Chapter 48

The man was tall and well-proportioned, with some drops of water on his skin.

Xiang Siye was stunned: "Brother? Didn't you go out?"

Xiang Simiao's is not much different from Xiang Siye's, with a pair of phoenix eyes, enchanting and terrifying, those lips are a bit thinner than Xiang Siye's, just by looking at it, you can tell that it is a ruthless horn.

Brother Jing Yuwen remembered the red mark he saw on Xiang Siye before, and it was still shocking to think about it now. When he thought that Xiang Siye had depression and would be treated like this, he was so angry that he rushed forward. Question: "Are you Xiang Siye's brother?"

Xiang Simiao nodded.

Jing Yuwen looked up at him, with peach blossom eyes full of contempt and anger: "Why did you beat him? Do you know that corporal punishment of minors is against the law, and Xiang Siye has depression! You still beat him like that? ruthless,!"

"Hit him? Depression?"

Xiang Simiao glanced innocently at Xiang Siye who was behind Jing Yu Wen, and he probably understood something when he saw his brother's hands folded and bowed above his head.

His thin lips twitched, and he said with great interest, "Why? What's the matter with you when I hit my brother? What's your relationship with him?"

Jing Yuwen straightened his back and said confidently, "I'm his classmate!"

Xiang Simiao crossed his arms, leaned his body, and leaned his shoulders against the wall: "Classmate? What qualifications does a classmate have to take care of our family?"

It was the first time that Jing Yuwen saw such a shameless brother. He couldn't imagine how gloomy Xiang Siye's childhood was.

He frowned: "If you dare to bully Xiang Siye again in the future, I will definitely come to you to settle the account!"

Xiang Simiao chuckled: "So, you are our Xiao Xiang's boyfriend?"

Jing Yu Wenguang thought about how to make Xiang Siye's bastard brother stop bullying Xiang Siye in the future, and blurted out: "I am, what's wrong? I will cover Xiang Siye in the future!"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole family suddenly fell silent.

After a while, the bathroom door was opened again, and there was a coquettish sound inside.

"Brother Xiang, your kitty has been waiting for you for a long time."

A white calf stuck out the door, and then a man with cat ears, a collar around his neck, and a thin layer of maid uniform came out.

Jing Yuwen looked at this man with familiar eyes, but after only a few seconds, his eyes were blocked by Xiang Siye's hand, Xiang Siye stood behind him, one hand wrapped around his shoulder and the other Cover his eyes.

The man didn't know that someone else was at home. When these two boys came into his eyes, he froze. Death was impossible. He just wanted to pack up and move to outer space...

Xiang Siye whispered, "Why didn't you say anything when you brought the teacher back?"

Xiang Simiao said nothing: "You didn't say you were going to bring your boyfriend home."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and hugged the dead hero of the society - his own kitten, Mei Sheng said, "I've been waiting for a long time, baby."

Then he walked to the room next to the bathroom. When he turned his back to Jing Yuwen, Jing Yuwen saw that the back of his head was missing a piece of hair.

Jing Yuwen was shocked by the scene just now. He put it together several times in his mind. If he remembered correctly, the maid cat just now should be... his class teacher - Wen Qin!

Jing Yu Wen shyly pushed Xiang Siye's hand over his eyes away and swallowed: "Just now, that, is..."

Xiang Siye nodded: "Yes."

A mushroom cloud exploded in Jing Yuwen's heart, layer by layer, he pushed Xiang Siye's hand around his shoulder away, faced Xiang Siye, and said in a daze: "It's good, respect love. "

Xiang Siye raised his hand to rub his hair, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Come on, go to my room, I'll cut your hair for you."

Jing Yuwen nodded: "Well."

After being bombed just now, Jing Yuwen is already like a walking corpse, let alone being cut by Xiang Siye, even if he jumped off the second floor of Xiang Siye's house now, he would not feel the slightest.

In Xiang Siye's room, Xiang Siye put his schoolbag on the desk. Seeing that Jing Yuwen was motionless, he removed Jing Yuwen's schoolbag and put it on the desk. Then he found a piece of clothing and put it on the desk. On the bed: "You wear this one, take a shower after cutting your hair, and then replace it with a new one, it won't leave residue."

Jing Yuwen was still immersed in the shock just now, he took off his school uniform and the short sleeves inside the uniform, Xiang Siye sat on the chair in front of the desk, and lowered his head silently.

In the past, Su Yan used to cut Jing Yuwen's hair in her own bathroom. She casually covered her body with a disposable plastic sheet. The hair that fell on the plastic sheet was directly packed and thrown away, and the small debris that fell on the ground was washed away. .

Jing Yu Wen said indifferently, "Let's go."

Xiang Siye raised his eyes: "Where are you going?"

Jing Yuwen said, "Go to the bathroom to get your hair cut."

Xiang Siye smiled and got up: "No, cut it here."

With that said, he walked out of the bedroom, Jing Yuwen sat on the bed and waited, digesting the scene he just saw. After two or three minutes, he came in with a soft cloth and various hair-cutting tools.

He put things on the desk: "According to the rules of the barber shop, I have to wash your hair."

Jing Yuwen swallowed: "I'm afraid you will take the opportunity to drown me."

Xiang Siye smiled: "No, brother, come with me."

