When Cheng Wan woke up in the morning, he felt a headache.

He stood up and looked around, and found that the clothes and pants were neatly arranged on the cabinet. He reached out and grabbed the clothes, and found that they were definitely not in a shape that he could fold.

He looked down at his pajamas, moved his eyes downward, and then looked at his pants...

Depend on.

The sky on the weekend was clear and blue, and the sun was particularly bright.

In the small garden, Qiao Zhengyang was holding a basketball and practicing tricks. Seeing Cheng Wan come out of the room, he shouted: "Brother Wan, let's play ball."

"Headache." Cheng Wang said casually: "I don't want to go."

"What's the matter with you? Your face is so swollen?"

"I was a little drunk last night."

"No, you can even get drunk on a blind date."

"It's not a blind date." Cheng Wan looked at his face in the floor-to-ceiling window and asked casually: "Did you send me into the house yesterday?"

Qiao Zhengyang stopped spinning the basketball and said blankly: "I don't even know when you will come back."

At this time, Yin Zhiyao walked out of the door.

She was wearing a light pink jacket, and the big hat on the back looked a bit like a magic robe. She was holding a plastic bottle filled with water in her hand, squatting down to take care of her succulents.

Under the sun, her skin was so tender that it looked like water could be squeezed out of it.

Seeing her, Cheng Wan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Good morning, kid."

"Brother, your face is so swollen." Yin Zhiyao glanced at Cheng Wan: "It feels like you were beaten."

At this time, some scattered fragments flashed in Cheng Wan's mind——

"Gou sister, did you help me into the house yesterday?"

Yin Zhiyao said nonchalantly: "That's right."

"You...changed my clothes?"

"You're already vomiting. I can't let you sleep in dirty clothes!" Yin Zhiyao had already prepared his words, so he was extra calm: "You're welcome."

Cheng Wang rubbed his hair, but he didn't remember that he had vomited.

Thinking of that uncertain scene, he took advantage of Qiao Zhengyang's break to go to the backyard, walked up to the little girl, leaned close to her, and asked in a low voice: "Did you... kiss me again?"

Yin Zhiyao:???

Don't bring such porcelain!

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At this time, there was the sound of a car passing by in the front yard. Cheng Wang turned around and saw a black car parked in front of his house.

It's grandpa's car.

He didn't have time to say anything more, straightened his collar, walked through the path shaded by banana leaves, and walked towards the front yard.

Yin Zhiyao and Qiao Zhengyang were very curious about Cheng Wan's grandfather who rarely showed up, so they lay down by the hedge in the backyard and secretly watched towards the front yard.

Mr. Cheng is over seventy years old, with gray hair on his temples. He wears a wooden crutch carved with a dragon, but he is still tall, strong and energetic. Qiao Zhengyang said that it may be related to his early career in the army.

Cheng Wangbi greeted the old man respectfully and was ready to help him. Who would have thought that as soon as he walked over, the old man hit him on the back with a cane.

The dull sound was heard even in the backyard.

Cheng Wan's figure obviously tilted to one side, and he gritted his teeth gently, holding back the numb pain in his back.

Yin Zhiyao covered his mouth, looked at Qiao Zhengyang in surprise, and asked with his mouth: "Does he get beaten often?"

"How can it be."

Qiao Zhengyang obviously found it incredible.

That kid Cheng Wan has always been regarded as "other people's children" in the eyes of parents and teachers. Mr. Cheng is also a cultured and reasonable person. Besides, the Cheng family is such an independent one, so he can really do this.

He guessed in a low voice: "Did Brother Wang fail in his blind date last night?"

Yin Zhiyao thought for a moment and said, "After drinking, I was still fistfighting with Xu Ruotong."

Qiao Zhengyang:......

That should be beaten.

Mr. Cheng walked into the house, and Cheng Wang followed him respectfully. His serious and obedient look was completely unlike the frivolous and joking manner in front of her.

