WeChat?"

    "I added WeChat mainly to plot how to chase you, so I didn't tell you."

    “…”

    So this person had already harbored a thief at that time, and shared a bed with a good brother? !

    It's really a thief and a thief.

    Song Yan gritted her teeth and smashed her pajama pants, planning to settle accounts later: "There is one last question."

    "You said."

    "What about you borrowing Shen Jiayan's account at the beginning of last month?" Song Yan asked this question in a cold tone, as if she was really unhappy.

    Xia Zhiye, who originally regarded this interrogation as an ordinary flirtation, suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, did Song Yan find out about the watch?

    I was quickly organizing the language, thinking about how to frankly and leniently explain it so that Song Yan would not be so angry, when I heard Song Yan's threatening sentence: "In order to bring girls up and borrow numbers, Borrowing it on Shen Jiayan's head, do I have to praise you for your dedication?"

    Xia Zhiye: "...?"

    So Song Yan's point is not that he used Shen Jiayan's account, but that the purpose of borrowing his account is to help girls get points, and then he is jealous?

    I didn't see that they were still a little vinegar bag.

    Xia Zhiye coaxed in a low voice with a smile: "Didn't you earn money to buy a gift for your confession?"

    Song Yan got angry when she heard this: "You can earn any money? You buy me gifts with money to make other girls happy, do you think I will be happy? Just for your game skills? Did I say I would cut you off from those weird and unidentified girls? Did you promise me at the time?"

    Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan's increasingly hostile brows, and suddenly felt that the three words raking ears were tailor-made for him, otherwise he would not have confirmed the relationship on the first day She was violently interrogated by her boyfriend at the bathroom door.

    But I was actually very happy to be judged, and my heart was even a little sweet.

    See how much their family Song Daxi likes him, so possessive, so cute when jealous.

    But cuteness is cuteness, it is better not to have this kind of misunderstanding, he has to let their family Song Daxi know that he is a good boyfriend who is very virtuous, so he explained with a low smile: "She It's not some strange girl with unknown origin, and I can't cut her off with a clean cut, she's actually..."

    "Are you still protecting her?!"

    Thinking of the girl repeatedly teasing her and taking Xia Zhiye to the hotel to bring him back to her room to give him precious gifts, Song Yan felt very uncomfortable.

    Hearing that Xia Zhiye was still talking for her, she suddenly became angry, smashed the ball of pajamas in her hand at him, then got up and left.

    When I got up, I was too hasty, my foot tripped on the leg of the chair and almost fell, Xia Zhiye hurriedly stretched out his hand to drag him, and Song Yan also instinctively hugged Xia Zhiye tightly.

    However, the floor of the bathroom was slippery, and Xia Zhiye was barefoot again. Being surrounded by Song Yan, he couldn't stabilize his body. After a while, he fell to the ground, and Song Yan fell. on him, and the towel around his waist was also scattered.

    We usually hug each other, but they all have clothes.

    It is completely two concepts to touch the lean and hot muscle texture without any barrier.

    Song Yan couldn't care less about being jealous, and just wanted to get up in a panic.

    However, the drainage system of the old house is too poor. The bubbles and water of the shower gel accumulate on the surface of the floor tiles, and the slippery is bad.

    After a few slips, Song Yan suddenly felt that she had touched an extraordinary place, and only then did she realize that the bath towel that should have been around Xia Zhiye's waist had been scattered.

    Stopping for a while, Song Yan, who realized what she was touching, immediately tried to withdraw his hand like an electric shock, but was held in place by his wrist.

    "I lit a fire when I kissed me, and now I'm here to add firewood. Should we be responsible for this accident?" Xia Zhiye's slightly hoarse voice was low in his ears low sound.

    Song Yan's ear was scorching hot, but she still pretended to be calm: "You are flammable and explosive, it's none of my business."

    Get ready to hit and run again.

    As for this habitual offender who escaped by arson repeatedly, Interpol Xia was very familiar with his way of retreat, pressing his waist with one hand and his hand with the other, and after he felt the horror of the crime scene, his tone was still With a temptation to confess: "I have committed so many things, and I don't want to be responsible once?"

