Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

"No, I... I'll just sleep like this, you don't have to pay attention to me." Manifest said in a low voice, it's really not a comfortable thing to be stared at by a man, he hugged his knees even harder .

Now that the boy himself said so, Xia Murong stopped paying attention to the boy, provided that the boy didn't hit him after he fell asleep while sitting.Xia Murong, who was woken up by the impact, let out a muffled snort, this was really cruel, the boy's head hit him directly and accurately on his stomach, he was really good at picking places.

Probably because this posture is very uncomfortable, the boy opened his eyes in a daze, touched the quilt under his palm with one hand, then frowned, looked at the situation in front of him with his dull eyes, and naturally crawled to Xia Mu On Rong's body, he lay down comfortably on his stomach, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

The boy wasn't heavy, but it wouldn't be a good thing to be on top of someone, Xia Murong stretched out his hand and pushed him down.The boy who had rolled on the bed sheet groaned twice, stayed for a while, and climbed up again using his hands and feet.After several times, Xia Murong resignedly gave up and refused, let the naked boy fall asleep on his body, and fell asleep himself.

When Xuanyuan woke up again, the sky had already brightened, and the sun shone on his body, which was so warm that his back felt a little hot.The glare of the sun made him unable to open his eyes for a while, so he could only slightly squint his eyes and turn his head slightly.When he realized that he was lying on the vicious man's body, Xuan Xuan's head was instantly sober, and he hurriedly rolled aside. It was too late to pretend that he didn't know anything, and the big movement he had just woken up the man.

The boy half-kneeled on the bed as if admitting his mistake, put his hands on his lap obediently, carefully checking his expression.Xia Murong rubbed his body that was numb under the pressure of the boy, and it took a long time before he recovered.He sat up, and the boy immediately straightened his upper body in shock, with a very reserved expression.

Xia Murong frowned slightly, but the boy's body tensed up even more in fright, so he gave up the idea of ​​communicating with the boy and got out of bed.Just like last night, he had just put on his shoes, and the boy had already stepped on the ground and followed him.Xia Murong took out a pair of slippers from under the bed and threw them on the ground. The boy glanced at them, but had no intention of putting them on.

"Why not wear it?" Xia Murong asked.

Declaration's shoulders shrank, and he wanted to say that he didn't like to wear it or that he didn't need to wear it, but under the stare of the man, he said directly without daring to lie, "Dirty." After finishing speaking, Declaration bit his lip, bad , said it.

"So what if it's dirty?" Declaration continued to ask with the same expression.

Manifesto looked at the man's expression, he didn't seem angry?Pursing his lips and thinking for a while, Manifest said in a low voice, "It's dirty, the president's red envelope is itchy."

Xia Murong looked at the red envelope on the boy, then at the slippers that were not very clean, and had nothing to say.what can i sayA person like him who grew up rolling in the mud and grass can't understand how someone's skin would react just because they touched something a little dirty, and it was still in such a large area.This boy's skin is more delicate than a girl's, and he looks helpless, in short, it is tantamount to trouble.

Manifesto lowered his head aggrievedly, he didn't want to do this either, and he knew it would be troublesome for him.But it was inherited from his mother, and it was not what he wanted.For this reason, he has suffered a lot. When he was in school, he often got red envelopes when he didn't pay attention.Itching is a real thing.

He has no place to live these days, and it is impossible to stay awake all the time, so he can only live in a hotel.In the beginning, it was okay for him to have money, and he lived in a better hotel, so there were no major problems.Later, I ran out of money, so I could only stay in a small hotel, and the red envelopes on my body were out of control.He fell on the dirty ground last night and got rained again, which made him even worse.

"I took the medicine last night, how do you feel now?" Xia Murong picked up the boy, the ground was even more unclean, the boy didn't want to wear shoes and had to follow him, that was all he could do.Declaration hugged the man's neck, and rubbed his bare feet against each other, as if he could wipe off the dirt on the soles of his feet, "Uh, it seems to be better, it's not as itchy as before. Thank you... thank you .”

This is the first time Manifesto thanked this man, and he wanted to take this opportunity to solemnly express his gratitude, but the man's side face looked unexpectedly sharp and cold, he swallowed, and finally swallowed all the words of thanks After going back, uh... Is it the same if I have a chance to thank you again?

Manifest leaned his head on the man's shoulder slightly, his little face flushed slightly, thinking that his father treated him like that.This person is a bit fierce, but he is still a good person, which makes him feel at ease.If only...if only he was willing to treat him like this all the time, Xuan Xuan hoped so in his heart.Even if he knew that the possibility was extremely slim, he shouldn't have thought about it at all, he was bound to be disappointed, wasn't he?

