bad kid

Ruan Zhimu took Yan Yue to the hospital to treat the wound and prescribed medicine.

When getting the medicine, Ruan Zhimu hesitated for a moment, reluctantly took out his medical insurance card, and whispered to the window: "Use mine, thank you."

Yan Yue didn't say a word the whole time, his eyebrows were raised in pain when he was dealing with the wound, and he remained stubborn and expressionless.

Very cool.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help wondering if he had signed some gambling agreement, and he would pay 10 yuan for crying out for pain.

When we returned to the community, the sky had already darkened quietly.

Ruan Zhimu walked in front, and Yan Yue followed behind without saying a word, without crying out for pain, as if unconscious.

When passing by the gate of the community, many old ladies were shaking their fans to enjoy the cool, and when they saw the wound on Yan Yue's face, they all stared at him, as if they were watching an orangutan in a zoo.

Ruan Zhimu heard a slight "fuck" from behind, and the footsteps seemed to speed up, looking a little irritable and helpless.

Ruan Zhimu was a little amused.

There are times when the lawless little bully at school has nothing to do, tsk.

After arriving home, Ruan Zhimu stretched his waist and asked Yan Yue: "Do you take a bath first or should I wash first?"

Yan Yue was taken aback, but he didn't expect his first sentence to be this.

After coming out of the class teacher's office, he guessed that Ruan Zhimu would ask him why he fought, or why he violated the rules with his tablet, or threatened him to tell Yan Minghua.

— that's what normal guardians do.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Zhimu didn't care about it.

After taking care of the wound in a calm manner, he just came back.

Yan Yue bit his lower lip.

Ruan Zhimu glanced at him: "Does it hurt?"

Yan Yue put on a wooden face: "General."

Ruan Zhimu: "Do you know why a woodpecker can eat two catties of stones before it dies?"

Yan Yue: "Woodpeckers don't eat stones."

Ruan Zhimu: "Because of being stubborn."

Yan Yue thought for a while before realizing that this was a cold joke.

Ruan Zhimu took out the tablet from his backpack and handed it to Yan Yue: "Hide it next time. Your homeroom teacher just told me that if you find it again, you will smash it."

He didn't say "don't take it to school anymore" or "focus on your studies", but told him to "hide it so that it won't be discovered".

Yan Yue: "...don't plan to tell my uncle?"

"No plan," Ruan Zhimu opened a bag of tomato-flavored potato chips, and said while eating, "What does it matter to me whether you learn or not? If you can't get into college, go to the factory to screw screws and step on the sewing machine, that's your own business. "

Yan Yue frowned, looking a little surprised.

"Looking at it, why do you seem to want me to tell your uncle?" Ruan Zhimu said, "Could it be that kind of childish kid who lacks love, who deliberately fights and causes trouble to attract the attention of adults—"

Yan Yue interrupted him: "You think too much."

Ruan Zhimu: "I'm only responsible for ensuring that you have a place to sleep, and you need to pay for the rest."

Money again.

Yan Yue: "Do you only have money in your eyes?"

If he remembers correctly, Ruan Zhimu has asked him to "add money" no less than ten times since he moved here.

Additional fees will be charged for eating extra fruit, additional fees for transportation, and additional fees for supervised learning.

Probably one day when he was beaten to death, Ruan Zhimu would just stand by, rubbing his chin and calculating how much money he could blackmail the other party.

How could there be such a debtor.

Ruan Zhimu said straightforwardly: "I took you in to repay your uncle's favor, otherwise you think I am serving the prince to study. My time is very precious. I am busy studying, earning credits and working part-time to make money. How can I give it to you?" As a companion, young master, can you understand the suffering of the people."

Yan Yue pointed out something: "Only eunuchs should serve the prince to study."

Ruan Zhimu didn't mind: "Then I will also be the chief eunuch who makes the most money."

Yan Yue: "..."

A person with an extremely clear purpose is really invulnerable.

For the first time, Yan Yue took a serious look at Ruan Zhimu.

Taobao offers a discount of 50 yuan for an indigo cotton short-sleeved T-shirt and black overalls shorts. There are always a few unfit short hairs on the top of the head. I never use perfume, only a faint smell of milk soap.

Too poor to jingle bells and palm nuts, and pick so frankly.

Yan Yue: "Aren't you a college student? Why are you so short of money?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Ah, otherwise, did the house and car fall from the sky?"