Cheng Wan raised his eyes and saw Yin Zhiyao and Qiao Zhengyang lying beside the fence, and glanced at her.

Yin Zhiyao understood and pulled Qiao Zhengyang away.

Qiao Zhengyang originally wanted to see Cheng Wan get beaten, as it was a rare sight in a hundred years, but Yin Zhiyao grabbed his collar and pulled him away.

Cheng Wan wanted to save face so much, so he definitely didn't want others to see him being beaten.

Yin Zhiyao went back to his room and lay by the window doing homework.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that Mr. Cheng's car slowly left.

Yin Zhiyao hurried to the cupboard, dug out Qiao Zhengyang's skateboard, and went to the backyard of Cheng Huan's house.

Cheng Wan happened to be standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. When he saw Yin Zhiyao, he walked out.

Yin Zhiyao looked inside the room and made sure no one was there, then asked in a low voice: "Brother Cheng Wang, have you been beaten?"

"Care about me?" Cheng Wan still smiled heartlessly, as if the person who had just been beaten was not him.

"You can still laugh."

"Otherwise, do you want me to cry to you?"

Seeing that he was talking, laughing and joking, Yin Zhiyao finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt as much as your beating."

Yin Zhiyao curled his lips and said, "I was beaten because... I was drinking and boxing with my date?"

"Well, it wasn't just drinking and boxing." Cheng Wan put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "I also lost money."

Yin Zhiyao:......

Knowing that he was talking nonsense, Yin Zhiyao stopped asking any more questions.

Cheng Wan has a deep mind, and he can't find out the things he doesn't want others to know no matter how much he asks.

Cheng Wan saw her holding Qiao Zhengyang's skateboard and said, "Does Qiao Zhengyang agree to you playing with his skateboard?"

"Well, he has to agree."

"Why?"

"Because he's afraid of getting beaten."

Cheng Wan curled his lips and said, "Do you want your brother to skateboard with you?"

"May I?"

"Did you finish your homework?"

"It's finished!"

"I haven't written it yet."

"oh."

Yin Zhiyao exited the small garden knowingly: "Then you do your homework and I won't disturb you!"

Cheng Wan watched the little girl leave in a sensible manner. Before she entered, he finally stopped her: "Come back."

Yin Zhiyao turned around and saw him taking out the hidden skateboard from under the banana leaf, and said with a smile: "Compared with homework, it is more important to spend time with my dog ​​girl."

...

There is a bicycle path around the lake with a downward slope in the community. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sparkling lake and the breeze blows the willow branches.

Cheng Wang put his hands behind his back and skated in front of him.

Yin Zhiyao followed him, maintaining his balance with difficulty, and was still able to catch up with him smoothly.

The two of them were speeding along the lakeside, one behind the other.

Originally, she was worried about Cheng Wan not doing his homework, but then she thought about it. If you, a rookie from the bottom of the grade, were worried about being the first in grade, it would be too much to worry about.

There was a steep slope ahead. After Cheng Wang went down the slope, he turned back and shouted to Yin Zhiyao: "Gou sister, stop following me. Stop."

However, he seemed to have underestimated Yin Zhiyao's speed. When Yin Zhiyao wanted to step on the brakes, the skateboard had already taken her down the ramp.

Yin Zhiyao exclaimed.

The faster and faster speed made her heart race, and she panicked and shouted: "Help!"

"Press the brake."

"I can't stop!"

Cheng Wang threw away his skateboard and blocked it in the middle of the road.

The moment the little girl passed by him, he caught her suddenly and took her down to the lawn on the side of the road. He rolled several times before he regained control of his inertia.

Cheng Wan protected her head with both arms and pushed her head into his arms to avoid being hurt.

The rolling stopped, and Yin Zhiyao did not feel any pain. He only heard a dull groan from the boy under him.

His body was as hot as a soldering iron, pressing against her tightly. Yin Zhiyao didn't dare to move even more, as if he was paralyzed and unconscious.
To be continued...