Secretly, Secretly; But Unable to Hide It

Staring at her for a long while, the man seemed to think something, and there was a ridiculous look in his eyes. Later, his interest rose up inexplicably, his eyebrows narrowed, and he deliberately lowered his voice: "Well."

"..." Sanzhi couldn't calm down, and was close to collapse. "Mom and Dad agree?"

Quiet again for a few seconds.

The man licked the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Well, you can't see it?"

The words fell, and Sangzhi was stunned again.

Compared with Sang Yan's voice, this voice seems a bit clearer. When speaking, the ending will be prolonged, which sounds ambiguous and ambiguous.

With her elder brother's cold voice and tone.

It's completely different.

"Child." He chuckled, and continued, "Come and see if my brother looks good?"

Sang Zhi noticed something wrong.

At this time, there was something else behind her. The sound of the door opening came, followed by the impact of the shoes beating against the ground.

Sang Zhi turned his head subconsciously.

Instantly saw Sang Yan's face.

The man has a wide shoulder and a narrow waist, which is thinner than a few months ago. Her hair was wet and she had a towel on her shoulders as if she had just taken a shower. Seeing Sangzhi, he yanked the corner of his mouth, picked up the fork on the fruit plate in her hand, poked a piece of watermelon and walked in.

As if seeing a ghost, Sanji shouted shiveringly: "Brother, brother."

"What?" Sang Yan glanced at her, biting a watermelon, "Is he handsome again?"

"I……"

Before he could finish speaking, the man behind him suddenly laughed and interrupted the childish words.

Sang Zhi had a rare sense of busyness and couldn't help looking in his direction.

What greeted me was an existence that was brighter than the sunlight outside the window.

The man's eyebrows stretched out, looking a little unfriendly. The eyes were raised, and the light-colored eyes were shattered with light, with spring colors, and a seductive male fairy.

Sangzhi's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

It seemed as if he had just hit it, and was easily captured.

Thinking he was taunting himself, Sang Yan looked at him: "Duan praises you for laughing-"

Because of Sang Zhi's existence, Sang Yan did not say the dirty words behind. He changed the subject, picked up the phone on the side, opened the text message interface, and shook toward Sangzhi.

"What the **** is it, kid?"

Shown above is their conversation.

That short heart-like emotion, because it was interrupted by Sang Yan, disappeared in no time. Sang Zhi immediately retorted: "How can I be in trouble."

Sang Yan stared at her, raising an eyebrow: "There is no best."

"..." Sang Zhi asked him, and could only bite his head and said, "But, brother, I have something ..."

There was a stranger who had never met before. Sangzhi staggered in his direction and looked at Sang Yan again, with a hint in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

Sang Yan just didn't see it.

Then the stranger opened his mouth and said, "Sang Yan, your sister?"

Sang Yan went to the bed and sat down: "Can it be my daughter?"

"..."

Sang Zhili also asked, "Brother, who is this man?"

Sang Yan said briefly: "Housemate, Duan praise."

"Don't recognize me?" Duan Jiaxu said, "Did you just call my brother?"

This reminiscent of Sanzhi's silly thought, her tense face collapsed instantly, looking a little annoyed.

Sang Yan whispered, "It's kind."

During the conversation, Duan Xuan had walked in front of Sang Zhi and squatted down. He looked at her seriously, and his light-colored pupil was gentle and bewildered: "My name is Duan Xuan, and I am your brother's friend."

Sang Zhi don't open your eyes, and her expression is a little uncomfortable: "Oh."

After solemnly introducing himself to a half-old child, Duan praised his head and resumed his usual careless look: "Sang Yan."

Sang Yan didn't raise his eyes and continued to play with his mobile phone.

Duan Jiaxu asked: "It looks like I look like you?"

What's this?

Sang Yan stopped and looked up. "You look in the mirror."

"That." Duan Jiaxu took the fruit plate in Sangzhi's hand. "How did this kid just ask me--"

"..."

Pause for two seconds.

Duan Jiaxu laughed again: "Is it a facelift?"

"..."

After a brief silence.

Sang Yanliang Road: "What do you mean?"

"Brother!" Afraid to make Sang Yan unhappy, he would not help himself to see the teacher. Sang Zhi quickly opened the topic, "Aren't you saying you can't come back?"

"Little devil." Thinking of Sang Zhi's expression, Sang Yan said blankly, "Do you think he is me?"

"……no no."

"Do you still think I am a facelift?"

"..."

"How did you get this idea?" Sang Yan blasted from confidence, and his voice was bad, "I'm plastic surgery? And it's like him--"

It seemed endless to see him, and the childish temper came up: "Wouldn't you take it for granted?"

"..."

"Mom didn't tell me that you brought your friends back." Anger beat the child back to its original shape, revealing the lawlessness. "And there is only this person in the room. Isn't it normal for me to have this idea!"

Sang Yan poked his ear impatiently: "Slower."

Sang Zhi sternly said, "Why do I have to be quiet, I have not affected others."

The two siblings face each other.

Sang Yan did not give in to his sister's consciousness, and continued to add fuel to the fire: "It has affected me."

