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In fact, Jian Mo couldn't understand exactly what Xia An said, think about it before speaking, speaking, didn't he just say something that popped into his head?Why even think about it.

Although he didn't understand, he still understood what Xia An meant, so don't say anything beyond brotherhood.

For this summary, Jian Mo admired his refinement level and did not feel ashamed of his Chinese performance, but at the same time he was a little reluctant.

Originally, Xia An didn't take his thoughts seriously anymore, and now he's not allowed to mention them. Maybe after a few weeks, people will completely forget that there is still a young but serious boy who likes him.

"Eh."

Sitting in the back, Jian Mo sighed deeply, Xia An turned around and felt a little funny, "Why, didn't you want to." He was obviously very happy when he said that he would cut his hair.

"Hey," Jian Mo sighed again, "I did it voluntarily, there is no other way." He gently pinched the corner of Xia An's clothes and twisted the 30.00% cotton fabric in his hand, "I I think I have to join the team on the eve of graduation.”

It turns out that what Shen Hao and Wang Yan said about chasing people before graduation is really not a simple word that can be summed up. It is only when they are actually practicing that they realize how difficult it is, not to mention that he and Xia An still have a two-year relationship foundation. Yes, although it's just brotherhood.

Xia An felt that the child might be thinking about something beyond ordinary people again, so he chose not to comment on this incomprehensible answer.

Anyway, he wasn't regretting shaving his head, so he couldn't resist shaving the same hairstyle as himself, after all, it was Jian Mo's own request.

"do not want!"

With wet hair on his head, Jian Mo tied a cloth around his neck. While shouting loudly, he suddenly turned his head and shook Xia An's face who was leaning over to help him wipe his head.

Xia An wiped off the drops of water and straightened his head again, "Don't be afraid, rest assured, my skills are very good."

Jian Mo looked at the primitive knife in front of him, and his heart was still a little trembling. If he knew that the tools here were so crude, he should have brought Mr. Jian's electric knife.

"Then be careful, I'm afraid of pain, and I'm not sure if I'll faint."

Xia An rubbed his hair with a towel twice casually, then threw it aside coolly and just hung it on the clothes hanger, and then moved his fingers to make a pretentious clicking sound.

"I'm here."

"......Oh."

Xia An first cut Jian Mo's hair short with scissors, and when the inch by inch hair fell from the top, Jian Mo suddenly became less afraid.When Xia An's hands were very hot and pressed against his scalp, Jian Mo felt that the temperature could reach all the way to the soles of his feet. He curled up his toes and suddenly wanted to sing.

"Evening wind caresses the white waves of Penghu Bay chasing the beach~ There is no coconut grove to adorn the setting sun, just a sea of ​​blue~"

"Why are you singing this song? Aren't you from the song library of the last century?" Xia An felt better when he heard him humming the song softly. The scissors cut without hesitation.

"I just suddenly wanted to sing this song. Didn't you just order this at KTV last time?"

Jian Mo heard Xia An sing for the first time when he was the big warm light bulb for Shen Hao and Shi Shi. He said that he sang very badly, but Jian Mo didn't realize it. When he sang "Grandma's Penghu Bay" in a comfortable voice, Jian Mo felt that this was the second thing that shocked him after Xia An's other personality in front of the children.

"Xia An, I think you sing very well."

The long hair was almost trimmed, Xia An blew around his neck to blow away the broken hair, and reached for the knife on the table, "It's just nursery rhymes, who can't sing well."

"You can't say that," Jian Mo was a little excited, and was about to turn his head to speak, but Xia An wrapped his head with one hand and held him down. He sat down again and said, "You are like that Uncle Kai who tells stories to children." , listening to your songs is very comfortable."

Xia An smiled with the corners of her lips curled up, "I've already said that this is a song to coax our children."

"No wonder." Jian Mo nodded thoughtfully.

"It's time to shave, don't move."

Jian Moen let out a breath and involuntarily slowed down.

It is indeed an exaggeration to say that Xia An is skilled. He usually only grooms his grandma's dog. Occasionally, when his mind is out of control, he will also give himself a few knives.Anyway, he is born with a lack of chords for beauty and ugliness, and he feels very successful every time he does not have extra neck-piercing hair, but grandma has refused to let him groom the dog several times.

Now meeting a living person other than himself, Xia An felt more excited than a little faint.Finally found a practice hand.

According to the previous experience of shaving his own head, now he should foam Jian Mo's head so that it won't hurt, and then shave along the edge one by one until the scalp comes out.So his hair is kept short to no side.

But...Xia An looked at Jian Mo in the mirror with his eyelids hanging down and playing with his fingers, and felt that it would be better not to ruin a cute looking child.After all, not everyone can control this hairstyle as well as he does.

He clicked his knife!

Jian Mo felt a little pain in his scalp, not from being scratched by a knife, but from being pulled by his hair.He couldn't help looking through the mirror to see what was going on, but he could only see a little outline of Xia An bending his waist and lowering his head.

Most of Xia An's face was hidden behind his head, with only a pair of eyes, so he couldn't see clearly, but he could feel his seriousness.

I don't know how long it took, Xia An straightened up with his waist supported, his neck leaned back and he exhaled comfortably. "It's over."

Jian Mo shook his head and looked in the mirror. It wasn't the small cut that he had promised. It was no different from the short hair before. It was the same as the effect Mr. Jian made with an electric razor, and there were still some bangs in front of him.

"Xia An, your skills are really good." Manual can still produce such an effect. "Why not you?" He asked back.

