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

That night, the lucky Xie Yinian didn't get a single coin, but Qiao Jiang got two.

Besides Qiao Jiang, Xie Ran also took out one, and only one of the four coins was left. Xie Yinian didn't believe in evil, and he didn't want to be that unlucky little guy who couldn't get coins.

Seeing that Xie Yinian was about to serve the third bowl, Qiao Jiang hurriedly stopped him, grabbed him, and gave him one of the coins he had eaten: "Eating too much at night will make you uncomfortable, don't eat, I will share with you .”

Xie Yinian didn't want to believe the fact that he couldn't eat the coins, but he really couldn't eat the dumplings either. After staring at the coins on the table for a while, he chose to accept the reality, sat down again, and took the coins into his hands.

"Thank you Jiaojiao for sharing my New Year's luck in half."

Xie Ran on the opposite side immediately sent his coin to Song Ye: "All for you."

Song Ye smiled sweetly: "Thank you sir."

Xie Ran: "..." He felt that it was not suitable for them to say thank you.

After dinner, Xie Yinian was washing the dishes, Xie Ran was washing the fruits, Song Ye and Qiao Jiang were sitting in front of the TV in the living room waiting for the Spring Festival Gala to start.

"Our house hasn't been this lively for a long time." Xie Ran said suddenly.

"Well," Xie Yinian looked back at the two people who were talking and joking in the living room, and smiled softly, his eyes were soft and gentle: "Brother, we will do the same in the future."

Xie Ran asked while cutting the fruit: "Do you want to drink two glasses tonight?"

"Sure." Xie Yinian said, "New Year's Eve tonight, by the way, we remember to take pictures then."

The photo taken by the four of them together can be regarded as a family portrait.

……

The Spring Festival Gala started, and the four of them sat neatly in front of the TV. Xie Yinian stretched out his arms and pulled Qiao Jiang into his arms, "Do you want some fruit?"

Knowing that he couldn't break free, Qiao Jiang simply found a comfortable position in his arms and lay down: "Che Lizi."

"Okay." Xie Yinian kissed him on the neck, leaned over and grabbed a few cherries from the fruit bowl, and brought them to his lips one by one: "Jiaojiao, open your mouth."

Compared to Qiao Jiang, Song was very proactive, without Xie Ran saying anything or doing anything, he just nestled into the man's arms and put the man's arms around his waist.

In fact, there was nothing to watch in the Spring Festival Gala, mainly because the family gathered together and the atmosphere was good. Song Ye lost interest after watching it for a while, yawned in Xie Ran's arms, and took out his mobile phone to surf.

Xie Ran put his big hand on the back of his neck, stroking his delicate skin with his fingertips: "Bored?"

Song Ye nodded lazily: "Well, it's boring."

Xie Ran smiled: "Then what do you want to do?"

Song also thought about it and said, "Play mahjong."

"Can Qiao Jiang play mahjong?" There are enough people who can play mahjong, but whether he can play mahjong is still a question.

Qiao Jiang was stunned by the cue suddenly, and shook his head: "No."

Song Ye suddenly got up from Xie Ran's arms, looked at him and said seriously: "It's okay, playing mahjong is easy to learn, I'll teach you."

Qiao Jiang blinked, Xie Yinian stuffed another cherries into his mouth and asked, "Do you want to play mahjong?"

"I also can."

Qiao Jiang actually has no idea what to do, he likes the current atmosphere very much, with the people he likes by his side, he can do whatever he wants.

"Then it's decided." Song also jumped off the sofa, pinched a cherry tomato and stuffed it into his mouth: "Let's start preparing."

A few minutes later, four people sat around in front of the mahjong machine, with a fruit plate and four glasses of red wine on the small table next to them.

Song also explained the rules to Qiao Jiang, afraid that he would not understand, and demonstrated it to him with mahjong: "Understood?"

Qiao Jiang made an OK gesture: "Understood."

"Okay, let's take a look first." Song Ye returned to his seat and sat down. He sat opposite Xie Ran, and Qiao Jiang sat opposite Xie Yinian: "A handful of ten yuan, and the person who wins the most in the end will pay the price." Red envelope, all right?"

Everyone shook their heads, and Song also played the dice: "Then let's start."

Xueba is Xueba, Qiao Jiang learns very quickly, or beginners are very lucky, and he has already won when the cards in other people's hands are still messed up.

The first five or six rounds were all won by Qiao Jiang, and when Qiao Jiang was won, he became more and more excited. Before he knew it, he drank half a glass of red wine.

It's just that after that, the little bit of good luck was used up, and they kept losing, and the losses were terrible.

Qiao Jiang frowned and sipped his red wine, hesitating between [-] and [-], and finally he chose to keep [-].

"Four."

"Bar!"

Qiao Jiang raised his head suddenly, his resentful eyes fixed on Xie Yinian, and Xie Yinian actually slapped him! ! !He had already lost so badly, yet Xie Yinian still slapped him!

This gaze was too sharp, Xie Yinian smiled gloatingly, and touched his cards: "Jiaojiao, don't look at me like that, there is no love in the poker game, I can't let go."

"Just wait." Qiao Jiang said fiercely, "I'll definitely come back."

Xie Yinian: "Okay~ I'll wait."

After one lap, Xie Yinian touched himself, and Qiao Jiang lost 20 yuan.

