[Crossing Books] I only want to study hard in my grade

Qiao Jiang quickly realized that the reason there was so much snow on the ground was because the previous snowman was broken.

He blinked and said in amazement: "This, how could this happen?"

Xie Yinian pondered, "Could it be the wind?"

Qiao Jiang looked up at him with an indescribable look. Although he didn't see it, and the teacher said that everything is possible, but how strong was the wind just now?Can blow a snowman like this? !

"It doesn't matter, let's start." Xie Yinian bent over and held the snow to rub the snowball, "The snow will melt if we delay."

Qiao Jiang: "!!!"

Qiao Jiang started to snowball while thinking about why the wind was so strong.

Coupled with each other, the snowman's body was quickly piled up. Xie Yinian concentrated on rounding the snowman's head. Qiao Jiang slipped behind him, and quietly rolled a small snowball, aiming at Xie Yinian.

"Thank you Yinian!"

This was the first time Qiao Jiang called Xie Yinian by name. Xie Yinian paused and turned his head.

The snowball pierced the air and came in response, Xie Yinian raised his brows slightly, but didn't hide, letting the snowball fly over and hit him on the head with a "slap".

He shook his head, and the white snow fell in a rustle. Qiao Jiang was stunned, and after realizing it, he ran over to help Xie Yinian take the snow off his body.

"Why don't you hide?" Some snow fell from the top of his head and fell into his collar. Qiao Jiang felt cold when he looked at it. He frowned: "Is there a lot of clothes in it? Is it cool?"

Qiao Jiang lay on his shoulders, grabbed the back of his clothes and looked in closer. The heat was on the back of his neck. Xie Yinian licked his dry lips, turned around and held Qiao Jiang's face.

"Qiao Jiaojiao, you're so strong, you dare to hit me with a snowball." With a smile in his eyes, Xie Yinian pulled off Qiao Jiang's scarf and rubbed against his lips, " Huh? Be pampered and spoiled?"

Sensing the danger, Qiao Jiang wanted to back away, but the boy had nowhere to hide. He lowered his eyes and said, "No, I, I'm not..."

"It's okay." Xie Yinian pinched his earlobe, and when he spoke, his moist and hot breath pressed against his lips: "Brother Xie is willing to get used to you and pamper you."

Xie Yinian didn't know whether Qiao Jiang was afraid of himself or had no bottom line for himself. He said every word, as if he was swearing: "You are my boyfriend, the one I care about, and the one I want to pamper." I love the person I'm used to, so Jiaojiao..."

After a pause, Xie Yinian continued: "Just be yourself in front of me."

Qiao Jiang looked up at him, his eyes were clear and clean.

Xie Yinian bit his lips moderately, and added: "However, if you do something wrong, Brother Xie will punish you. As for how to punish...it depends on my mood."

Qiao Jiang rubbed into his arms: "Then how are you feeling now?"

Xie Yinian took off his gloves, pinched the nape of his neck with his cold fingers and pressed towards himself: "It's not very good, so I need to kiss him twice more."

"..."

The cold wind blew, the snow fell from the trees, the sun was weak, the snowflakes shone with golden light, and the two kissed in the wind and snow.

……

The snowman was formed, and Qiao Jiang excitedly prepared to go home to get the equipment: "I'll go to the kitchen to get a carrot, hey, what are the eyes for?"

"No carrots." Xie Yinian added two small snowballs to add ears to the snowman. He looked at the snowman in front of him and said, "Jiaojiao, let's make it look like a beckoning cat."

Qiao Jiang frowned: "The Lucky Cat?"

Xie Yinian took out his phone and found a picture for him to see. The snowman in the picture was made into the shape of a beckoning cat, and the ears, nose and whiskers were all made of orange peel.

"Wow!" Qiao Jiang opened his mouth into an O shape, "Yes, it looks good."

Xie Yinian compared the photos with the real thing, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he picked up his phone and went back with Qiao Jiang to cut oranges. As Qiao Jiang is a kitchen killer and a professional instant noodle player, Xie Yinian must be responsible for such a knife.

The phone was put aside, Xie Yinian compared the pictures to cut, Qiao Jiang took out a small head from behind him, his big eyes blinked: "Brother, your knife skills are really good."

"You just know?" Xie Yinian glanced at him with lowered eyes, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you brother Xie?"

Qiao Jiang thought about it seriously, until now, he really didn't find anything bad about Xie Yinian, as if he could do anything, everything.

Qiao Jiang nodded in agreement: "Anything is fine."

Everything is better than him.

Xie Yinian was very happy to be praised, he squeezed an orange and brought it to his mouth, "Come on, open your mouth."

Qiao Jiang took a deep breath, trying to smell it: "Is it sour?"

"Then I'll try it first."

Xie Yinian took a sip. In addition to the refreshing coolness, the sour-sweet taste was delicious. He continued to feed his little boyfriend: "It's not sour, it's quite sweet, but it's a bit cold."

Qiao Jiang opened his mouth and bit the orange away with a whimper, and the tip of his tongue swept over Xie Yinian's fingers.

"How does it taste? It's not sour."

Qiao Jiang nodded: "Well, it's delicious."

Xie Yinian cut a total of two oranges, separated the peel from the pulp, put the pulp into a plate, and stuck a toothpick on it: "No, I'll give you all to eat."