Seeing this quarrel seems to be getting worse.

Duan Jiaxu took the initiative to relax the atmosphere and waved toward Sang Zhi: "Child, come and eat fruit."

A friend was there, and Sang Yan was not interested in bullying the younger sister who was always facing him. He glanced at his cell phone and said to Duan Jiaxu, "Would you like to take a bath? You're back to school after washing."

"No." Duan Jiaxu poked a piece of watermelon and handed it to Sang Zhi, "eat the fruits before leaving."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and subconsciously glanced at her eyes.

At this moment, the naive and ugly quarrel with Sang Yan just surfaced. Plus, this kind-looking big brother just shook her out of shame just now.

Grievances and unspeakable emotions came to mind.

Feeling abandoned by the whole world.

Her cheeks became uncontrollably hot, hot, and her eyes felt astringent.

Began to feel embarrassed.

Sang Zhi took it silently, the tip of his nose seemed to be blocked by something, and the heat was rising. I choked with all my strength for a long time, and there was still a choked throat in my throat.

Duan Xu's motion stopped.

Sang Yan heard it and raised his eyes: "... No."

It's like magic.

Immediately after the fall, the tears of mulberry tears were lifted off the seal. The suppressed cry also amplified in an instant, echoed in the room, and passed down the wall to the living room.

"..."

Two big men froze at the same time.

Hearing the sound, Li Ping immediately walked in from the living room: "What's going on?"

Sang Yan's response was quick and shameless: "Duan praise, how can you bully my sister."

Duan praised his expression stiff.

He had never encountered such a situation, and for a moment did not know what to do.

Didn't even respond, did he make the child cry?

He didn't wait for him to explain.

The next moment, Sanzhi grabbed the hem of his clothes and hid behind him, looking extra scared. She looked at Li Ping, still twitching, and pointed another finger at Sang Yan: "Mom ... ohh ... brother, brother ..."

Li Ping looked at Sang Yan with a cold look.

The childish cry was even more sad: "Brother hit me ..."

Sang Yan: "..."

The child was crying and aggrieved, and Douda's tears fell down, as if to hit someone's heart. Rarely, Sang Zhi cried so much, Li Ping lost her stand momentarily, coaxed her gently, then changed her face, and took Sang Yan to the living room and learned a lesson.

The door opened with them and closed again.

The atmosphere was chilled by the loss of one person. Sang Zhi loosened Duan's approving clothes and cried.

Duan Jiaxu looked back at her.

The little girl is still young and is not as good as her age. He was less than 1.5 meters tall before reaching his chest. The eyes were large, and at this time they were all red and sucking their noses, looking like a rabbit.

Afterwards, she bit her mouth pitifully.

The cry stopped completely.

Duan Jiaxu laughed without asking why she was crying. She pulled two tissues on the table: "Don't cry?"

Emotions dissipated with crying, the childlike mood was mostly better, but there was still a trace of shame.

She kept her head down and said nothing.

The height difference between the two was large. Duan Xie simply bent down and wiped her tears with a tissue: "Wash your face later."

Sangzhi used to be taken care of in this way and did not avoid it.

In silence.

An idea suddenly popped into Sang Zhi's mind.

A must-have idea for a stranger.

After thinking about it for a while, he whispered openly. She hasn't started to change her voice, because she just cried, and with a little milky voice when she spoke, she was especially cute: "Brother, are you leaving?"

Duan Jiaxian lifted his eyebrows and said, "What?"

"are you free tomorrow?"

"tomorrow?"

"Yes," whispered Sang Zhi, "tomorrow."

Duan Jiaxu chuckled: "How did you ask my time?"

He didn't say clearly that there was time, and Sang Zhi couldn't say: "Just, that's ..." I didn't say a reason for a long time, and finally got back to the original question. This time I also pleased to add a title: Brother, are you free tomorrow? "

Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes and said lazily, "What if my brother is not free tomorrow?"

Sang Zhi was anxious: "No!"

He had just messed up with Sang Yan, and he would definitely not help her. The only hope now is this person.

She squeezed her fists and threatened dryly: "You have to be free. I'll just let you ... I'll tell my mother that you two hit me together.

"..."

What about men's mixed doubles?

Duan Jiaxu yanked the corner of his mouth lightly: "Child, why don't you make sense?"

Sang Zhi glanced at him and said with no guts: "I'm still young."

"Ok?"

"I don't know how to make sense yet."

"..."

Fine.

Duan Jiaxu smiled: "Tell me first what you are going to do tomorrow."

Sangzhi hesitated, and Winton said, "Can you pretend to be my brother, dear."

Duan Jiaxu raised an eyebrow.

"Then tomorrow." She thought it was a bit difficult to speak, and her voice went down. "Go and see my teacher ..."

Duan Jiaxu came to understand: "Are the parents called?"

Sangzhi was silent, as if tacitly.

"what is the reason."

Thinking of the reason why he was thinking in the car, San Zhi didn't know if he said he would believe it. She scratched her head and hesitated, "May I not say it?"

"can."

Without waiting for Sang Zhisong's tone, Duan Xuan added the sentence indifferently: "That brother is not free tomorrow."

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