Don’t Be Aggressive with Me

Xie Chen slept so long this time, the sun is about to set, he has not come out of the room yet.

How many times does Cheng Siqiao want to go in to see? Look at him.

But I was worried that Xie Chen suddenly woke up when I entered, and he couldn't explain it.

She sat on the sofa and kept beating the toy pillow in her hand, thinking about finding a reasonable excuse to go in again.

She glanced at the grandfather who was sitting on the side reading the newspaper. She had an idea and leaned over to him and said, "Grandpa, my classmate? He caught a cold because he didn't wear too much clothes. The weather will be even worse when I go home later in the evening. Cold, look?——?"

Her grandfather was a stubborn but very enthusiastic old man. Hearing what Cheng Siqiao said, she instantly understood what she meant, put down the newspaper in her hand, took off the reading glasses, stood up and said to Cheng Siqiao, "This is a cold day. Isn't it a nonsense! Wait, I'll go find some thick clothes for him now, and you will go with me."

"okay."

Cheng Siqiao obediently followed her grandfather into the back room, she? Grandpa opened the closet and began to look for it, took out two very thick cotton trousers from inside, and handed it to Cheng Siqiao: "This is guaranteed to be warm. You will send it to him soon. !"

"Okay." Cheng Siqiao happily took the cotton trousers from Grandpa's hand, and raised his foot to go to his room.

Grandpa followed her? Behind her, nagging nonstop.

"You guys, young people, you only look after beautiful dresses, pursue fashion and trends, don't think about your own health at all."

"I found out when he walked in. I just didn't feel embarrassed to say it. You see? He is so skinny. He must be the kind of eating well? He only wears a thin coat. This is in Liaocheng. How can you spend the winter? No? It's strange to be sick!"

The old man? The more he talked, the more excited his family was, the volume went up a bit, and he asked Cheng Siqiao: "Siqiao, you can get in later? Tell him a lot!"

"Yes!" Cheng Siqiao looked at the cotton trousers in his hand and snickered.

Cheng Siqiao quietly opened the door of his room, poking out his head carefully, and Xie Chen just woke up.

He sat leaning on the head of the bed, don't you? Know? Is it because of sleep, the top few buttons of the low-collar shirt on his body were unbuttoned, revealing the delicate collarbone and fair skin.

Cheng Siqiao just glanced at him secretly, his face flushed.

However, Xie Chen didn't realize it. Like a okay person?, he brushed his hair casually, and his eyes fell on her? "What's in your hand?"

Cheng Siqiao stayed on the spot for a few seconds, walked over and handed out the cotton trousers in his hand, and started to make up a lie, "My grandfather said you wear too little, let me bring this to you."

Xie Chen frowned: "Give it to me?"

"Right?, the winter in Liaocheng is very cold. My grandfather said that you wear too little." Cheng Siqiao continued to make up, "and he is still talking. If you don't wear it, he will be angry with you. NS."

"Tell you first, isn't my grandfather's temper? Very good, if you don't? Listen to him, he would say he will beat you again!"

Xie Chen: "..."

Why is this something wrong? Right? Jin.

"He really said that?"

"Really." Cheng Siqiao widened his eyes to express his sincerity to Xie Chen, "That's what my grandfather said."

"Don't think too much." Cheng Siqiao waved his hand, "Is it? I asked him to give it to you, he asked me to give it to you."

Xie Chen: "..."

Xie Chen: I just listened to you lying quietly.

Seeing that Xie Chen didn't speak, Cheng Siqiao put the cotton trousers into his hands directly: "Am I like that kind of person who is kind to you?"

"Okay." Xie Chen pretended to say, "Then I will go out and personally talk to your grandson? Thanks, thank him for caring about me so much."

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

"Isn't it necessary?" She smirked at Xie Chen with her temper, "Isn't my grandpa too talkative."

Xie Chen: "..."

Can Cheng Siqiao find another suitable topic, his eyes are drawn to the **** of Xie Chen's chest again, and his mind starts to start? So that I can get it up, he asks indiscriminately?: "Sleep? How about?"

"pretty good."

"Dreaming?"

"no."

"Is my bed still comfortable?"

"......?"

"What the **** are you talking about?" Xie Chen looked at her questioningly.

"I want to say." Cheng Siqiao pointed at Xie Chen's neckline carefully, "The collar of your dress is open."

Xie Chen glanced down? He ignored the clothes, but moved closer to her? The voice was hoarse? Somewhat sexy, and asked her?: "So, does it look good?"

"..." Cheng Siqiao pretended to be calm, "Who is watching? You! I just kindly remind you!"

"Really?" Xie Chen raised his eyebrows?.

"You are less narcissistic, I don't want to watch? How about you." Cheng Siqiao didn't? Replied willingly, turning around and walking out: "I'm out."

Xie Chen looked at her back and licked her back teeth, and laughed in a low voice.

Xie Chen felt better after waking up. He sat on the edge of the bed and took the two cotton trousers to himself. After looking in front of him for five minutes, he finally slipped on him in submission.

He went out of the room, Cheng Siqiao was sitting on a stool at the dinner table, choosing food.

Grandpa Cheng Siqiao? Seeing his pants, he came over and patted his shoulder with satisfaction: "That's right? Well! Boy, you have to remember that the body is the most important thing!"

