It’s Hard To Fall In Love with a Senior

"Dad, I want to grab your seat and sit on it."

As Tantai Qianyue's voice fell, the atmosphere in the private room froze for a while.

Beiming Zhiyao glanced at Tantai Qianyue, guessing what the other party was thinking, she smiled silently.

Tantai Yushu looked at her daughter: "Want to fight for the position of the head of the family?"

Like the inheritance qualifications of the Daqin Magic Family, as long as they are in the ranks of the heirs, both men and women are eligible to sit in the position of the head of the family.

Men and women are equal.

"Yes." Tantai Qianyue nodded: "I want to be the head of the family."

"Aren't you not interested in this kind of thing before?" Tantai Yushu looked at her with a slightly serious expression: "Why do you want to be right now?"

"Let me remind you first, once you want to fight, the brothers and sisters who used to treat you may immediately regard you as a competitor, and no longer treat you as kindly as before."

"I know." Tantai Qianyue responded, "I'm ready."

After a pause, she looked at Bei Ming Zhiyao and added, "I don't want to lose too much to Sister Zhiyao."

Bei Ming Zhiyao rolled her eyes at her, turned her head and whispered to Xiao Mu Xin.

Tantai Yushu frowned: "If it's just out of this idea, I don't recommend you get involved."

"There must be more than one reason." Tantai Qianyue blinked: "There are more important reasons."

Inexplicably, Tantai Yushu thought of the kid, pondered for a while and asked, "Because of Su Xiao?"

Tantai Qianyue nodded without denying: "Yes."

Tantai Yushu was a little depressed, but Nangong Yi was a little surprised. Tantai Qianyue...even Beiming Zhiyao knew the identity of the Great Demon King Su Xiao.

Having said that, the relationship between them has reached a very close level, and they even know their hidden identities.

Except for my daughter.

Nangong Yi looked at Mu Xin, her silly daughter only saw the food on the table.

"Su Xiao..." Tantai Yushu chewed the name a few times: "Why?"

Why are you fighting for the head of the family because of him?

Want to give him shelter from an orphan?

What is the charm of that **** kid that made the baby girl make such a big determination?

Why is he?

Taking a deep breath, Tantai Yushu decided to persuade her not to let her daughter be blinded by love.

"Qianyue..."

"Have ambition!" Nangong Yi clapped the table and interrupted Tantai Yushu's voice abruptly: "I support your idea, Qianyue, to defeat all the other heirs and become the first woman at the helm of your family! "

"Nangong Yi!" Tantai Yushu glared at him: "Don't meddle in our family affairs!"

"I'm just stating my opinion." Nangong Yi smiled: "You continue, you continue."

Tantai Yushu looked at her daughter and was about to ask again, but this time, Zhuang Wenning held her arm again.

"Qianyue, have you made up your mind?" Zhuang Wenning asked softly.

"I not only have determination, but also confidence." Tantai Qianyue smiled: "I will definitely be able to sit in my dad's seat."

Zhuang Wenning nodded lightly and glanced at Beiming Zhiyao without a trace. As a woman's sixth sense, she told her that her daughter Xiang Beimingzhiyao's soft clothes might also have the factor of "Su Xiao".

She didn't dare to continue thinking about the bold and terrible guess in her heart. She would rather believe that such a thing would not happen.

Just like one of Tantai Yushu's ideas, that Su Xiao, why?

"Since it's decided, do your best, I support you." Zhuang Wenning smiled slightly, Tantai Yushu glanced at her and said nothing.

"Uh-huh."

No longer discussing this matter, Tantai Qianyue looked at her father: "Dad, when you are angry, your voice is so loud that you can hear it all the way across the door."

"I didn't do that for you?"

"I know, so I didn't say this, it was my junior."

The corners of Tantai Yushu's eyes jumped, and then he found that his daughter was really inseparable from Su Xiao, and she also brought Beiming Zhiyao to discuss it together.

What was even more tragic was that he found that in addition to himself, his wife, Nangong Yi and his wife were all listening carefully to Su Xiao from his daughter's mouth.

What's so good about that **** boy?

Tantai Yushu put down his chopsticks, the delicacies that he thought were so delicious before were tasteless this time.

Yin Zhujun, like Zhuang Wenning, observed Beiming Zhiyao and Tantai Qianyue, and found that when they mentioned Su Xiao, the tenderness in their eyes and the involuntary softening of their tone were so obvious.

