Dinner is hot pot.

As soon as the waiter brought up the menu, Xie Jiao smiled and ordered "Red Soup" and "Spiciest", and told him to add more peppers.

Xie Zhiwei's expression was a bit ugly, but because of Hong Jun's presence, it's not easy for him to have a fit - he doesn't like spicy food the most, and he rarely eats hot pot, and even if he does, he rarely eats red soup.

"Keke likes spicy food the most." Xie Jiao said to Hong Jun and Yang Qing, "Can you two eat spicy food?"——Although it was a questioning tone, it carried an unquestionable momentum.

"Well, it's good to eat." Hong Jun didn't seem to dare to look directly at Xie Jiao, he said: "Yang Qing, can you eat spicy food?"

"Of course." Yang Qing is not very beautiful, but she can be called delicate. With her beautiful long hair and elegant temperament, there are still many people chasing after her in school. The attitude was a little angry, but soon, the curiosity about the brothers Xie Zhiwei and Xie Jiao overwhelmed the anger.

"Everything." Xie Jiao said, "See what else you want to eat." After speaking, he handed the menu to Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Zhiwei is very picky when he has the conditions. He doesn’t eat crispy ones like fungus, strong-smelling ones like celery, and soft ones like fish skin—in fact, if he can choose, he can eat something Very few.

But fortunately, most of the time, Xie Zhiwei doesn't have the conditions to picky eaters, such as now.

Although Xie Jiao was smiling, anyone who knew him could tell from his demeanor that he was not happy at all, and could even be said to be angry.

Hong Jun and the others couldn't understand it, but Xie Zhiwei understood it and pretended not to understand. He ordered a few dishes at random and handed the menu to Hong Jun.

Hong Jun didn't notice the weird atmosphere between Xie Jiao and Xie Zhiwei, but felt that Xie Zhiwei's attitude was a bit strange—he was clearly the one who said he wanted to treat them to dinner, but why is the person greeting them now Xie Jiao?

After ordering, the bottom of the pot was delivered quickly.

Xie Zhiwei didn't like garlic at first, but Xie Jiao acted as if he didn't know it. He added a large spoonful of garlic paste and a few spoonfuls of shallots to his condiment plate.

"..." You are so naive, Xie Zhiwei communicated with Xie Jiao with his eyes.

"..." Don't you just want to invite him to dinner, what's not satisfied now?Xie Jiao smiled and returned the same look.

Xie Zhiwei gave up communicating with Xie Jiao, and took the condiment plate that Xie Jiao handed over with a blank expression.

"You brothers have such a good relationship." Yang Qing looked at the interaction between the two and said with a smile, "It's a pity that I'm an only child, and I want an older brother the most..."

"Yeah." Xie Jiao looked at Xie Zhiwei with gentle eyes dripping water: "Everything is good, but it's too naughty. Look, didn't this break your foot by running around? You're such a big man. I don’t know what to do without me.”

"..." Xie Zhiwei was disgusted by Xie Jiao's words - Xie Jiao's expression and language were as if he wasn't the one who broke his leg with his own hands.

"Yes." Hong Jun's expression was a little embarrassed.

At this time, the ordered dishes happened to be on the table, and the four of them stopped talking and asked the waiter to take the dishes out of the pot.

"Here are some, your favorite fungus." Xie Jiao picked up a big chopsticks of fungus for Xie Zhiwei, and said while holding back: "I know you like this the most."

Xie Zhiwei looked at the fungus in the bowl, and almost had the urge to throw his chopsticks. He knew that Xie Jiao was angry, but he didn't expect Xie Jiao to be so naive—there were so many vegetables, the only one he didn't like at all. The one that will touch is the fungus.The taste of the fungus when chewed can make Xie Zhiwei feel numb all over.

"Eat." Xie Jiao was still smiling, but Xie Zhiwei could clearly sense the threat from this smile—Xie Jiao is not afraid of being shameless in public, it is not Xie Jiao who is afraid of embarrassment, but him. know the taste.

By this time, Xie Zhiwei had regretted deliberately inviting Hong Jun to dinner to thank Jiao.

The pepper that makes people cry, the crunchy taste, the strong smell of garlic and onion, the combination of these flavors makes Xie Zhiwei feel like he is taking poison. He barely finished the fungus in the bowl, wanting to grab some For the dish he likes, Xie Jiao picked up chicken skin with chopsticks for him again.

"Eat more, it's what you like." Xie Jiao said: "You too, don't be too polite."

"Okay, Brother Xie." Hong Jun likes spicy food, so naturally he doesn't understand Xie Zhiwei's tormenting mood at the moment. This hot pot is the most famous in City B, and the taste is good, but the portion is small, and the price is not ordinary students able to afford it.

Xie Zhiwei didn't touch the chicken skin, and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of potato in the pot, wanting to change the taste.

However, Xie Jiao didn't give him any chance to escape, and directly handed a piece of hot chicken skin to Xie Zhiwei's mouth: "Come, eat."

Hong Jun and Yang Qing stared at Xie Jiao's movements, as if they didn't expect Xie Zhiwei to ask his brother to feed him.

Xie Zhiwei looked down at the chicken skin, then at Xie Jiao who was still smiling, finally gritted his teeth, and caught the food on Xie Jiao's chopsticks with his mouth.

