"This is for you."

Chuzheng took out the phone in the bag and handed it to Xi Jing.

Xi Jing shook his head nervously: "I can't ask for it, it's too expensive..."

"Just hold it for you." Chu Zheng rudely plugged him in his hand, and said impatiently: "If you don't, you can throw it away."

Xi Jing's eyes widened slightly.

Of course it is impossible for Xi Jing to throw it away. He looked at Chuzheng a few times, and finally put the box away, and went to get the dinner out neatly.

"Eat... for dinner."

Chu Zheng sat on the small bench, Xi Jing arranged the dishes for her and sat on the other side.

The millet porridge cooked by Xi Jing was fried with two green vegetables.

The millet porridge is thick and fragrant.

Seeing that Chuzheng didn't dislike him, Xi Jing lowered his head to drink porridge with confidence.

"You live here alone?"

Xi Jing nodded: "Yeah."

"where is your family?"

Xi Jing paused for several seconds, shook his head, and whispered: "I have no family."

Chu Zheng reached out and rubbed his head: "Did you rent this house or yours?"

Xi Jing said slowly: "I... my grandpa left it to me."

Leave it to him, that means he may be dead.

The good guy card is so pitiful.

-

After Chuzheng finished his meal, he got the information about Xi Jing from the Wangzhehao.

When Xi Jing's mother was in high school, she was deceived and then became pregnant with her.

After giving birth to Xi Jing, his mother left and never came back.

Xi Jing grew up with his grandfather when he was young.

It's a pity that grandpa is in poor health and can't make much money, so he can only make ends meet.

Not long ago, his grandfather was ill. Xi Jing owed a lot of money to treat his grandfather. After his death, he didn't study, so he worked everywhere to earn money and pay back.

Xi Jing is not yet eighteen and can only do some scattered work.

When Xi Jing could borrow the money, he had to lose the drunkard's introduction.

But is that drunkard kind?

Of course he wasn't at ease, but Xi Jing went to the doctor in a hurry, and didn't even think about the drunkard's idea.

Until the money owed more and more, he still couldn't pay it.

The creditor brought someone to the door to ask for money, but Xi Jin couldn't make it. Finally, the drunkard gave Xi Jin an idea and introduced him to a bar.

Of course Xi Jing was unwilling, but in the end it wasn't whether he was willing or not, it was the other party who forced him to go.

The next thing is nothing more than the opponent's persecution, Xi Jin resists and struggles, and finally Xi Jin turns black...

The timeline is quite early now.

As long as Xi Jin is prevented from being bullied, he should not be blackened.

After Xi Jing finished washing the dishes, he came over slowly.

"Do you... want to live here?" Xi Jing probably wanted to ask when Chu Zheng would leave, but in the end, I wonder if it was because of his thin skin, so he didn't ask.

Chuzheng didn't even plan to leave.

The good guy card is so weak, of course it needs personal protection!

"Can't live here?"

"Yes, yes. You don't want to dislike it..." Xi Jing's face flushed: "After that, you will sleep on the bed and I will be on the floor."

"Ok."

"I'll go and clean up."

Xi Jing walked away with his head down.

Chuzheng sat for a while, and went over the information given to her by the King.

After she sorted out the materials, she looked to the other side of the room. The boy was sorting out the things she bought today, folding them one by one and putting them in the closet.

The closet was also vacated, and Chu Zheng's clothes were hung in it.

It seems that I have to buy a wardrobe.

The house is a bit small, but Chuzheng didn't plan to change it.

Xi Jing stepped on the plastic stool, tiptoe to put other things on the top of the closet, the clothes pulled upwards, revealing a thin waistline.

His skin is very white and his waistline is beautiful. If he were not that thin, he would look better.

It seems to be well nurtured, otherwise the hug is all bones, the experience is too bad.

The plastic stool that Xi Jing stepped on didn't know how much it served. One leg suddenly clicked and the whole stool fell to one side.

The person on the stool shook his body and fell directly aside.

There was nothing to grab nearby, and Xi Jing panicked and closed his eyes subconsciously.

However, the pain did not come, the waist was hugged, and the cold and elegant fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose.

The juvenile's eyelashes trembled a few times, like a butterfly wing about to flutter. He opened his eyes slightly, and there was a bit of horror in his eyes.

Chuzheng's face was reflected in his pupils, and the boy even forgot to blink, so he looked at her with determination.

Chu Zheng caught him from below, the young man leaned half of his body in Chu Zheng's arms, his waist was firmly supported by his hands.

Chu Zheng could only be thankful that the house was not big, otherwise she couldn't win, so she could only watch him fall to the ground.

It seems that it is correct not to change houses!

Xi Jing stood up in a panic, his first reaction was to apologize: "Yes... I'm sorry."

Chu Zheng didn't let go of him, but just made him stand firmly with his arms still around him. Xi Jing wanted to retreat, but had nowhere to retreat. He stood stiff, his face turned from white to red.

"Apologize for what?" Chuzheng was inexplicable.

Xi Jing's eyes hung down, and he whispered, "I'm causing you trouble..."

You are a troublemaker.

Chu Zheng sighed from the bottom of his heart: "You should say thank you, not sorry."

Xi Jing buried his head even lower: "Thank you."

Chu Zheng raised his hand to touch his head and let go of him: "Be careful next time."

"……Ok."

Xi Jing breathed a sigh of relief and took two steps back. The heat on his face was blown by the wind and gradually dissipated.

Chuzheng picked up the clothes he hadn't put on earlier, found a stool and stepped on it again.

"Can you get it?" After Chu Zheng finished flying, thinking of this question, he lowered his head and asked Xi Jing.

Xi Jing nodded: "I can step on the stool..."

Chuzheng interrupted him: "What should I do if I fall? I can't catch you every time."

The heat that just dissipated on Xi Jing's face returned with a bang again, and the roots of his ears were hot.

Chu Zheng took off his clothes: "Hang them up."

Xi Jing looked at the clothes hanging in the closet, hesitated and said, "Your clothes..."

"Dislike hung with my clothes?"

"..."

Where did Xi Jing mean this? He was afraid of staining her clothes.

"Hurry up." Chuzheng said fiercely: "If you dare to put it on top, I will throw you out."

"..." Xi Jing's expression was slightly stiff, and he whispered: "But this is my home."

Chu Zheng's eyes narrowed: "What did you say?"

Xi Jing blinked his eyes, met Chu Zheng's fierce eyes, shook his head decisively, and hung his clothes into the closet neatly.

Chu Zheng bought two sets of clothes, but Xi Jing had more clothes. After hanging them in, the wardrobe that was empty just now was full in an instant.

Chu Zheng pointed to the clothes under the closet: "Throw away all those clothes and don't pile them up to occupy space."

"You can still wear..." These are all winter clothes. Throw them away. What does he wear in winter?

Chu Zheng raised his hand and raised his head: "I will buy you a new one in the future, be good."

Xi Jing: "..."

Xi Jing didn't want to throw it.

Chuzheng's expression was fierce, the young man suddenly shrank his head, and pitifully took out his clothes, folded them one by one, and then took them out.