Don’t Be Aggressive with Me

Xie Chen took a lot of effort to bring Cheng Siqiao into the room.

From the door to his room, it was only a few ten meters away. Cheng Siqiao pulled his arm for a while, and then stretched out his hand to pinch his face. The fingers even accidentally rubbed his abdominal muscles.

Xie Chen felt that his own patience in this life had been exhausted today.

He warmed a glass of milk and forcibly poured it into Cheng Siqiao. Cheng Siqiao pouted and asked with dissatisfaction: "What do you give me a drink?"

"The wall just buckled is flushing." Xie Chen said without changing his face.

"??"

He told Cheng Siqiao to lie down on the sofa to rest, and turned around to take a cold shower in the bathroom.

Forced to calm down.

When he came out, Cheng Siqiao fell asleep steadily on the sofa. The flesh on his face was squeezed together. His long, curled eyelashes were obediently placed on the lower eyelids, and he held the pillow on the sofa tightly in his arms, like A cute and well-behaved cat.

Xie Chen took out her mobile phone and took a picture of her, and then moved the photo to a separate group.

Named "My Little Girl".

Then he leaned down unconsciously and dropped a soft kiss on her silky hair.

Xie Chen finally didn't have the heart to wake people up, and carefully picked her up and sent her home.

Zhou Yun leaned out of the door? When she saw Cheng Siqiao sleeping in Xie Chen’s arms, she was still holding a pillow tightly in her hand, and she was shocked: "What’s wrong with this, listen? Si Qiao said to follow you out for dinner, why? Fell asleep?"

Xie Chen put Cheng Siqiao in Zhou Yun's arms, and Zhou Yun frowned when she smelled the wine on Cheng Siqiao's body? Asked: "She? Have you been drinking?"

"Yeah." Xie Chen was afraid of waking Cheng Siqiao, his voice was very low, and explained to Zhou Yun, "I was not there at the time, so I didn't stop her?..."

Zhou Yun couldn't be clear about her daughter's temperament anymore. If she really made her temperamental, Xie Chen and the others couldn't stop it.

"Take care of her tonight?" Zhou Yun sighed, "It's too early. Go back and rest early."

"Goodbye, auntie?"

With the help of alcohol, Cheng Siqiao slept very well this night.

The next morning, she woke up in a daze from her dream, turned on her phone and looked at it, forty minutes earlier than the usual alarm clock.

She? Just about to lie down and continue to sleep, she suddenly realized? What's wrong.

What kind of thing is holding in my hand?

She went down to the ground and opened the window, sat on the side of the bed and let the cold wind blow herself sober, began to think about life on the pillow, and then deeply questioned.

Yourself? Yesterday was your brain? Was it kicked by Xie Chen?

At the end, why do you want to try to drink for him?

She started trying to remember what stupid things she had done last night, but the complete memory came to her? After drinking two bottles of beer with Lu Qifeng, she stopped abruptly.

The rest are scattered memories.

For example, pulling Xie Chen to listen to her singing.

As for what she said to Xie Chen, she can't remember it anymore.

But when you think about the stupid things you do, you know that you can't say anything serious.

Cheng Siqiao: Let me die.

She pulled out the phone from the quilt and saw the new message on the screen, which was sent to her by Xie Chen in the middle of the night.

[Spickler: Since you like that pillow so much, I will give it to you and have a good rest. 】

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

I like you big head? Ghost! I drank too much, okay!

She dragged a heavy foot down the stairs, Zhou Yun saw her, came down and brought a glass of honey water over: "Dizzy?"

Cheng Siqiao shook his head blankly?

"Mom." She tried to get from Zhou Yun? What information, "What did I do last night?"

"Are you kind? You want to ask me?" Zhou Yun glanced at herself with disgust, her unconvincing daughter, "Who knows what a shame you are doing outside, and trouble Xie Chen to send it back to you."

"Just like you, no one would dare to marry you in the future."

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

She would not want to see Xie Chen again for a while.

Have to find a way to avoid contact with him.

After slowly eating Zhou Yun’s breakfast, Cheng Siqiao twitched the corner of Zhou Yun’s clothes, clutching her own belly with her right hand, and acted like a baby with her in a soft voice: "Mom, I am today. I’m not feeling well, can you ask for a vacation for me and the head teacher to go late?"

"Which is uncomfortable?" Zhou Yun saw through her tricks and glanced at her coldly.

"stomachache."

"It's okay." Zhou Yun looked at her with a smirk, "Don't delay class."

"..."

Cheng Siqiao sat on the sofa discouragedly, and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated a few times.

[Sneaker: Haven't gotten up yet? 】

Cheng Siqiao rolled his eyes and replied reluctantly.

[Toffee: It's up. 】

[Sniffer: Not going to school anymore? It's at your door. 】

Cheng Siqiao didn't think of a suitable reason to call him away, and was afraid that he would knock on the door and come in, holding his mobile phone and ran to the toilet to temporarily hide.

[Toffee: In the toilet. 】

Seeing Xie Chen didn't chase her again, Cheng Siqiao breathed a sigh of relief.

ten minutes later.

[Sneezer: Not good yet? 】

[Toffee: You go first, don't wait for me. 】

As soon as the voice fell, she heard it? Seeing the sound of her own door opening, Zhou Yun's voice came from outside: "Si Qiao, what are you doing so slowly, Xie Chen is still here waiting for you."

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

Without waiting for her to react more, the other party sent a new message.

