Mr.Zhong, you have to be responsible for me

He grew up with his grandparents. Both old people pay great attention to health preservation. In the eyes of the old people, instant noodles are unhealthy and can't be eaten.

They hardly let Xu Jingzheng eat this food.

When I was young, the children around me were eating, and Xu Jingzheng wanted to eat.

So after stealing several times and feeling that the taste was the same, I stopped eating.

When he grew up, he seldom ate this unless he had to.

But coincidentally, when he came home and passed the convenience store the day before yesterday, he was worried that he would be hungry if he stayed up late at night. He bought a big bag.

It's still in the cupboard. It hasn't moved.

He took out two bags, washed a handful of vegetables, sliced ham and took two eggs.

One pan is boiling noodles, and the other pan is frying eggs.

Fry the eggs until medium rare and turn off the heat.

Turn around and take out two big bowls. Divide a pot of noodles into two bowls, and then put one of the two eggs in a bowl.

He walked out of the kitchen with a bowl in one hand. He smelled the smell of the bell. He had got up late to welcome him, "I'll bring one."

"Hot, sit down."

The bell didn't insist late, so he returned to his position and sat down.

Put one bowl of noodles in front of her and the other in the position opposite her. Xu Jingzheng turned and went back to the kitchen.

When he came out again, he had a plate of pickles in his hand.

At the moment, the bell was completely shocked by the instant noodles.

Although Su Mian cooks well and sets the dishes beautifully, she hardly gives instant noodles to the clock late.

In her words, "there are so many delicious food at home. Why don't you want to eat that?"

Therefore, every time she wanted to eat at the clock night, she secretly gave it to her.

Her five fingers don't touch the spring water, and her cooking level can be imagined.

That is to boil the water, then put the flour under it, add seasoning, cook it for a while and pick it up.

This is the boiled instant noodles in her eyes.

But at the moment, looking at the instant noodles cooked by Xu Jingzheng, she knew that the pigs probably didn't want to eat her own noodles.

Seeing the kimchi he put in front of him, the bell sounded late and suddenly felt that Xu Jingzheng was a good eater.

You're welcome. The bell is late, holding chopsticks in one hand and spoon in the other hand. First drink a mouthful of soup.

Well, it's delicious.

Have another bite of noodles. Well, it's delicious.

Then take another bite of the egg. It tastes good.

Then another mouthful of green vegetables and ham, and finally another mouthful of kimchi

yummy!

Sitting opposite her, Xu Jingzheng couldn't help asking, "didn't you have enough at night?"

"I'm not full," said the bell late. "I haven't always liked the food in that restaurant."

"Is the noodles delicious?"

"Delicious."

That's how the bell tolls in the evening. Whether she is good for people or things, good is good, bad is bad, and love and hate are clear.

Just like to him, even if she hated him before, she still thought of him in her heart, thinking that he couldn't let him go, so she immediately turned back in the face of his turning back.

She has read a passage before. Her life is only a few decades in the world. When she meets a person she likes, she will love. Even if she doesn't love, she won't regret this human time.

Fortunately, she is not in love.

Xu Jingzheng's feelings for her have always been known in her heart.

However, he was carrying a heavy responsibility and the pressure of life, and she could understand his helplessness and trade-offs.

She once thought, if the same thing happened to her, what choice would she make?

The last choice is to be like him.

When a person is cornered, he first wants to protect his closest people.

Between her and his grandfather, Xu Jingzheng chose his grandfather.

This is filial piety and human nature.

Grandpa raised him up, and he should serve him when he grows old.

And how could the feelings between her and him for months be comparable to the kindness of grandpa to raise him?

In fact, the knot was opened a long time ago. The last time his grandfather died, she forgave him when she came to see him.

The night he had a fever, she stood by him. When she was in a coma, she couldn't help crying when she heard his voice hoarse calling "Grandpa".

Grandma and grandpa died one after another, and his mother didn't care about him

In this world, does he have no relatives anymore?

At that moment, she thought that she would never be angry with him again.

She just wanted him to get better and get back together.

But unexpectedly, he was still angry with him.

I want her to go as soon as I wake up. How can there be such an ungrateful bastard?

.......

Eating noodles, the bell rang late, sitting in a chair with a bulging stomach and watching Xu Jingzheng washing dishes in the kitchen.

Looking at it, she couldn't help being infatuated with flowers.

He is very tall. Standing in front of the low kitchen table, he has an uncoordinated beauty.

His sleeves were half rolled, revealing his wheat colored forearms.

The kitchen light was orange and fell on him. It dyed a halo on his back and softened his cold temperament.

At the end of the bell, there was a sudden impulse in his body to go over and hold him.

But endure again and again, was forced down by her.

He caught up with her so easily, didn't she suffer a lot?

I think she chased him for a long time.

When Xu Jingzheng washed the bowl and came out, he saw that there was something wrong in his eyes when the bell sounded late. He said he was infatuated and had a little resentment

Raised his feet to her, he looked down at her, "what's the matter?"

The clock evening took back his sight, stood up from the chair and changed the topic, "what time is it?"

Xu Jingzheng raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "It's half past eleven."