    Although Song Yan grew up in an unsound environment, at least he was a superficial gentleman who was willing to pretend to be a gentleman. The environment was relatively less sectarian and nine-tiered, and the only close friend around him was still more than him. Silly white sweet silly white sweet.

    He has never seen some movies that other boys of this age have begun to dabble in, not to mention that he has met a shameless and rogue person like Xia Zhiye.

    Just by feeling the feeling in the palm of her hand, Song Yan felt that she was about to explode with shame. Branch wild.

    Then quickly ran back to the bedroom, locked, and ejected onto the bed, tucked herself tightly into the quilt, and scolded a **** in a low voice.

    Grass.

    Is Xia Zhiye still human?

    How can it be so big.

    There was no time to arrest someone again, so she sat alone in the bathroom and faced Xia Zhiye at the scene of the arson, lightly grinding her back molars.

     Again and again, again and again, next time a repeat offender is not arrested and punished severely, he will not be a man.

    For safety reasons, two people sleep in the living room and one in the bedroom at night.

    The one who slept in the bedroom didn't even have the embarrassment to say a word again all night. When Grandma Liu came to deliver the longevity noodles the next morning, she still had a cold face, like a walking refrigerator machine.

    Even Grandma Liu could feel that the atmosphere was wrong, and said angrily to Xia Zhiye: "Are you bullying Xiaoyan again?"

    Xia Zhiye picked the chopped green onion from Song Yan's bowl into his own bowl, while being angry and funny: "Grandma, open your eyes and see clearly who is bullying whom."

    Grandma Liu didn't listen to him and looked at Song Yan: "He's just like this, he's just messing around since he was a child. For the sake of his birthday today, we don't care about him, darling."

    After he finished speaking, he added another poached egg to Song Yan, and then turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye: "Are you coming back to eat tonight?"

    Although the Xia family has always been stocking Xia Zhiye, but since the death of Xia Zhiye's parents, every year on festivals and birthdays, Xia Zhiye will be called back to the family banquet, so as usual, Xia Zhiye Edano probably won't come back to eat tonight.

    But just in case, Grandma Liu asked, "If I want to come back, I'll order a cake later."

    With Song Yan here this year, Xia Zhiye didn't plan to go back, but he didn't want Grandma Liu to waste money, so after eating the last mouthful of longevity noodles, he stretched his waist satisfactorily: "It shouldn't be at night. Come back, grandma, don't work blindly."

    "Well, I see, I'll get you something delicious that weekend, ah sneeze—" Grandma Liu sneezed.

    Xia Zhiye hurriedly asked: "Have a cold?"

    "Hey, it's alright, it's just that the electric blanket was broken last night. I guess I got a little cold."

    After speaking, Xia Zhiye frowned slightly: "Didn't I tell you that it is dangerous for you and the little mahjong to use electric blankets, so just use air conditioners, don't save those electricity bills."

    "It's not about the electricity bill, the main thing is that the air conditioner doesn't work."

    "I wanted to change it for you last time, didn't you say it's useful?"

    Xia Zhiye seemed a little angry.

    Grandma Liu hurriedly played cute: "Oh, why are you mad at me again? I just use the air conditioner to feel uncomfortable? It's okay, you all go to school, I'll buy a new one in the afternoon. Electric blanket."

    After he finished speaking, he supported his waist and took small steps back to the next yard.

    Xia Zhiye was distressed and angry, but did not dare to scold, so she could only sigh: "I changed the air conditioner for her."

    Song Yan wants to ask where you have the money to change her air conditioner.

    But after thinking about it, I felt it hurt my self-esteem to ask, so I just asked: "Aren't you coming back at night? Where are you going?"

    "I don't want to go anywhere, I just don't want my grandma to waste that money to buy that cake." Xia Zhiye smiled and rubbed Song Yan's head, "I must spend it with us tonight, Youqing Drink enough water, we can't miss that cake."