[Sneezer: Siqiao, are you constipated? 】

[Sneezer: Need? May I go out and buy you a kaiser for you? 】

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

She? Angrily walked out of the bathroom and said to Zhou Yun, "Mom, do you have a steel fork? Give me one."

"What are you doing?"

"Killing kills." Cheng Siqiao glared at Xie Chen, gritted his teeth and said.

Cheng Siqiao reluctantly carried his book bag on his back and went out of the house with Xie Chen. Xie Chen held back a smile and asked her in a low voice: "Is it solved?"

Cheng Siqiao ignored him and consciously distanced himself from him.

Xie Chen very unconsciously leaned to Cheng Siqiao's side: "Did you wake up?"

"Wake up." Cheng Siqiao said stubbornly.

"What happened last night? Can you still remember?" Xie Chen asked her.

"Can't remember."

"Don't want to know?" Xie Chen chuckled lightly.

"..." Cheng Siqiao felt that every time he smiled, he seemed to be laughing at himself, and said in a pity, "I don't want to!"

"Okay." Xie Chen raised his final tone, his tone particularly relaxed.

"......"

Halfway through, Cheng Siqiao couldn't help but moved to Xie Chen's side and asked him in shame: "Last night, did I say anything that I shouldn't say?"

Xie Chen pretended to try hard to remember? He said for a long while: "You are walking on the street, and when you see people, you say Xie Chen is your father. I can't stop him."

Cheng Siqiao: "?"

"Impossible!" She stretched out her hand to reach Xie Chen's shoulder, "How could I be so worthless!"

"Believe it or not." Xie Chen shrugged.

"Nothing else?" Cheng Siqiao asked, "I remember I was singing to you..."

Xie Chen flicked her forehead: "It seems that I can still remember it."

"So." Cheng Siqiao pushed away his hand, "What did I sing to you?"

"I really want to know?" Xie Chen asked reluctantly.

Cheng Siqiao thought that, anyway, he lost his face and lost it again. There was nothing wrong with losing it again, so he gritted his teeth and nodded?: "Yes."

ten minutes later.

Cheng Siqiao just wanted to find a seam on the spot to bury himself.

She only thought that she had done something embarrassing, but she hadn't expected that she could throw people to the point of such incisiveness.

She? Why is it bad to sing, why is it a grassland folk song? !

She stretched out to grab Xie Chen's phone, but was stopped by Xie Chen's backhand.

"Let me delete it!" Cheng Siqiao pinched Xie Chen's arm.

"You asked me to record this video." Xie Chen was jumping around by Cheng Siqiao, "How can I delete it casually?"

"Finally, isn't it pretty good-looking." Xie Chen held Cheng Siqiao's head, "Keep it."

Cheng Siqiao threatened Xie Chen furiously: "If you dare to speak out, I will let you die today."

"Got it." Xie Chen dragged his tail, lazily, "Little haunted ghost."

Because he was too involved yesterday, Cheng Siqiao spent the entire morning study hurriedly making up his homework.

She started to make up in the order of the class, and when the early self-study was over, she had only the biologics rolls left to finish writing.

The biology class has to wait until the last quarter of the afternoon. Cheng Siqiao comforts himself so much that it is too late to make up after lunch.

No more, there will be an afternoon self-study class.

Cheng Siqiao stretched out and lay down on the table to rest.

When she woke up again, she looked around blankly and found that the class was quiet and weird.

The early self-study has just ended, Zhao Tianhao and the group of boys who should have gathered together to discuss the game normally, but now they are lying on the table and working hard.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Siqiao turned his head? asked Zhou Yangyang.

"You mean him." Zhou Yangyang pointed to the roll of paper on Zhao Tianhao's desk: "What about the supplementary work?"

"Isn't it the last quarter of life?" Cheng Siqiao asked, "It's too late to write again at noon."

"Don't you know?" Zhou Yangyang pointed to the blackboard, "The class is being adjusted."

Cheng Siqiao looked in the direction of her finger. On the timetable on the left side of the blackboard, the biology class did not know when it was already in the first period.

The biological teacher has always been irritable, and is accustomed to checking his homework as soon as he is in class. As long as she finds that the homework is not completed, the lighter will be fined one class, and the heavy one will be fined three laps on the playground.

For things like Cheng Siqiao that didn't write at all, the penalty run is affirmative.

Cheng Siqiao glanced at the time, and there were still three minutes left before class.

"..."

Cheng Siqiao: God will kill me.

She stabbed Xie Chen next to her: "Have you written your biological homework?"

"Yes." Xie Chen took out three rolls of paper from his book bag, "Lend you?"

Cheng Siqiao took the roll of paper, with the attitude of being able to make up a little bit, and as soon as he took the pen out of the pencil case, he heard the voice of the teacher from the next creature at the back door of the class: "put the pen down for me! Check the homework. !"

Cheng Siqiao returned the roll of paper to Xie Chen and closed his eyes in despair.

"You guys do it every day." The biology teacher babbled while checking, "Is it because I didn't finish the homework when I saw the biology lesson is the last one, and waited for the afternoon self-study lesson to make up?"

She found out how many of them did not finish their homework. Feeling tired, she yelled at the rest of the class: "Be aware of all of them. Stand up for those who haven't finished their homework!"

Cheng Siqiao was about to stand up, Xie Chen pressed his own roll of paper to her table, took away the blank paper she hadn’t written, and stood up with Zhao Tianhao and the others.