Qiao Jiang stuffed a piece into his mouth, took two bites, and suddenly remembered a rumor, and stopped immediately: "By the way, brother, I heard people say that eating too many oranges will turn yellow."

Xie Yinian turned to look at him: "Turned yellow?"

Qiao Jiang looked serious: "Yes."

"It's okay." Xie Yinian smiled lowly, glanced at his fair skin, and said meaningfully: "The yellower you are, the more I like you."

Qiao Jiang: "?"

Xie Yinian didn't intend to explain, picked up the peel from another plate and said, "You eat first, I'll go and fix the snowman, and I'll call you when I'm done."

"I am also together." Qiao Jiang quickly put down the toothpick in his hand and followed: "The two of us are together."

"Don't eat?"

"Let's eat later, make the snowman first."

"Row."

……

As soon as the Lucky Cat snowman was finished, Xie Ran and Song came back. Song Ye’s pink hair is particularly attractive in winter. He is so gorgeous and dressed in bright colors. Standing next to Xie Ran is particularly conspicuous. I almost feel angry All the powerful men in the field were suppressed.

"Yeah, my brothers are back."

Seeing Xie Yinian and Qiao Jiang, Song also made a surprised voice: "When did you come back?"

Looking past them and seeing the lucky cat behind them, Song Ye's eyes lit up, "Eh? Is this the snowman you two made?"

"Mr. Xie," without waiting for their answer, Song turned to look at Xie Ran, his excitement was beyond words: "Look at the snowman they made!"

Xie Ran looked around, there was only one lucky cat in the courtyard, he frowned, "Xie Yinian, where is that snowman?"

The snowman was still there when he went to work this morning, and it was gone when he came back.

When Xie Ran asked, Song also noticed, "That's right, where is our snowman?"

Xie Yinian remained silent.

Qiao Jiang whispered to help them solve their doubts: "It was blown away by the wind."

Xie Ran: "???"

Song Ye: "???"

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Qiao Jiang exhaled, and said, "It's true, the snowman was still there when Xie Yinian and I came back, and it was gone after we packed our clothes."

Although he didn't believe it, it's impossible for the snowman to be stolen? !

Xie Ran stared at Xie Yinian for a few seconds, pulled the corner of his lips lightly, put his finger on Song Ye's shoulder and nodded, without deliberately lowering his voice: "I don't really believe it, let's check it later Monitor and see what's going on."

Xie Yinian looked up suddenly, why didn't he know that there was surveillance in his courtyard? !

"Ah," Song Ye was taken aback for a moment. He pointed to the beckoning cat behind Qiao Jiang: "It's okay, our snowman is not as good-looking as them. If it is gone, it will be gone."

Xie Yinian breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Ran narrowed his eyes.

Song Ye and Qiao Jiang took a few photos of the Lucky Cat, a group of four returned to the house, Xie Ran took a glass of water and handed it to Song Ye, and asked Xie Yinian who was sitting on the sofa: "How was the competition? "

Xie Yinian was the complete opposite of Xie Ran, who was upright and dignified, and slumped lazily on the sofa, "Do you even have to ask? I was never No.1."

"My brother is really amazing." As a scumbag, Song Ye has absolute admiration and admiration for the word "No.1". Hearing this, he immediately exclaimed sincerely: "My God, No.1!"

Xie Ran frowned, and looked at him sideways, "I was also No.1 when I was in school."

Song Ye: "Wow! Mr. Xie, you are so amazing!"

Xie Ran: "..." Thank you, I have been perfunctory.

"Brother, do you want oranges?" Qiao Jiang sat obediently on the sofa, remembering the orange pulp that was still drying in the kitchen, and actively suggested: "It's not sour, it's very sweet."

The oranges were what Song Ye wanted to eat at home and Xie Ran went to buy them for him these two days, especially the sweet ones.

Song Ye turned his head, "Already peeled?"

Qiao Jiang nodded: "Yes, yes! I just peeled it off."

Song Ye: "Eat!"

Qiao Jiang got up: "I'll get it."

At the same time, Xie Ran and Xie Yinian also stood up from the sofa and said in unison: "I'll go."

Qiao Jiang blinked, Xie Yinian sat him down on the sofa, and rubbed the top of his head: "Hey, sit down, I'll get it for you."

Qiao Jiang's eyes were bent, and he raised his head and rubbed against his palm: "Okay."

On the other side, Xie Ran watched the sweet interaction between the two, and turned his head to look at Song Ye, who looked up at him with a small face, with "Go, go, go" written all over his face.

Xie Ran: "..."

The two brothers of the Xie family walked into the kitchen one after the other, and Qiao Jiang and Song also looked at their backs with smiles.

Xie Ran walked into the kitchen, glanced at the pulp on the plate, and frowned: "That's all?"

"Cut two more." Xie Yinian opened the refrigerator, picked two big ones and handed them to Xie Ran: "Here."

Xie Ran remained motionless, expressionless: "You cut."

Xie Yinian raised his eyebrows, and put the orange directly on the table: "What? You want your little idol to eat fruit cut by other men?"

"..."

Xie Ran was silent for two seconds, unbuttoned his cuff buttons, rolled up his sleeves, picked up a knife and started cutting oranges.