"You young people now? Are you always disgusted with these pants? Are they good-looking? But when we were young, we didn't have this kind of pants? Wear them!"

Cheng Siqiao heard the right words, turned to look at him, and laughed.

"Xie Chen, I think? You should change into another coat."

"Change what?"

"Just when I first met you in Lactose, Lu Qifeng wore that one."

"The red tights with enlarged Wang Tsai's head, matched with your pick pants——" Cheng Siqiao made up this scene, couldn't help but laugh, and gave her a thumbs up, "The new generation of spirit guys are you !"

"..."

Xie Chen glanced at him, too lazy to quarrel with her.

After Cheng Siqiao laughed enough, he went back to choose dishes and said to Xie Chen?: "Oh, right? My grandma said, leave us here for dinner tonight."

A large bowl of green vegetables was placed on the table next to her, and it looked pretty good. Xie Chen walked over and wanted to praise him, but after he saw the movements in Cheng Siqiao's hands, he was forced to live. I held back the words of praise.

——The part that should be thrown in the trash can is placed in a small basin next to it, instead of lying in the trash can where it should be thrown.

Xie Chen: "..."

His first thought was absolutely? No? Let Cheng Siqiao cook.

It is a waste of food.

Cheng Siqiao was about to throw her out of her? Don’t you think she could throw the part in the trash can? Xie Chen stood behind her, leaned down and stopped her movements, from her hands. Rescue the poor pile of vegetables.

"Throw it down again, you won't have anything to eat tonight."

Cheng Siqiao felt the temperature on his back, and realized that the two people's movements were too ambiguous, and his face blushed again, and he hurriedly got out of his seat, complaining: "I know I'm picking my fault. proceed if you can."

The corner of Xie Chen's eyes was raised, and he sat directly on the stool Cheng Siqiao was sitting on. His slender fingers were particularly conspicuous among the green vegetables. Shouldn’t it matter? Slowly said to Cheng Siqiao, “I’ll come when I come. No? What's the hard thing."

Cheng Siqiao fled to sit beside her grandmother.

Grandma turned her head to look? Seeing that Xie Chen was helping choosing vegetables, she reached out and poked Cheng Siqiao's forehead: "Why are you so lazy, let the family do your work."

"I'm not lazy." Cheng Siqiao didn't even look at it? Xie Chen gave him a glance, "He himself? Is willing to do it."

Cheng Siqiao’s grandfather and grandmother have a good impression of Xie Chen. During the meal, grandma put some food in Xie Chen’s bowl and asked him with a smile: "Xie Chen, you and Si Qiao are classmates? Ah, how did you do before? Haven't seen you yet?"

Cheng Siqiao rushed to answer: "Grandma, is he my new classmate after transferring?"

"Are from Nancheng?" Grandma Cheng Siqiao asked?

"Yeah." Xie Chen nodded, "No? I lived here for a while when I was young, and my grandfather also lived here."

"Well, this time is also to come here during the Spring Festival? Did you come back after looking at Grandpa?"

"No? All." Xie Chen put down the chopsticks in his hand, Yu Guang glanced at Cheng Siqiao, as if deliberately told her to listen, "A friend said to go back to Liaocheng, I don't want to watch it for the entire vacation "Don't you see her?" I followed back."

Cheng Siqiao's hand movement suddenly stopped, and he looked up at Xie Chen.

During the period of review at the end of the term, Xie Chen asked her whether she would stay in Nancheng during the holidays.

Still asked her? Do you want to go back to Nancheng early.

So Xie Chen...is it for her? Did he come back with him?

After dinner, Xie Chen insisted on sending Cheng Siqiao home.

Cheng Siqiao walked in front to play in the snow, leaning down from time to time to get a handful of snow from the side of the road, holding it into a snowball in his hand, and then throwing it out.

Xie Chen followed her? Behind.

When he was walking downstairs to Cheng Siqiao's house, Xie Chen suddenly called Cheng Siqiao.

"Cheng Siqiao."

"Huh?" Cheng Siqiao's face was flushed with cold, and she wore the woolen knitted hat that her grandmother had forcibly buttoned on her head just now. There was some snow on it, and she lifted the last snowball in her hand to wear it. Pretending to be thrown on him, he arrogantly replied, "What do you call this lady?"

Xie Chen walked to her? In front of her, raised his hand and brushed her? The snow on her shoulders and hat, staring at her?: "Do you have anything you want to be right? What am I saying?"

A trace of panic flashed in Cheng Siqiao's eyes.

Her first reaction was that in the afternoon, did Xie Chen hear what she said.

"What?" She? Pretending to be a fool?, "Why do I want to be right? You say it?"

"Really?" Xie Chen's voice was much lower, "to be honest?"

"Okay." Cheng Siqiao was defeated, "Yes."

"No? Ever you really want me to say it?"

"Say." In Xie Chen's eyes, there was a little more expectation.

"All right." Cheng Siqiao nodded and hit the snowball to the ground, "I want to eat candied haws."

"It's our elementary school? The candied haws sold by the old grandfather at the door."

"It's sour and sweet, so delicious."

"Xie Chen, the more I talk about it, the more I want to eat, what should I do?"

Xie Chen: "?"

I've been waiting for so long, so you tell me this?