After stretching enough, Xia An put the knife under the tap, rinsed it dry and put it away, then helped Jian Mo untie the cloth around his neck and wiped it with a towel.

"After thinking about it, let's forget it. Dad's head shape doesn't pick his hair, so don't learn it easily."

The hair on Jian Mo's neck was itchy from not being wiped clean, he shrugged his shoulders to make himself feel better.

"Okay, thank you then."

"Then invite me to dinner." Xia An washed the water from his hands with a towel and threw it directly on Jian Mo's face before drying him, then walked out with his arms around his shoulders.

"Where are you going to eat?" Jian Mo casually wiped the water off the little dimples on the corners of his grinning mouth with his sleeve.

"Go eat our teacher Jian's meal."

"You are going to my house to eat."

"That's right, your Auntie Lin went to find my dad, and she asked me to eat at your house." Xia An took him out the door and closed the door behind him.

"Why don't I know." Generally, Teacher Jian would tell in advance, asking Jian Mo to ask Xia An what he would like to eat at school.

"I told Teacher Jian that I want to eat noodles with fried sauce." After a few words, he went downstairs, Jian Mo took the key to open the door, and Jian Shi'an was already busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Xiao An is here." Hearing the voice, he took a look and asked Jian Mo to entertain him before continuing to work in the kitchen.

"Dad, what are you doing? It smells so good." Jian Mo leaned over to him and looked into the pot. It was a black lump, and he couldn't imagine that this lump of food would have such a fragrant smell.

"Make the sauce."

"What's in here?"

"Dried yellow sauce, pork belly, ginger powder, chopped green onion, clear water." Before Jian Shi'an could speak, Xia An sat on the sofa and spoke.

Jian Mo turned around in surprise.

Xia An felt his admiration wink at him, "Don't worship brother."

Jian Mo laughed and ran out of the kitchen, jumped onto the sofa and knelt on his knees. He leaned against Xia An, "Blink again."

"Why?" He became vigilant, afraid that the child would go crazy again.

"When you blinked just now, my heart skipped a beat."

Xia An was taken aback, first glanced at Jian Shi'an to make sure he didn't respond, then pulled Jian Mo and shouted in a low voice: "Didn't I tell you to use your brain before you talk!" The face is open-mouthed.

Jian Mo felt a little wronged, what's wrong with me, I pissed him off again.

He closed his mouth and stopped talking, so as not to make another mistake.

Seeing that he seemed to know that he was wrong, Xia An let go of the hand that was holding his arm. After realizing that he was too strong, he frowned and rubbed it for him.

"Does it hurt?"

Jian Mo shook his head.

Xia An didn't feel sorry anymore, she got up and went into the kitchen to help Jian Shi'an, and isolated herself from Jian Mo by the way, so that he wouldn't talk childishly again.

When the time came to 11:30, the noodles in the pot were already cooked, and the three of them scooped up and sifted dry water according to their own portions. Jian Shi'an poured the sauce on top and started eating!

Jian Mo still likes to eat rice compared to flour, but with Teacher Jian's craftsmanship, he can still eat the same amount of noodles as rice.It's just that the noodles tasted too unsightly. After a bowl, Jian Mo's mouth was blackened. He took the paper from Jian Shi'an and wiped it, then went to the bathroom to get a wet towel

"Dad, help me see if it's clean." Jian Mo put his face in front of Jian Shi'an, and he felt that his mouth was still black.But Jian Shi'an told him that it was clean enough, and Jian Mo asked Xia An again worriedly, and sat down again with confidence after getting the same answer.

"We, Xiaomo, pay too much attention to our image." Jian Shi'an joked.

Jian Mo opened his mouth to say something, glanced at the person opposite, and then closed it immediately, laughing.

Xia An noticed that the way he looked at him immediately understood that what he was about to say must be out of his mind, but it was very gratifying to restrain it immediately.

It's easy to get sleepy after a full meal, Xia An yawned and wanted to go home.

"Xia An, don't go and sleep in my room." Jian Mo took his arm and led him inside.

Xia An was indeed a little tired. Last night, no, he didn't go to bed until two o'clock this morning. He let Jian Mo drag him to the bedroom, took off his shoes, and fell on the bed.

Speaking of which, this is the first time he has been to Jian Mo's room. The decoration inside is the same as his own, simple and comfortable. The quilt should be dried frequently, and there are dead mites, no, it smells like sunlight.

He lay on the bed and wanted to say something first, but he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes after closing them for a while.

Jian Mo pulled away the chair and took out the exercises from his schoolbag. When he turned around, he saw that Xia An had fallen asleep. He smiled and sat down to do his homework first.

His arrangement is generally like this: he writes physics, geography and biology at [-]:[-] in the morning when he is most awake, writes Chinese, political history in the afternoon when he is not in a good mood, and writes the final chemistry, mathematics, and English at night when his mind is clear.

It took him half an hour to finish writing the politics, and he stretched out with the pen in his hand. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the bed. Jian Mo turned sideways with great interest, resting his chin in his hand and began to daze.

When Jian Mo is concentrating, he tends to be in a daze. Looking at Xia An's unchanged posture on the bed, he feels that half an hour of not moving is considered a skill. Knowing that his sleeping posture is not good, Jian Mo has always envied this kind of security. He has slept with Teacher Jian twice in total, and then Jian Shi'an couldn't take it anymore and pushed him out the door.

Seeing Xia An's sleeping state, Jian Mo suddenly laughed, and said that I was a child, and it was only when I was sleeping that I looked like a defenseless child.

He took out his phone and turned it to silent, took a picture and uploaded it to the network disk, then deleted the picture in the album and turned around to continue his struggle.