They really like that big devil.

So is my daughter...

She looked at Gong Muxin. From the beginning, her daughter didn't say a word, just focused on eating.

A little helpless, and a little funny.

"Mu Xin." Yin Zhuyun called softly, "Su Xiao is here."

Gong Muxin immediately raised her head and looked towards the door, Beiming Zhiyao and Tantai Qianyue also looked over subconsciously...

Tantai Yushu had a black line on his face, and Nangong Yi glanced helplessly at his wife.

Yin Zhuyun looked at the three girls with a smile, Beiming Zhiyao looked back calmly and looked at Gong Muxin.

Gong Muxin blushed when she saw it, and hurriedly lowered her head to continue cooking to hide her unease.

Inexplicably, there is a sense of guilt that has nurtured Sister Beiming.

"Auntie Yun, you really know how to joke." Tantai Qianyue didn't panic, she just liked the dog's apprentice.

Yin Zhuyun looked at her: "I want to see your expressions, it's really interesting, are you right, ask Ning?"

Zhuang Wenning nodded: "I want to chat with Su Xiao to see what kind of charm he has."

"There's a chance." Tantai Qianyue said, "Just don't be scared by then."

Zhuang Wenning gave his daughter an angry look: "your mother, I have seen the world, so I wouldn't be scared by a nineteen-year-old junior."

Nangong Yi turned his head, Yin Zhuyun looked at him speechlessly and held back his smile, and then saw him turn his head again: "Remember to notify me when you see him, and I will go too."

Yin Zhuyun is even more speechless, you just want to see Tantai Yushu and Zhuang Wenning's stunned expressions, it's really funny.

"What are you doing here?" Tantai Yushu glanced at him.

"I'm curious too." Nangong Yi laughed: "You can see such powerful young people very rarely."

"I know if you can write, but not necessarily martial arts." Tantai Yushu said the same thing: "I can say it better than Huangfu Tiange."

"Huangfu Tiange?" Tantai Qianyue "cut": "It's not good enough at all."

"How do you know?" Tantai Yushu rolled his eyes, he couldn't be so absolute, right?

Tantai Qianyue did not continue with a "hum", and Tantai Yushu said again: "He has been training in the army for a while, and I heard that he has won quite a lot of military exploits, and his strength should be much improved than before. , underestimating his combat effectiveness will suffer."

"Dad, don't talk about junior brother, he may not even beat Sister Zhiyao." Tantai Qianyue said: "Although he is a genius of all S+."

"Don't talk nonsense." Beiming Zhiyao said softly.

"Okay." Tantai Qianyue picked up the chopsticks: "I haven't eaten much for a long time, I'm hungry."

Beiming Zhiyao got up: "I'll go out."

Bei Mingzhiyao, who left the private room, entered the bathroom, not to go to the toilet, but just to wash her hands.

Looking at his delicate face in the mirror, thinking about the atmosphere in the private room just now, is much more comfortable than eating at home.

Qianyue and Muxin both grew up in a very good family atmosphere.

If it was before, she would be very envious, but now she can see her junior every day... There is nothing happier for her than this.

Looking at himself in the mirror, thinking of his junior brother, the corners of his mouth could not help evoking a smile, Bei Ming Zhiyao raised her hand, flexed her fingers and flicked towards the mirror, and water flowers bloomed on the mirror.

"I think you are a lot more cheerful than before."

The footsteps behind him stopped, and Zhuang Wenning looked at her back and said softly, "You used to have a gloomy brow that couldn't be erased."

"Having someone you like by your side makes you happy every day." Beiming Zhiyao took out a tissue from the paper dispenser, and turned around while wiping her hands: "Just like Aunt Ning."

"Yeah..." Zhuang Wenning looked at Beiming Zhiyao, who was a little taller than himself: "The person you like is Su Xiao, right?"

"Um."

"Qianyue too." Zhuang Wenning smiled: "I can probably guess that at first I wanted to compare with you, and then I paid attention to him, but ended up trapping myself."

Beiming Zhiyao didn't speak, Zhuang Wenning guessed about the same, she still knew her daughter very well.

"You two have known each other since you were young, but this is the first time I heard her call you 'sister' for so many years. It should be said that she has grown up, or it should be said..." After a pause, she continued: "Because Su Know the reason."