    He was just talking about things, to be honest, flirting with his little boyfriend by the way.

    In Song Yan's ears, it became the sadness of "I can't bear to buy a cake for my birthday, but I still want to change the air conditioner for my grandmother", so Song Yan lowered his head and stirred the contents of the bowl. Face, I feel a little uncomfortable.

    He didn't want Xia Zhiye's birthday without a cake.

    Xia Zhiye told him that he should have everything other children have, so he hoped that other boyfriends should have Xia Zhiye as well.

    But he has almost no money on his body besides his meal card now, and there is still a week before Song Minghai will give him living expenses next month, where is he going to change Xia Zhiye Cake out.

    Song Yan suddenly felt that her boyfriend was really incompetent.

    While thinking about it, Xia Zhiye's cell phone rang.

    Song Yan looked up and found that when Xia Zhiye saw the caller ID, there was still a careless expression between her brows and eyes, and then she stood up lazily: "I'll take a call."

    It didn't look abnormal, Song Yan didn't think much about it, and with a "hmm" sounded, she lowered her head and turned on the phone to see if she could think of something else.

    As a result, just after unlocking, the name "Song Minghai" popped up on the screen.

    The moment she saw the name, Song Yan wanted to hang up.

    However, he understands Song Minghai's personality, unless it is very important, he will not call him, so it is useless to hang up, because maybe he will come directly to the door.

    Compared to face-to-face father and son filial piety, telephone communication is more labor-saving.

    So Song Yan pressed the answer, her voice was as cold as ice drops under the eaves: "What's the matter."

    The other party doesn't seem to be interested in discussing family etiquette with him, so he cuts to the topic: "I have already asked you to take a leave of absence for self-study tonight. The car will pick you up at six o'clock and accompany me to a dinner party."

    "It may be more appropriate for you to find a small star or a big internet celebrity to accompany you in this kind of thing." Song Yan said calmly and plainly, which made it even more ironic.

    Song Minghai was not ashamed, but stated calmly and plainly: "This dinner is a special situation, it was a private dinner for his grandson by one of my partners, those messy people It's useless to bring it. I heard that his grandson is very good, and he seems to be about the same age as you, so we should be able to chat together. "

    "I am so sullen and withdrawn, sensitive and jealous, full of lies, and psychologically distorted people may not be able to chat with your partner's excellent grandson, you should hire another brilliant." After Song Yan finished speaking, he was about to hang up.

    Song Minghai directly asked: "Five thousand."

    “…”

    "As long as you attend tonight, I will give you an extra 5,000 living expenses next month."

    If I remember correctly, Song Minghai used to find a peripheral that was more than this price. It seemed that his son was really worthless in his eyes.

    However, the partner who can make Song Minghai call him early in the morning is definitely not an ordinary partner. If he wants to bring himself, it is most likely to bring him closer.

    This kind of mentality similar to active friendship is not a common thing in Song Minghai, which means that this partner should be at an upstream level in Song Minghai's capital chain, and Song Minghai Minghai still has a great possibility to ask others.

    So in this case, it is better to raise the price directly.

    After all, instead of arguing with Song Minghai, it's better to use Song Minghai as an ATM machine, take some money to change the air conditioner for grandma, and buy cakes for Xia Zhiye.

    Since yesterday, Song Yan has completely figured out that hating a person will waste time and energy, but just treating it as a ruthless cash machine will not.

    So he said coldly: "Ten thousand, give it to me today, and you must send me back before the evening self-study is over."

    There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone, like appreciation and satisfaction: "Yes, the deal."

    Pinch off the phone.

    The moment he hung up the phone, Xia Zhiye outside the house also laughed helplessly: "Grandpa, you asked the lion dance team to pick me up at school because you really want my club to die. Okay? Okay, I'll go back to the dinner party, it won't make you lose face, am I such an unfilial person? But you promised me that the air conditioner will be delivered to me at night to be installed. "

    After a short pause, she added: "And I have to go back to the dormitory before the evening self-study get out of class ends. I promised others to spend it together today."

    "Well, happy Christmas Eve."