Yan Yue: "Your parents won't give you money?"

Ruan Zhimu: "You never finish, do you want to take a bath, or I will wash if you don't."

Ruan Zhimu didn't plan to discuss life with the little kid, so he yawned and got ready to take a bath.

The moment he turned around, he heard Yan Yue whispering behind him: "I have a question since just now."

Ruan Zhimu: "?"

Yan Yue: "You are such a stingy person, why would you pay for my medicine?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue crossed his arms and said slowly: "At the hospital pharmacy just now, you used your medical insurance card to help me pay for the medicine."

Logically speaking, this is a violation of the rules. This is regarded as an unspoken rule of the common people in private, and generally no one checks it.

But this move was made by Ruan Zhimu, which is very abnormal.

Ruan Zhimu stammered: "...Anyway, it can be reimbursed, and you don't have a medical insurance card. Now, as your guardian, it's okay to help you pay for the medicine. You're not happy about it."

Yan Yue: "The carambola is not given, but the medicine fee is very generous."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue smiled slowly.

This was the first time Ruan Zhimu saw him smile since he had been home for so many days.

That kind of smile reminded Ruan Zhimu of some kind of dangerous and unpredictable cold-blooded animal.

Yan Yue turned sideways slightly, and whispered in his ear: "...You are actually very afraid that I will tell uncle about my injury."

"You know that I don't have any money with me now. If I want to pay for the medicine, I have to ask my elders for it. Then the injury will be exposed, and my uncle will blame you for not being a good guardian. Then, how will you explain to my uncle? .”

Ruan Zhimu was completely silent.

He didn't expect Yan Yue to guess it.

Regarding Yan Yue's injury, the first thing he thought of was of course not to let his teacher know.

The mentor is going to lead the graduation class this year, and it is probably quite hard work. He can't even do the job of taking care of the children well. Where is the face with the mentor?

He reckoned that a rebellious child like Yan Yue would not be willing to tell his parents about his injury, for fear of losing face.

That's just right—he doesn't need to work hard to figure out a way, just get away with it, and after a few weeks, Yan Yue's injury should be almost healed.

Ruan Zhimu: "Whatever you think, the injury you got in the fight has nothing to do with me."

Yan Yue raised his phone and turned on the screen: "Then I'll call Yan Minghua."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue pressed the number 1.

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue pressed 3 more numbers.

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue pressed all 11 numbers, and slowly moved his fingers to the dial button.

One second before pressing it, Ruan Zhimu grabbed Yan Yue's hand and pulled it away from the phone screen.

Ruan Zhimu squeezed out a smile: "Student Yan, I have something to discuss."

Yan Yue looked at the hand covered on the back of his hand: "I want to eat carambola."

Ruan Zhimu: "?"

You fucking did it on purpose, didn't you?

Yan Yue added: "It's the one from last time, the carambola that is on sale at [-]:[-] p.m. in the supermarket. It doesn't matter if it's expensive or cheap."

Ruan Zhimu was taken aback: "That's a limited-time special, and it's gone these days."

Yan Yue: "Then look for it in other supermarkets. There are so many fruit shops in City A, and you have so much experience in snatching up specials. This shouldn't be a problem for you."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Zhimu: "Understood."

If you don't finish eating it, I won't wring your head off and eat it as carambola.

Yan Yue was satisfied: "Now I'm going to wash up."

Ruan Zhimu: "Go slowly."

Yan Yue: "You wash it for me."

Ruan Zhimu: "...?"

Yan Yue: "I have a wound on my back, so I can't get wet. So, wash it for me."

Ruan Zhimu's fist hardened.

Thinking of my mentor's gray hair and the fact that I haven't paid the full boarding fee, I feel soft again.

Ruan Zhimu, who was stiff for less than three seconds, said, "Got it."

-

The bathroom is only five square meters. The left quarter is the shower, the right is the sink and the toilet, and the middle is separated by a waterproof curtain with green flowers on a white background.

It's okay when there is only one person, but when two 1.8-meter boys come in, it is obviously crowded.

Ruan Zhimu rubbed the towel with warm water and wrung it dry: "Take off your clothes and sit on the toilet."

