Would you love me if I was a scumbag?

46. ​​"Huh... oh my mother!" Wang Xuzhi tripped over a clod while running, lost his balance and fell into the grass on one side, pulling Cheng Yueming together.

"Plop!" The two hit each other directly, and Wang Xuzhi was crushed underneath. He stretched his neck and looked behind, with a happy face, "Hey! Dad, I run fast! You think so?"

"..." Cheng Yueming didn't speak, but looked down at Wang Xuzhi with his arms propped up.

Wang Xuzhi blinked, panicked.

"Then, what, why don't you talk? Just this day, ignore me..."

Cheng Yueming leaned over and almost touched the tip of Wang Xuzhi's nose.

Wang Xuzhi's sweat was about to come out.

"Cough, are you hot?"

"Alas..." Cheng Yueming sighed helplessly, turned over and lay on the other side, "It's really stupid."

47. Wang Xuzhi sat up, stretched out a hand, looked at Cheng Yueming with burning eyes, and said, "From now on, we will be brothers who have experienced life and death."

Cheng Yueming looked at him with complicated emotions, raised his hand to hold the other's hand tightly, and gritted his teeth, "Brother!"

"Let's go! Daddy treats you to popsicles!" Wang Xuzhi stood up, pulled Cheng Yueming up again, hooked his shoulders to his back, and the two brothers looked good.

"I pay for your treat?" Cheng Yueming asked.

Wang Xuzhi nodded, with a childish face that can be taught. "You also understand that I am a, what... financially distressed person."

"Cut..." Cheng Yueming gave him a contemptuous look, but the other party was completely indifferent, and shouted, "I want to eat the little prodigy, not popsicles!"

"Don't push your nose on your face! I don't have much money!"

"I don't care! Good buddies share the blessings! Share the troubles!"

48. Wang Xuzhi holds a popsicle in his mouth, sweet in his mouth, looks up at the sky, and Cheng Yueming sits next to him, feeling a little delicate.

He sat down, took the popsicle out of his mouth, licked it, and looked at Cheng Yueming, who was reviewing with a review book in one hand, as if he couldn't feel the cold, he opened his mouth and took a bite of the popsicle.

Wang Xuzhi said "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yueming gave him a stingy look, and then turned his attention to the review book.

"You're not the right way to eat popsicles!" Wang Xuzhi pointed to the shattered and miserable popsicles that had been bitten by Cheng Yueming.

Cheng Yueming took another bite and asked, "What's the correct way?"

With a serious face, Wang Xu took the popsicle in his mouth, sucked it from top to bottom, and pulled it out, "Boom!"

"This is the correct way!"

Cheng Yueming: "..." His mood became more and more complicated.

49. Wang Xuzhi and Cheng Yueming reconciled.

On Saturday, at dawn, Wang Xuzhi was dragged up by his father.

The anger of getting up and all the previous dissatisfaction caused Wang Xuzhi to throw off the quilt, and before he even opened his eyes, he stood up and started yelling, "What are you doing? Why don't you let people sleep early in the morning?!"

"Cough." A dry cough.

Wang Xuzhi felt something was wrong, and opened his eyes in a daze. Cheng Yueming stood behind his father with a half-smile.

Wang Xuzhi looked down at himself, and there was nothing on his body except a pants...

"Damn it!!" He hurriedly got under the quilt, a little embarrassed, "Why are you coming to my house?"

"Get up, I'll take you to play in the city. I've already made an agreement with Uncle Wang." Cheng Yueming pulled his quilt, and the latter hurriedly tightened his grip.

Wang Shihong nodded, "Talk, I'm going to work."

"Okay, Uncle Wang, go slowly." Cheng Yueming replied politely.

When Wang Shihong left, Wang Xuzhi rolled his eyes and lay down on the bed, "No."

"Really not going?" Cheng Yueming asked.

Wang Xuzhi closed his eyes, "No! I want to sleep!"

Cheng Yueming was quiet for a while, then suddenly said: "I treat you."

"That's fine!" Wang Xuzhi opened his eyes fiercely, and saw Cheng Yueming lying on the bedside, face to face with him, so scared that he said "Oh my mother!", and rolled under the bed from the other side.

"Fuck you, Cheng Yueming, are you a ghost?! You won't pay for scaring people to death!"

50. Wang Xuzhi rummaged through the box and found a suit of pretty clothes that he hadn't worn much, looked up at Cheng Yueming, "How are you? Are you impressed by my heroic appearance?"

Cheng Yueming glanced at his purple hair, his eyes wandered, and he gave a very perfunctory "hmm".

"Hey." Wang Xuzhi held Cheng Yueming's shoulders, locked the door of his house, and said, "Brother, where are you taking me to play?"

"amusement park."

"Amusement park? Yes, brother!" Wang Xuzhi leaned on Cheng Yueming and walked forward excitedly. "What's there in the amusement park?"

"I'll know when we get there." Cheng Yueming's lips curled up, and he followed Wang Xuzhi.

Because they escaped secretly, the two chose to take the bus. Of course, Cheng Yueming paid the money.

Wang Xuzhi lightly hammered Cheng Yueming's chest, his face moved, "Good brother! Let's drink blood wine later, please help!!"

Cheng Yueming: "..." Forget it!