"Ah, it's half past eleven?" the clock lifted his feet and left late. "I have to go back."

Xu Jingzheng followed, "I'll see you off."

"You don't have to send it. I sleep with my grandparents tonight."

As she spoke, she entered the living room, went to the sofa, took her bag, changed her shoes and left.

Xu Jingzheng took the key, changed his shoes and followed her out of the yard.

They went out of the alley one after another. The bell stopped late and looked back at him. "Go back. It's not far from North Lane. I'll go back by myself."

Xu Jingzheng ignored her and walked straight ahead.

Seeing him insist, the bell didn't refuse again late, and followed him silently.

The night view of Beicheng is charming, with neon flashing everywhere.

They walked slowly along the sidewalk. From time to time, a taxi stopped by the roadside and asked them if they wanted to take a bus.

After walking for a few minutes, the clock suddenly stopped late.

Xu Jingzheng, who was walking in front of him, immediately turned back when he heard that there was no movement behind him. When he saw that he stood there motionless and looked at his bell, he thought something had happened. He immediately turned and walked over.

Stop in front of her and look down at her, "what's the matter?"

The bell tooted its mouth at night, "I can't walk."

Deep black eyes quietly looked at her for a few seconds, Xu Jingzheng suddenly smiled.

In the past, in school, after they were together, she cheated on him to recite every night after the self-study and make-up class.

Every time he carried her from upstairs to downstairs and put her down in a crowded place.

Thinking of the past, the expression on Xu Jingzheng's face unconsciously softened a bit.

He asked her softly, "hold or carry?"

His smile made his face hot, and the bell still cheekily said, "back."

Without saying a word, Xu Jingzheng immediately squatted down in front of her.

The bell fell on his back in the evening, and two thin white arms hugged Xu Jingzheng's neck.

His hand hooked her leg, and Xu Jingzheng steadily carried her up.

I haven't recited it for a long time. I think she is still very light. I haven't seen any meat for more than a year.

At first, it was OK. The bell rang late and lay down on him. She was about to fall at the mouth of BEIXIANG alley. She began to be dishonest.

Moving on his back, Xu Jingzheng had to stop and ask her, "what's the matter?"

"I seem to have been bitten by a mosquito on my neck."

Xu Jingzheng immediately put her down.

Bell night scratched his neck near the clavicle and shouted itch.

Xu Jingzheng leaned over, "let me help you."

When the bell rang late, he immediately released his hand, tilted his neck and showed him the place.

By the side of the street lamp, Xu Jingzheng really saw a red dot.

He raised his hand, touched it with his slender fingers, and then scratched it gently for her.

The clock sounded late and thought his action was too light. "Use your strength."

"No?"

"Well, it itches."

Xu Jingzheng's strength between his fingers was one point heavier, "what about this?"

"Well, comfortable."

At night, the bell narrowed his eyes and enjoyed, "why don't mosquitoes bite you?"

"I have thick skin."

The bell looked up at him at night, "how thick?"

Her words made Xu Jingzheng stop the action on his hand and looked at her with his eyes. The color of his eyes was a little deep.

He whispered to her, "want to touch?"

The bell didn't reply late, but licked the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and then gently said, "I want to bite."

The boy's eyes were a little deeper unconsciously.

He stretched out his hands, gently hooked her slender waist, gently rubbed his big palm across her clothes, and whispered to her, "where do you bite?"

Bell night suddenly raised his hand, put a hook around his neck and pulled him all over.

Then he stood on tiptoe and bit on his clavicle.

Just as she was lying on his back, she could just see his clavicle from her perspective.

Before, she thought Zhong Yisu's clavicle was very beautiful. Unexpectedly, just from this point of view, Xu Jingzheng's clavicle surprised her.

Happened to be bitten by a mosquito on the neck.

At the moment she bit, Xu Jingzheng couldn't help humming.

It's strong. It really hurts.

But soon, he felt her loosen her teeth and lick it with the tip of her tongue.

The tip of the warm little tongue licked her clavicle like this, making Xu Jingzheng's brain blank for a moment.

When he came back, the late bell lip had left his clavicle and kissed his Adam's apple all the way up.

The whole body is stiff again.

Xu Jingzheng took a deep breath, resisted the impulse to bring her to justice, held her slender shoulder in his big hand and pushed her away slightly.

But her lips left his Adam's apple. Xu Jingzheng looked at her. His always calm black eyes seemed to contain huge energy, like a fire, and his eyes were hot and hot.

"You..." as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse. "Don't make trouble."

"I didn't make trouble," he said innocently to the little hooligan who kissed and licked

Xu Jingzheng sighed and held her in his arms. "Did you deliberately torture me?

I didn't forgive him, so I deliberately tortured him.

But he knew he wouldn't do anything special to her.

"Who tortured you?" the little hooligan Zhong just didn't admit it. "He suddenly thought your clavicle was very beautiful..."

"Bite when you look good?"

"Did I bite you?"

"No..."

Great.

"Then take another bite?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Can't stand..."

"What can't stand it?"

“......”

Xu Jingzheng felt that the bad hooligan seemed to be back.