"..." Seeing this scene, there was silence between Hong Jun and Yang Qing, even the sound of eating was much quieter.

"Is it delicious?" Xie Jiao asked with a smile.

"...Delicious." Xie knew that he was about to throw up because of his sense of taste.

The atmosphere of the next meal was very weird, Hong Jun hesitated to speak, Yang Qing lowered her head and ate silently, and as long as Xie Zhiwei didn't eat the food Xie Jiao gave him, Xie Jiao would take the food with his own hands Feed it to Xie Zhiwei's mouth.

After a meal, Xie Zhiwei's mouth was red from the heat.He didn't like spicy food in the first place, but now he was teary-eyed as he ate vegetables and drank ice water, but he didn't dare to refuse the food Xie Jiao gave him.

Self-inflicted evil, can't live, it's Xie Zhiwei himself.

"Zhiwei." Satisfied with food and wine, Hong Jun said to Xie Zhiwei before parting: "Your legs are good, remember to go back to school early, it's hard to make up for too many courses."

Xie Zhiwei's face was pale at first, but after eating this meal, his face turned red. He nodded his head when he heard the words, which means he accepted Hong Jun's kindness.

"Let's go, Hong Jun." Yang Qing shouted behind Hong Jun.

Only then did Hong Jun turn around and get into the taxi with Yang Qing.

"Did you enjoy eating?" Xie Jiao asked slowly while pushing Xie Zhiwei's wheelchair out.

"It's so delicious." Xie Zhiwei didn't have much energy, and this meal was a torment.

"I've said it many times." Xie Jiao said, "Don't make me angry, or you will be the one who suffers."

"Then why don't you get angry?" Xie Zhiwei mocked, "I was locked up by you obediently, listening to you like a dog? I will do whatever you tell me to do? Xie Jiao—why don't you look for me?" People just hypnotized me."

"Good idea." Xie Jiao's voice was cold.

"I'm joking." After hearing Xie Jiao's words, Xie Zhiwei's attitude softened immediately.

Xie Jiao ignored Xie Zhiwei, it seemed that he was really angry, until he carried Xie Zhiwei into the car and drove to the door of the house, he didn't say a word to Xie Zhiwei.

"Brother." When Xie Zhiwei was hugged by Xie Jiao and got out of the car, he said softly, "Are you really angry?"

Xie Jiao still didn't speak, and didn't even give Xie Zhiwei a look.

"Brother..." Xie Zhiwei dragged his voice, put his arms around Xie Jiao's neck - he had already discovered that whenever Xie Jiao got angry, he would be unlucky, and the degree of unluckyness was directly proportional to the degree of Xie Jiao's anger. In this way, he might as well give in and suffer less.

"I know I was wrong." Xie Zhiwei said, "Didn't you say you keep a dog? I like golden retrievers..."

"Xie Zhiwei." Xie Jiao then lowered his head, but there was still no emotion in his eyes: "If you pretend, you will almost believe it."

"Brother, what are you talking about." Xie Zhiwei's face remained unchanged, he didn't care about Xie Jiao's ridicule at all, he put his face on Xie Jiao's chest, and said softly: "I want to treat you well too." —Of course, I I want to kill you with my own hands.

Xie Jiao said nothing, and directly put Xie Zhiwei on the sofa.

"I have a stomachache." Seeing that Xie Jiao still had the same expression, Xie Zhiwei frowned slightly on purpose: "Brother... I can't eat spicy food."

Xie Jiao then turned his head to look at Xie Zhiwei: "I'll go get you some medicine."

"No medicine." Xie Zhiwei said, "I don't want to take it..."

Xie Jiao stroked Xie Zhiwei's hair: "Then have a glass of milk."

"Okay." Seeing that Xie Jiao had softened, Xie Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Give me some sugar."

Xie Jiao revealed a faint smile, and went to the kitchen to make milk for Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Zhiwei was lying on the sofa, looking at the high ceiling, and began to fantasize about the scene where the crystal lamp above his head would suddenly fall and hit Xie Jiao.

The body must be torn apart, the flesh and blood will be ripped apart, the bones will be shattered, the beautiful face will be scratched in a mess, and the eyes must be full of unwillingness—just like him in his previous life.

"One by one." Xie Jiao's voice came, breaking Xie Zhiwei's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Xie Jiao who was holding milk.

"Drink." The lukewarm milk finally relieved the hot feeling in his stomach, Xie Zhiwei was hugged in Xie Jiao's arms, and drank all the milk in the glass little by little.

"Hmm...brother." Xie Zhiwei was a little tired after drinking the milk: "I want to sleep."

"I haven't washed my face and brushed my teeth yet." Xie Jiao said, "Slacker."

Xie Zhiwei didn't say anything, just rubbed his face against Xie Jiao's chest, then leaned forward and kissed Xie Jiao's chin.

"Go to sleep." Xie Jiao easily compromised.

"Good night, brother." Xie Zhiwei closed his eyes and easily fell into a sound sleep.

"One by one." Xie Jiao looked at Xie Zhiwei who had fallen asleep, as if he had pushed off the mask on his face, and the gentle expression disappeared without a trace: "If you are really as harmless as you appear, you should How good is it?"

It's a pity that both of them knew very well that the other party was not a docile and harmless white rabbit, but a poisonous snake that killed with one blow.

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