The little brat he looked at turned out to be the gong

The two had a simple breakfast, and Ji Si temporarily changed it to barley porridge because of the little kid's dislike for lotus seed porridge.

Although the little boy looked disgusted when he ate, he didn't say anything.

Ji Si collapsed on the sofa, pinching a cigarette in his hand on the side. He stared at the ceiling for a while, feeling bored, turned his head to look at the boy who was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Today, Saturday, Mo Chenyang didn't have to go to school, but it was strange that such an arrogant kid would offer to help him wash the dishes.

No matter what you are doing, you are either a traitor or a thief. . .

Ji Si narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Chenyang, who was still washing the dishes, and threw the cigarette into the ashtray.

When Mo Chenyang finished packing and came out, Ji Si was still resting on the sofa.

The two of them lived together, and Mo Chenyang had seen everything about Ji Si, even when he was doing business, so Ji Si simply stopped pretending and wanted to do what he wanted in front of Mo Chenyang.

Mo Chenyang didn't sit down, but walked around to get Ji Si a cup of tea and put it on the table: "Teacher, would you like some water?"

Ji Si glanced at him lightly, and then set his eyes on the glass: "What's wrong? You want to poison me?"

Even pouring water for him to drink, there must be a problem!

"Ah?" Mo Chenyang was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched after he realized it, and he took a sip from his cup: "Have you ever seen the colorless and tasteless Hedinghong? Do you want to know more about it?"

Ji Si glanced at him suspiciously, and there was even a little "earnest expectation" in the little boy's eyes.

"I just think it's too much trouble for you, and I feel a little sorry." Mo Chenyang handed the cup to Ji Si: "Teacher, thank you!"

Ji Si didn't think the little brat really meant that.

"Tell me, is there something wrong?" He took the cup, quickly turned the cup around, and took a sip where Mo Chenyang drank water.

After drinking, he glanced at Mo Chenyang with a guilty conscience, and was relieved to find that the other party hadn't noticed.

"Teacher, can I live at your house in the future?" Mo Chenyang lowered his head and swipe his finger on the glass table twice.

Ji Si was stunned for two seconds. After he realized it, he sat up straight and his eyes were pierced into Mo Chenyang's body like nails: "You want to live in my house?"

There is room for another person to live in his house, but he wonders why Mo Chenyang wants to live in his house. It can't be because he covets his beauty, and he plans to come to a place near the water to get the moon first, right?

"Give me a reason." Ji Siqiang suppressed the words that were about to agree, and frowned.

Mo Chenyang pursed his lips, and found the most unreliable reason: "I, I want to study hard. If I live here, teacher, you can encourage me as much as you want."

Ji Si acted as if you just made it up and I listened: "I almost believed everything you said."

If it is said that Mo Chenyang wanted to live in his house because he coveted his beauty so unreliably, then it was because of learning - this reason has already left the orbit of the earth and flew to the solar system.

"Teacher~" Mo Chenyang looked at him eagerly.

Ji Si felt as if he had been scratched by a kitten in his heart, and his whole body seemed to have been electrified, and he lay back on the sofa again: "Forget it, forget it, there is room anyway, you can live if you want."

Because it doesn't matter why you want to live in his house. After a long time, you will naturally know the reason.The important thing is that he can get the moon soon.

In the afternoon, Ji Si took Mo Chenyang to buy a desk. Since he wanted to live for a long time, the room must have a desk.

Ji Si always thought that there were enough types of clothes, but he didn't expect that the types of desks were similar. There were all kinds of them, and he was dizzy looking at them.

"Ah, you can choose by yourself, I'll rest for a while." Ji Si said to Mo Chenyang, and sat on the bench next to him to rest.

Mo Chenyang curled his lips and continued to choose the desk.

"Yo, Ji Si." Just as Ji Si sat down, before the stool was warmed up, a voice sounded like he was choking his throat, "Long time no see."

Ji Si is very familiar with this voice, at least, he will never forget it in this life.

He never thought that one day he would meet He Miao again.

"Do I know you?" Ji Si took out a cigarette from his arms, and as soon as he took it out of his mouth, he saw the sign on the opposite wall - no smoking.

What a fucking fuck!

He Miao walked up to him with her slender waist twisted, looked at Ji Si from top to bottom, and commented: "You still look the same."

"It's the same with you." Ji Si got up and put the cigarette in his pocket: "It's still the same look of thousands riding thousands of people."

"You!" He Miao's face was livid, but there was nothing he could do about Ji Si.

Ji Si smiled: "Aren't I right?"

He Miao sneered: "So what? Think I'm dirty? Don't forget you fucked me too!"

"Fuck!" Ji Si gritted his teeth. If he hadn't thought that this was a public place, he would have punched him in the face. He said word by word, "You're looking for death, aren't you?!"

He Miao is the person Ji Si hates the most in his nearly 30 years of life, not one of them.

The year Mi Ke left, it was He Miao who took the opportunity to drug him and climbed into his bed.

If it wasn't for He Miao, Miko alone would not be enough to make him fall.

Moreover, He Miao has a unique temperament - even clothes can't hide the dirty smell on him.

"Don't get excited," He Miao was not angry, with a smile on his face: "I just met, I will tell you good news, Miko will come back..."

"Teacher, I've made my choice!" Before He Miao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Chenyang who ran over to intervene between the two of them.

Ji Si rubbed Mo Chenyang's head, and instantly felt a lot better: "Well, I'll go with you to have a look."

Standing aside, He Miao winked at Ji Si, "Is this your new love?"

In his impression, except for the look that Ji Si showed to Miko, Ji Si had an iceberg face to everyone else.

"I still call you teacher," He Miao's eyes wandered around Mo Chenyang's body: "Is this the fun between you two?"

"Get lost while I'm still in control of myself." Ji Si grabbed Mo Chenyang's arm and walked forward.

He Miao cleared her throat, looked at the two people's backs and hooked her lips: "Ji Si, Miko is back."

When seeing Ji Si's stature pause, He Miao smiled with satisfaction, "I don't know how he will feel when he sees you like this?!"

"People who used to have emotional cleanliness, now they don't know how many bed partners have changed."

He Miao paused, then smiled lightly and said, "Tell me, can he still want you?"

Ji Si seemed to have been drained of all the strength in his body, and tightly clenched the hand hanging by his side, letting his nails sink into the palm of his hand.

Even if you have made up your mind to forget the person you once liked in a humble way, it is not so easy to get rid of it from your heart.

His arm was in pain from being pinched, Mo Chenyang frowned, he looked up at Ji Si, the man was covered with an inexplicable layer of inexplicable, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was even a bit of pain and sorrow in his eyes. self-deprecating.

"Teacher." Mo Chenyang called him in a low voice.

Ji Si was obviously still immersed in those few words and didn't respond at all.

"Ji Si, you are dirty too." He Miao walked up to him, "Don't think how clean you are."

Mo Chenyang clearly felt that the force on his arm was getting heavier, as if it was going to crush his bones.

"Fuck! You really deserve a fucking beating!" Mo Chenyang cursed, kicking He Miao to the ground without saying a word.