Xia Muxiu wrapped the ice cubes in a soft towel and gently applied it to Han Jiazhi's red and swollen area.

She asked, "What's the deal with this slap print?" ”

Stimulated by the ice cubes, Han Jiazhi sobered up a lot, and she replied lazily: "My mother found out that my dad had an illegitimate child outside, so she was in a bad mood today." ”

"And then she hit you?"

"Then I suggested that she go out and give birth to one too, so that the two of them would be even."

“…… Auntie didn't eat, why did she start so lightly? ”

Han Jiazhi looked at Xia Muxiu with one eye half-open: "Tsk, Xia Muxiu, you are my person, shouldn't you hold grievances for me?" ”

Xia Muxiu said lightly: "I have always been right about things and not people. ”

Han Jiazhi brushed away Xia Muxiu's hand and muttered sleepily, "I'm going to sleep." ”

Seeing this, Xia Muxiu didn't say much, and after packing up his things, he turned off the lights and left the room.

She drank a large glass of water with a dry mouth, then walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. The table was full of books and homework books spread out, and she picked up the pen again and continued to write her homework.

At noon the next day, Han Jiazhi opened her eyes sleepily, and after looking around, she picked up her mobile phone and glanced at the time, only to find that it was now three poles in the morning.

When she got out of bed, she walked to the window and opened the curtains, and the harsh sunlight made her wake up a lot.

Han Jiazhi walked to the bathroom familiarly, picked up his toiletries and began to wash his face and brush his teeth.

Xia Muxiu left her a note and a breakfast, but Han Jiazhi, who was hungover, didn't have much of an appetite. Xia Muxiu also expected a little, and left medicine on the table in the living room early.

No one is more attentive than Xia Muxiu, so every time Han Jiazhi gets drunk, he will call Xia Muxiu.

It used to be more frequent, but after Han Jiazhi's alcohol consumption increased, there was rarely such a situation.

This apartment is a property owned by her mother Han, Xia Muxiu was ostracized in the school dormitory, and Han Jiazhi let Xia Muxiu live in this apartment in order not to affect the progress of his studies.

How to say that Xia Muxiu can be regarded as half of her teacher, and it is natural to wrap it up.

Speaking of teachers, Xia Muxiu was the first choice in her heart at that time, but she was not the first classmate to tutor her.

Xia Muxiu, who came from a small place in the poor countryside, entered a first-class high school with excellent grades and children from rich families. Being excluded and blinded was expected, Han Jiazhi thought that as long as she threw an olive branch to Xia Muxiu, Xia Muxiu would definitely grasp it firmly.

But who would have thought that she would be very arrogant in refusing.

Han Jiazhi, who grew up like a star and moon since he was a child, was rejected for the first time, and then under Han Jiazhi's instructions, Xia Muxiu had a difficult time.

It wasn't until Han Jiazhi felt bored that he stopped this childish revenge.

Although Xia Muxiu is the first choice in Han Jiazhi's heart, Han Jiazhi does not have to be her.

Han Jiazhi found a classmate ranked second in her grade to tutor her in her studies, and since then, Han Jiazhi's grades have been hovering in the top ten of her grade.

Until one day, Xia Muxiu took the initiative to come to her and brought up the matter of counseling again for the first time.

Han Jiazhi looked at Xia Muxiu, who was born poor but conceited in her heart, because when reality succumbed to her, she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart.

She teased, "Why, do you think I'm a scrap yard?" Anything that doesn't know how to lift can drill into me. Xia Muxiu, why do you think I still want you? ”

In the face of Han Jiazhi's sneering, Xia Muxiu's eyes were neither humble nor arrogant, and he replied calmly: "Because you want to take the first place, and I can help you." ”

"Oh?" Han Jiazhi raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Muxiu, as if he was intrigued by her words.

"The second will always be the second, and I can let you get the first."

Xia Muxiu's firm tone made Han Jiazhi look the other way, there are very few people with strength, and even fewer people with strength can make Han Jiazhi interested.

Undoubtedly, Xia Mu Xiu is the second.

Even though Han Jiazhi quit the classmate, Xia Muxiu became her new tutor.

And Xia Muxiu, as she said, made Han Jiazhi the first in the grade, and it has endured for a long time.

If the relationship between her and Liu Dingli is that of a childhood sweetheart, then the relationship between her and Xia Muxiu is that of Bole and Maxima.

After Han Jiazhi finished taking the medicine, he felt a lot more comfortable. She turned on the TV, held her phone, and lay lazily on the couch.

Xia Muxiu, who came back from the lunch break, saw such a scene as soon as he opened the door: in the living room, the table that is usually used for homework is full of messy snacks.

Han Jiazhi turned on the TV but looked at the mobile phone, lying on the sofa and swiping the mobile phone.

Xia Muxiu put the fresh vegetables he was carrying on the dining table, then walked to the living room and turned off the TV.

Han Jiazhi's eyes were staring at the phone, with potato chips wrapped in his arms, and he said, "I'm back." ”

Xia Muxiu put his hand on his chest, looked at Han Jiazhi and asked, "Han Jiazhi, didn't I make you breakfast?" You don't eat breakfast and instead eat this junk food? ”

Han Jiazhi stuffed another piece of potato chips into his mouth as if committing a crime, and said without guilt: "I don't like to drink white porridge, it's light and tasteless." ”

Xia Muxiu said while cleaning up the table, "But you just drank yesterday, so you should eat something light." ”

"Got it, I'll eat it next time." Han Jiazhi said this, but his hand kept stuffing potato chips into his mouth.

Xia Muxiu didn't know how many times she had heard this sentence, but she finally remained silent, anyway, Han Jiazhi has always done her own thing, who can control her?

When Natsukixiu cleaned up the pile of garbage on the table, she suddenly saw a book "Red and Black" buried under the garbage.

She picked up the book, brushed off some of the chips on it, and suddenly asked, "Are you reading this book?" ”

Han Jiazhi looked at his phone and replied, "Well, I felt bored and flipped through two pages casually, and found that it was even more boring." You know, I've never been able to calm down and read. ”

Xia Muxiu suddenly said abnormally, "You should take a look." ”

Han Jiazhi glanced at Xia Muxiu, and then nodded perfunctorily: "Hmm." ”

Xia Muxiu was holding the book in her arms, but her eyes looked at Han Jiazhi: "I hope that we can be like Yu Lian and Martel in the book." ”

Han Jiazhi continued to respond casually: "Hmm." ”

Reading? Han Jiazhi could never have imagined that he would quietly hold a book and read it for a day, which is definitely the most boring thing in the world.

After Xia Muxiu put the book away, he asked, "What do you want to eat today?" ”

Han Jiazhi raised his eyes to look at Xia Muxiu at this time, and replied, "French steak, another drunken shrimp." ”

"......" Xia Muxiu didn't want to pay attention to Han Jiazhi anymore, and walked into the kitchen with the ingredients without saying a word.

After about ten minutes, Xia Muxiu walked out of the kitchen with the food.

Han Jiazhi rushed up to take a look at it and found that it was all ordinary home-cooked food. Immediately disappointed, she asked, "What about my steak and shrimp?" ”

Xia Muxiu threw a sentence directly: "Love to eat or not." ”