"You should ask Qianyue." Beiming Zhiyao folded the tissue and threw it into the trash: "It's your daughter after all."

Zhuang Wenning sighed in his heart and watched her ask the last question: "Is he excellent?"

"There is no one better than him in this world." Beiming Zhiyao said softly, "No one can compare to him."

Zhuang Wenning smiled: "Let's go, go back to eat."

"Um."

As the chairman of the discipline committee, Sikong Yue didn't deliberately wear makeup at school. In her opinion, as long as she took care of herself, it was fine.

But that doesn't mean she can't dress up.

The simple beige turtleneck sweater is covered with a dark windbreaker, and the lower body is a white long skirt made of straight velvet fabric. The exposed calf is wrapped in flesh-colored pantyhose, and a pair of light gray short boots are matched with the whole person. The temperament is simple and generous.

The left side of the hair was tucked behind the ear, and the delicate earlobe was not embellished. The cold wind blew, and the face was slightly red.

She took a step.

The forward direction is not the place agreed with Su Xiao.

The light is fading, and here is the dark alley that the street lights are gradually unable to illuminate.

The trash can at the entrance of the alley is very clean, and the wind in the alley is a bit loud.

Sikong Yue took a deep breath and walked into the alley.

Then, she stopped and looked at the figure in the shadow.

Coincidentally, a vehicle turned around, and the high beams came in, dispelling the darkness.

In the sight, there is a woman with neat short hair, and as the light disappears, the capable face returns to the darkness.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

With the sound of high heels hitting the ground, she walked up to Sikong Yue: "I've grown up, I can't look down on you now."

Sikong Yue's lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

"You don't hide your figure now?" A smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth: "It's magnificent."

She raised her hand and probed over: "I'm a little envious."

Sikongyue took a step back subconsciously, and at this step, the woman suddenly grabbed her wrist and threw Sikongyue aside, forcing her to lean against the wall: "Rebel me when we first met, eh?"

"It's getting worse and worse." The woman's other hand gently lifted Sikong Yue's chin: "I used to be very obedient, didn't I?"

"Also, isn't it because of me that you came to the National Academy of Magic and Magic? You want to catch up with me, don't you?"

She looked at the woman in front of her with brown-red eyes. She was a third-year student at the National Magic University, and she was also the daughter of Sikong Ji, the head of the Sikong family.

Sikong Yi, her cousin who is three years older than her.

Sikong Yue gritted his teeth: "It's not to catch up with you, I want to surpass you, I'm no longer the trash you knew!"

"The follower has grown up. He's no longer the guy who was timid when he first entered the house." Sikong Yi let go of Sikong Yue's wrist: "It seems that the training at the National Army-breaking Magic Academy is very good."

"However, a follower is always a follower. No matter how much you chase, you're just looking at my back."

"I-I'll surpass you..." Sikong Yue lowered her head slightly, her voice low and vibrato.

"I'm not the me I used to be, I can surpass you..." Sikong Yue: "One, I will definitely."

"You haven't even discovered your own shortcomings, so how can you surpass me?" Sikong Yi chuckled, "With your current appearance?"

She raised her hands again, one hand pressed on Sikong Yue's shoulder, the other hand pinched the palm of her left hand, her fingertips slowly moved up along her arm, and finally stopped on her shoulder and patted lightly shoot.

Three shots in total.

"I can do it..."

"Can you do it?" Sikong Yue took his hand off her shoulder, stretched his slender fingers a little, and then brought them together.

"You're such a stubborn follower, not obedient and cute at all."

Sikong Yi's right hand moved a little to the right: "Disobedient bad boy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How should I teach him a lesson?"

Sikong Yue's face changed slightly, and Sikong Ji's right hand slowly fanned over.

slow?

Not really!

Snapped!

One hand grasped Si Kongyi's wrist, and in an instant, there was a whistling sound from the strong wind and the friction of the air.

Sikong Yue's long hair fluttered, and her eyes were fixed on the figure behind Sikong Yi.

"Is she your cousin? Are you serious with such great strength?"

Sikong Yi turned his head slightly, and he could see Su Xiao's face clearly from the corner of his eyes: "I said why she dressed so beautifully, so it wasn't to see me."

Su Xiao's expression remained unchanged, his fingers were slightly forced, and his voice was low--

"Let go of her."