"How old are you?" Xia Murong wiped the plastic chair with a towel, put the boy on it and sat down, and then began to wash the boy's clothes by hand.He himself had clothes to wear, but that was all the boy had.

"14 years old, I... I am a sophomore in high school." Manifesto replied, with a little complacency in his tone, his eyes followed the busy figure of the man, with a little expectation in his eyes.

"Well, I'm so young." Xia Murong washed the boy's underpants at last, and then went to hang them by the window, not seeing a little disappointment in the boy's eyes.

After the two finished breakfast, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.The hotel Xia Murong stayed in was not expensive, and the grade was average, but it was well-equipped. For example, every two rooms had a communal kitchenette, and there was an old communal refrigerator at the end of the corridor.This is naturally the best for Xia Murong, he can still eat when he comes back in the past two nights, this is what he relies on.But for the boy he picked up, it was very bad, not to mention anything else, Xia Murong himself could find that there were a few red envelopes on the boy's clean little face last night.

Once again sighed "Trouble" in his heart, Xia Murong took the ointment and wiped it on the boy who wanted to be scratched but dared not, thinking about what to do later.He thinks he has no obligation to this boy, and it is enough to help here. What he needs to think about is when and in what tone to make it clear to this boy who is very clingy to him.

After Xia Murong looked at him thoughtfully for a few times, Manifest's heart sank little by little. He understood that the man in front of him was thinking about how to abandon him.He looked at the blond man with a fierce face in front of him, thinking about all the warmth he felt from last night to this morning, the huge gap made the eyes of the young master Jiao who had never suffered so much, and he didn't dare to think about it. Once the penniless self is left behind by this person, how can he survive.

Xia Murong had a headache, he didn't mention a word here, the sensitive boy started to cry, and didn't say much to beg him, but this made people feel unbearable.If it weren't for knowing that there was no hope, how could it be possible for a child who once lived a life like a young master to accept his fate and just shed tears silently?

Xia Murong went to bring the dried clothes to the boy, and the boy put them on silently, lowered his head and pouted his mouth, and kept crying. Those who didn't know would think that Xia Murong had hurt him.

At twelve o'clock, Xia Murong left the room with his big bag on his back, followed by a boy who was pulling the hem of his clothes. It felt like picking up a son for nothing, but God knows that he is only 17 years old this year.Xia Murong had no place to say these words, he could only blame him for taking a walk in the wind and heavy rain yesterday, and ended up in such a trouble.

Walking out of the small hotel, Manifest looked up, and found that this place was actually opposite the hotel where he lived before, and he could even clearly see the face of the hotel owner.Declaration moved a few steps slightly, and hid his figure behind the man. Since the man hadn't opened his mouth to chase him away, Declaration decided to follow cheekily, it was better than being alone.

After walking a few streets, Manifesto didn't dare to ask where he was going.The moment they turned the corner, a black dog suddenly appeared, a black dog staring at the two of them very unkindly and baring its teeth.When they took a step, the black dog followed them as if it was staring at them. When the black dog suddenly roared at them, Young Master Jiao, who was so frightened at the beginning, almost threw himself on the back of the man in front of him.Oh, what a scary black dog!

Young Master Jiao instinctively shrank away from the man in front of him. However, after seeing the man glance at the black dog for a few times, Young Master Jiao blinked, his heart moved for a moment, his eyes lit up, and then he became terrified, gritted his teeth, Picking up a few stones on the side of the road, he walked quickly to block the man's god, and bravely threw the stone in his hand at the "very threatening" black dog.

When the black dog avoiding the stone was barking at them like crazy, and took a few steps forward swiftly, the young master Jiao, who had finally gained some courage, was so frightened that his heart was trembling and he was about to cry, his legs were a little numb. He trembled slightly.But thinking of the fact that his current bravery will be rewarded with a different look from a man, Young Master Jiao still endured and confronted the black dog, hey, hey, this dog is really scary!

After a stalemate for a while, Young Master Jiao, who was biting his lip, took a deep breath, carefully clenched his fists and stomped hard on the ground. The three stones in his hands hit the black dog in succession, and one of them hit the black dog's chest. on the forelimbs.Finally, the injured black dog barked and ran away while barking. The "victorious" Young Master Jiao flattened his mouth and sniffed, but he did not forget to turn around and claim credit for the man behind him.

Xia Murong silently looked at the boy with red eyes who looked at him pitifully, then at the little black dog that ran away with its tail between its legs, stretched out his hand to hug the boy in his arms and patted his head comfortingly. Sighing, really not everyone is afraid of dogs, like him.What's more, that dog is obviously a cowardly bully.