Xiang Siye picked up the chair in front of the desk and walked into the bathroom, joking aside, Jing Yuwen followed.

Xiang Siye put the chair in front of the sink and stood aside: "Sit here, head back, and I'll wash your hair."

The posture of tilting his head back was really insecure for Jing Yuwen. He was afraid that someone would take the opportunity to sneak up on his neck, so he subconsciously covered his neck: "You promise not to touch my neck."

Xiang Siye smiled: "I, um!"

Jing Yuwen sat down with peace of mind.

The boy's head was leaned back in the sink, and the Adam's apple was particularly obvious at the neck. The collar he was wearing was a bit large, and the two clear and deep collarbones were particularly attractive. He glanced at Siye, his eyes panicked. Moved to Jing Yuwen's hair, he put a handful of warm water in both hands to wet Jing Yuwen's hair, and gently massaged Jing Yuwen's scalp so that the warm water would wet Jing Yuwen's entire head .

It was quite comfortable, Jing Yuwen slowly closed his eyes, and let Xiang Siye "clean up" his head arbitrarily.

Jing Yuwen suddenly remembered that Fan Jia said that the music teacher had a piece of hair missing from the back of his head. When Xiang Simiao turned around, he happened to see a piece missing from the back of Xiang Simiao's head, and then thought of what Fan Jia said about the music teacher and Xiang Simiao. Siye looked a bit like him, an idea flashed in his mind, so he asked, "Xiang Gou, is your brother the music teacher at our school?"

At this time, the boy's hair was already full of foam. Hearing this, the boy's hand gently kneading the boy's hair suddenly paused, and then continued: "Yes."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen suddenly felt that something had touched his Adam's apple lightly. In an instant, all the hairs on his body stood up, he covered his neck with both hands, and opened his eyes suddenly: "Didn't you say not to touch my neck? ?"

Xiang Siye said nothing: "Huh? Did you meet it? I don't feel it."

Jing Yuwen rolled his eyes and refused to close them again.

After flushing the foam, Xiang Siye took a new towel from the bathroom cabinet and put it on Jing Yuwen's head. Jing Yuwen raised his hand and pressed the towel to stand up, wiped it on his head a few times, and then He pushed Xiang Siye's waist with his knee.

Xiang Siye smiled: "Why? I really didn't feel it just now."

This is obviously guilty of being a thief. This guy did it on purpose. Jing Yuwen muttered, "I didn't say why I was against you, but you explained it first."

Xiang Siye's bedroom was relatively empty. He moved the chair in the middle of the empty space, let Jing Yuwen sit down, and then picked up the cloth and covered it over Jing Yuwen. Knot.

Jing Yuwen was worried about his hair at first, but when he saw Xiang Siye skillfully using various haircut tools and making careful movements, he felt that he was thinking too much.

After half an hour, Xiang Siye put down his tools and untied the cloth covering Jing Yuwen's body: "Okay, let's go look in the mirror, take a shower, and wash off the scum on your body."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen got up and walked to the bathroom. His hairstyle in the mirror was the same as before, but it was shorter than before. It seemed that Xiang Siye's craftsmanship was not bad.

Xiang Siye walked in with a clean suit of clothes, and hung the clothes on the hanger: "Let's put it on after taking a shower."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "Thank you."

When Jing Yuwen was taking a bath, he washed his hair again in order to get rid of the residue on his hair. When his hand touched the back of his head, he always felt that the bottom part near his neck was missing, so he quickly finished the bath. , blow-drying her hair, and ran to her desk to rummage for her phone.

Xiang Siye had already cleaned up all the remaining strands of hair. He was half lying on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, and asked, "How is it, are you satisfied, brother?"

Jing Yuwen took out his phone from his schoolbag, ran back to the bathroom without answering, turned on his phone to take a selfie, and took a few pictures of the back of his head with the mirror.

Sure enough, there was a piece of hair missing from the back of his head, like a hole!

It's okay to poke him in the neck, and cut a hole for him to come out. This time, the uncle and aunt couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed out of the bathroom, jumped on the bed, pressed Xiang Siye on the bed, and sat on Xiang Siye's body. Hands around his neck: "To the dead dog! Didn't you fucking say you cut it well?"

Xiang Siye's lips moved, and he put the photo in front of Xiang Siye before Xiang Siye refuted it.

Xiang Siye admitted and smiled: "Good brother, I'm sorry, I'm not a professional."

Jing Yuwen thought of Wen Qin's bangs and the back of Xiang Simiao's head, and asked, "Did you gnaw on the hair of the head teacher and your brother?"

Xiang Siye nodded: "Compared to them, you are already very good."

Jing Yuwen:  …

It's no wonder that Xiang Simiao chased after Xiang Siye and beat him, but it was true that Jing Yuwen's hair was only missing a small piece at the back, which was actually harmless.

Xiang Siye raised the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't seem like you sit on top of me, but I don't mind you sitting all the time, if you want."

Jing Yuwen realized that he was sitting on Xianggou now, he rolled over and jumped out of bed: "How do you sleep tonight?"

Xiang Siye sat up straight: "I sleep in the guest room, you sleep here."

Jing Yuwen pouted: "Oh."

Xiang Siye stood up, and when he walked to the door of the bedroom, he looked back and chuckled: "Brother, you are blushing."