Yan Yue stood still: "Why did you sit on the toilet?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Aren't you tired of standing? That's fine. If you like standing, just stand. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Yan Yue: "Is it because I'm taller than you, so I'm afraid I won't be able to reach you?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

You can die if you don't say a few fucking words.

Yan Yue lazily said: "There are bacteria on the toilet seat, if you don't want to sit, move a chair."

"I promised to help you take a bath, do you really think of yourself as the young master?" Ruan Zhimu turned around, "I'll count to three, sit down..."

Before "one" could be said, Ruan Zhimu choked when he saw the scene in front of him.

Yan Yue stood in the middle of the small bathroom and had already taken off his shirt at some point.

The upper body is naked, holding a black T-shirt that has been taken off in his hand. The shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the muscles are tight. The dark black overalls are unbuttoned and hang loosely around the waist.

There was a fist-sized bruise below the collarbone and above the lower abdomen, as well as some small wounds from fighting during the day.

Yuba's strong light hits from above, illuminating Yan Yue's smooth muscle lines at a glance.

The contrast between the naked upper body and the tightly wrapped trousers, and the blood-stained skin is more and more striking, and it is extremely impactful.

Under the buttons of the trousers, the edge of the black underwear can be vaguely seen.

Ruan Zhimu witnessed the scene in front of him unprepared.

Although he has no interest in Yan Yue, he still has a guilty conscience.

Yan Yue: "Have you seen enough?"

Ruan Zhimu came back to his senses: "...does it still hurt?"

His voice was a little low, and his tone was lower than before, a rare serious tone.

Yan Yue was silent for a while: "I don't feel anything anymore."

Ruan Zhimu: "You're so stubborn. Is it harder for you to admit it than to climb to the sky...Forget it, sit down, and I'll help you wipe it with warm water first."

Yan Yue didn't talk back this time, and sat down obediently.

Ruan Zhimu came over with a basin of warm water, folded the towel into the size of a palm, bent down, held the towel in his palm, and wiped from the brow bone.

Looking closer, Ruan Zhimu realized that Yan Yue's facial features were really beautiful.

High brow bone, deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, and thin jaw.

It's obviously a gentle appearance, but it feels cold and hard, like ice that can't be melted.

The towel went around the bruises on the cheekbones and the blood at the corners of the mouth, and wiped off the dust and blood on his face one by one.

When rubbing his chin, Ruan Zhimu smelled the smell of mint tea, and suddenly realized that he and Yan Yue were too close.

That's the smell of mouthwash.

Yan Yue didn't know what was going on, he closed his eyes and waited lazily for him to wipe, but when he got close, he suddenly opened them and stared at him.

Plus bruised cheeks, bleeding mouth...

Ruan Zhimu felt inexplicably being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Ruan Zhimu: "Close your eyes."

Yan Yue looked at him faintly: "Are you nervous?"

Ruan Zhimu: "You look at me like that, I panic."

Yan Yue: "Are you scared or shy?"

Ruan Zhimu was incredible: "Have you always been so narcissistic?"

"Not really," Yan Yue said, "If you hadn't been staring at me just now, with dodged eyes, I wouldn't have such a guess."

Ruan Zhimu: "Which of your eyes saw me staring at you, I was clearly scrubbing for you just now, but you were the one who kept staring at me."

Yan Yue: "You didn't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Ruan Zhimu shrank back a bit, and at this moment, his eyes went dark.

The bathroom fell into darkness and silence.

Ruan Zhimu: "...It seems that there is a power outage."

"Oh," Yan Yue said, "then what should we do?"

Ruan Zhimu: "I'll go downstairs to have a look, you sit still and wait for me to come back."

After he finished speaking, he stood up straight and walked out gropingly.

However, he forgot how pocket-sized his own bathroom was.

He also forgot that when he was cleaning just now, because the aisle was too narrow, Yan Yue had his legs spread apart, and he stood between Yan Yue's legs.

Ruan Zhimu raised his foot, staggered, and threw himself forward.

The expected scene of falling all over the place did not appear.

Ruan Zhimu was hugged by the waist and fell into a strange place.

Behind the ear is the rising and falling warm breath.

There are solid chest muscles behind.

Ruan Zhimu's back froze, and his brain suddenly shut down.

After about ten seconds.

"Although I don't know how long you plan to sit on my lap," Yan Yue's voice came from behind his ear, with the usual lazy tone,

"But if you don't move your butt, my wound will open."

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