The kid next door looked at me on the window sill again

Jiang's mother didn't study late today, and returned home very early in the afternoon. She put down her bag and was thinking about what to cook for dinner when she saw her son come out of the kitchen wearing a pink lace apron.

"Mom, why did you come back so early? The food will have to wait for a while. You go to the living room to rest first." Jiang Jinxing leaned against the sliding door of the kitchen. He was tall and long-legged, making the kitchen look very small.

"What's wrong with you again?" Mother Jiang became vigilant and walked towards the kitchen.

Jiang Jinxing has been like this since he was a child. He is not like other children who make mistakes and refuse to admit it, or cry out in fright. He is especially good at pretending to be good. The biggest feature is that he will help with housework, even if he is later discovered by adults. No, he stood there with an aggrieved face, and the adults were too embarrassed to say anything more.

Sure enough, Jiang Jinxing's next sentence gave Jiang's mother a heart attack on the spot.

"It's a good thing, I took Cen Yue home." Jiang Jinxing skillfully stir-fried with a spatula, while smiling innocently at his mother.

"Jiang Jinxing, are you crazy? How did I tell you that day?!"

Seeing that Mother Jiang was about to take off her slippers, Jiang Jinxing quickly explained: "Auntie Cen is on a business trip, so I stayed with Cen Yue at home for two days, that's all, don't be so angry."

Jiang's mother put down her slippers, and with the lingering fire still in her heart, she grabbed Jiang Jinxing's spatula and pushed him out of the stove: "Go to the side. I'm going to annoy you every day, so I'll lose many years of my life. I can't help you, brat." I warn you, don't tease Cen Yue all the time, let him focus on his studies."

Jiang Jinxing took off his apron and put it on for Jiang's mother. When he heard this, he suddenly laughed: "I tease him? You see, that kid is clinging to me. If I say I won't let him come today, do you think he will cry or not? .”

Jiang's mother was so angry that her teeth were itchy, and she drove the cheap son out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife.

On the other hand, the good boy, Cen Yue, obeyed his mother's instruction, ate out obediently by himself, went home to take a nap at noon, and went back to his own home to take a shower after evening self-study, and then went to the next door in pajamas with a pillow in his arms.

Jiang's mother specially left a few pieces of fish balls and ribs in the dinner for Cen Yue as a supper. Cen Yue's boy has a big appetite, and he didn't eat too much from dinner in the cafeteria, so seeing Jiang's mother left it for him. After eating these meals, I immediately moved my index finger, sat on the dining table in the living room and obediently picked up the meals, screaming and wailing while eating, praising Jiang's mother for her cooking skills.

Jiang Jinxing sat opposite him and said, "You should praise me, I made the fish balls and ribs."

Immediately, Cen Yue's eyes lit up, and he said in admiration, "Brother can also cook? That's amazing!"

Jiang's mother looked at Cen Yue's well-behaved face with puffed cheeks, and then looked at Jiang Jinxing, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, how could such a good child be taken by her son.

After eating supper, Jiang Jinxing went to wash the dishes. Cen Yue wanted to go back to his home to wash up, but was stopped by Jiang's mother, who said that he had prepared a set of washing utensils for him, and it was in the guest room.

After washing up, before Cen Yue's bedtime, he pretended to sneak into Jiang Jinxing's room with an English teaching aid.

The door of Jiang Jinxing's room was not closed. Cen Yue poked his head in and found Jiang Jinxing leaning on the bed reading a book. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should go in or not.

Jiang Jinxing found him and patted him on the bedside: "Come."

Cen Yue ran over bumpily, at first he sat on the edge of the bed reservedly, then after talking a few words to Jiang Jinxing, he unconsciously lay down on the bed, leaning against Jiang Jinxing's side.

The English teaching aids were open in front of the two of them, but no one cared about it.

Cen Yue first shared with Jiang Jinxing the interesting things he met in school today, and then he talked about the fact that he got the first place in the weekly test, and he was satisfied to hear Jiang Jinxing's praise.