Qiao Qiao’s classmate was miserable, and the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became. After some time, Qiao Jiang could no longer remember how much money he had lost. After eleven o’clock, and when it was approaching twelve o’clock, Song also found out the four moves in mahjong. , Put it together and arrange it, took a picture with my mobile phone, and prepared to send it to Moments and wb at zero o'clock.

Qiao Jiang's wine was getting stronger, and he didn't hold back anymore. He leaned over to look at the photos he took, and took out his mobile phone: "Brother Song Ye, can you send me the photos, I want it too."

"No problem." Song also directly sent the photo to the family group of the four of them.

As soon as Qiao Jiang received the photo and saved it, Xie Yinian pulled him over: "Come here Jiaojiao, let's take a group photo too."

Qiao Jiang is obedient: "Okay."

Xie Ran and Song on the opposite side were also taking photos together. After a while, Xie Ran called them to take a family portrait: "You two come here quickly, the four of us take a picture."

"it is good."

Xie Yinian and Qiao Jiang approached and put their poses together. The two of them compared their hearts with their hands in front of their chests. With the idea that a family should be neat and tidy, Song Ye and Xie Ran also compared their hearts.

The picture freezes, the four people have happy smiles on their faces, even the corners of Xie Ran's lips are slightly raised.

Countdown to new year.

five……

Four……

three……

two……

one……

At the last second, Xie Yinian and Xie Ran turned their heads at the same time, and kissed their favorite person beside them.

The fireworks exploded outside, and the stars were bright. Xie Ran bent down to pick up Song and left. Xie Yinian and Qiao Jiang were stunned.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, and the sound of breathing amplified infinitely. Xie Yinian looked at him, his dark pupils reflected Qiao Jiang, his eyes were deep and far away, his eyes were turbulent, and his voice was very soft: "Jiaojiao, last time you said Not ready..."

"What about tonight? Can you?"

Qiao Jiang was stunned for a moment, his brain functioned slowly after drinking, and he nodded his head: "Yes."

Xie Yinian's breathing was stagnant, and his mind went blank for a moment. He didn't expect Qiao Jiang to agree.

Seeing that Xie Yinian didn't respond, Qiao Jiang blinked, "What's wrong? Can't you?"

"I can."

Xie Yinian frowned, and said seriously: "I must be able to."

As soon as the voice fell, he picked up Qiao Jiang and went back to the room. He wanted to do it himself and told Qiao Jiang that he could do it, he could.

Qiao Jiang was a little dazed when he was thrown on the bed. He was drunk and slow to react. Before he could react, Xie Yinian pressed himself up.

"Jiaojiao, that's what you said." Xie Yinian's Adam's apple rolled, his breathing was hot: "I can't go back on my word later."

Qiao Jiang nodded: "No way..."

Xie Yinian almost couldn't wait to seal his lips, more fiercely than ever before, Qiao Jiang couldn't bear it, and couldn't struggle to open it.

……

I don't know how long it has passed, the temperature in the room is scorching hot, and the smell is pleasant. Qiao Jiang hides quietly under the quilt, and his voice is muffled: "Xie Yinian, I really can't do it."

Xie Yinian sat by the bed and smoked, with a gloomy and dissatisfied expression on his face, the kind of arrow on the string, when he had to send it, he found that the models of the two did not match, Qiao Jiang was so painful that he bit the quilt and cried, he couldn't ignore Qiao Jiang's feelings rush in.

So I had to give up.

Xie Yinian didn't say anything, he patted the quilt, exhaled the smoke, his voice was still hoarse: "Does it still hurt?"

"A little bit." Qiao Jiang's voice was soft and chirping: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, it really hurts."

"I know." Xie Yinian sighed, pulled him out of the quilt, and kissed his forehead comfortingly: "I was too impatient."

Qiao Jiang looked up at him, blushing unbelievably, he hesitated: "How about, why don't we... try again?"

"..." Xie Yinian put out the cigarette and rubbed his hair: "Next time."

His big baby can't stand such a toss.

The first time for the two of them was nothing.

Qiao Jiang sat on his knees on the bed, lowered his head and seriously reflected on himself. He felt that he hadn't done a good job. The light from outside shone in. From the corner of his eyes, Qiao Jiang saw Comrade Xiao Xie in good spirits. He pursed his lips and made a decision.

He took two deep breaths back and forth, summoned up his courage, raised his hand and pressed it on Xie Yinian's thigh: "I, let me help you."

Xie Yinian didn't understand: "What?"

Qiao Jiang looked at him with erratic eyes, "Just, I'll help you, don't you feel uncomfortable like this?"

"It's okay." Xie Yinian pinched his cheek: "I'll go down later."

Qiao Jiang insisted: "I will help you, I can."

Xie Yinian still wanted to refuse, but Qiao Jiang didn't let him speak at all. He got off the bed, knelt by the bed, put his hands on his lap, and leaned over.

……

Xie Yinian watched helplessly, and at the same time he let out a muffled snort in shock. He gently placed his hand on top of Qiao Jiang's head, and put his other hand on the bed, exerting a little force, as if trying to suppress something.

Because of what happened just now, Qiao Jiang wanted to make Xie Yinian comfortable, so he suppressed the pain and swallowed deeply, tears streaming out uncontrollably.

Xie Yinian was so distressed that he wanted to pull him up, but Qiao Jiang insisted. Xie Yinian wiped his tears gently with his fingers, and coaxed: "Hey, get up, it's fine."

"It's really okay."

Qiao Jiang looked up at him, Xie Yinian lowered his eyes, everything came into view.