Under the table lamp, Jiang Jinxing looked extraordinarily gentle. He must have just taken a shower. His hair was blown soft and fluffy. His bangs slightly covered his eyes. He stared at Cen Yue and smiled. His eyelashes were long and curly. All straight.

Jiang Jinxing saw Cen Yue lying on the bed silently, and asked him, "Sleepy?"

Maybe it was because Jiang Jinxing looked easy to talk from looking up, Cen Yue mustered up the courage to speak out what was on his mind: "Can I sleep with you at night?"

After Cen Yue finished speaking, he immediately regretted it. He is no longer a three-year-old child who is afraid to sleep alone at night.

"Why do you want to sleep with me?" Jiang Jinxing asked him as expected.

Cen Yue turned over and sat up annoyed, with his back to Jiang Jinxing: "I'll just say casually... don't bother you, I'm going back to sleep."

Cen Yue stood up and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the back collar of the T-shirt by Jiang Jinxing: "You don't mind my small bed, just go and bring the pillow and comforter."

"Is it really possible?" Cen Yue turned his head excitedly, and saw Jiang Jinxing looking at him with a smile, and there was no unwillingness on his face.

Jiang Jinxing nodded: "Well, keep it quiet, don't let your aunt know."

"Got it!" Cen Yue replied in a breathy voice.

Although I don't know why Aunt Jiang couldn't let Aunt Jiang know about it, Cen Yue was overwhelmed by the excitement of two people "committing a crime" together. He brought pillows and a quilt from the guest room and tiptoed all the way until he closed the door of Jiang Jinxing's room. The door let out a sigh of relief.

Jiang Jinxing had already made a place for Cen Yue, and Cen Yue threw himself on the bed happily, burying his face in the pillow and laughing uncontrollably.

Jiang Jinxing looked at him amusedly for a while, covered him with the quilt, reached out and turned off the desk lamp: "Go to sleep, good night."

"Yeah!" Cen Yue turned his head and looked at Jiang Jinxing's sleeping face from the dark, thinking that he had "slept" with Jiang Jinxing, and this life was worth it.

Cen Yue opened a pair of big eyes flickering, and suddenly heard Jiang Jinxing say, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Cen Yue retorted subconsciously: "How do you know that I didn't close my eyes, I did."

Jiang Jinxing was lying on his back, but when he heard this, he turned to Cen Yue and covered his eyes with his hand: "Hey, if you look at me again, I'm going to burn myself."

The warm and soft touch of the skin on his face startled Cen Yue at first, he froze for a few seconds, then he avoided Jiang Jinxing's hand unnaturally, turned around and turned his back, huddled in the blanket by himself, trembling with laughter sieve.

Lying beside Jiang Jinxing, Cen Yue once thought that he would suffer from insomnia, but the exhaustion of his body made him fall asleep quickly.

The bed in Jiang Jinxing's room was originally a single bed, and the two boys were very angry. Even if the air conditioner was turned on, they were still sweating when they squeezed together. Jiang Jinxing was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night. He turned his head and saw, Cen Yue kicked the quilt clean.

So Jiang Jinxing turned on the desk lamp, first turned down the air conditioner, and then covered Cen Yue with a quilt. Cen Yue woke up once when he got up, thinking in a daze that he was sitting up and was about to leave, so he immediately grabbed him The corner of his clothes murmured, "Brother, don't go..."

Jiang Jinxing held his hand instead and squeezed it: "Don't go, brother will cover you with a quilt."

The room darkened again, and the air-conditioning gradually took effect.Jiang Jinxing lay down with his eyes closed for a few seconds, still worried, turned around and hugged Cen Yue, including the quilt, into his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

The next day Jiang's mother went to the guest room to wake Cen Yue up, only to find that Cen Yue came out of Jiang Jinxing's room.

Cen Yue has no silver 300 here, and explained that he and Jiang Jinxing discussed the issue last night too late, and accidentally fell asleep.

Mother Jiang's eyes were fierce, she turned her head to look behind Cen Yue, only to see her "good" son smiling innocently.