Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

The eventful October time slipped by without knowing it, and in a blink of an eye, it was already mid-November.

It is still the secret base of the Meng Han group of four, the hotel box of Lu Junxi's house, where the two of them conduct weekend tutoring.

"I have a good grasp of the knowledge points. One of the elementary functions is wrong, and all the others are correct." Meng Han sat on the sofa, leaned over and held the pen, and drew a few lines on the paper twice.

Shen Muyang squatted on the carpet beside the coffee table, next to Meng Han's legs, with her small head leaning over, her deer eyes crooked, "Sister, have I made great progress in mathematics?"

Meng Han smiled, still pressing the tip of the pen against the question, "Hey, you missed such an important condition. Didn't you use it well when you asked the first question, and why can't you see it when you asked the third question?"

Shen Muyang pouted, "Ah, I just, I just looked at the third question, it's so difficult, I'll forget about it."

"You got yourself around yourself." Meng Han tapped the end of the pen cap on the girl's forehead, "be careful next time, don't you want to study science? If you are not good at math, you will be very Ugly."

"Oh, I will!" Shen Muyang raised her face, not feeling the pain, and smiled, "Actually, you don't have to study science, you study liberal arts just like senior, and you can rely on senior to teach in the second year of high school. It's me."

"Pfft." Meng Han was amused, and gave her a small look, "You are a sophomore in science, and senior can help you too."

Confident and proud, he does not hide his complete grasp of his studies.

At this point, Shen Muyang certainly believed that when Meng Han was a freshman in high school, he basically got full marks in science. No one could shake her first place in the grade, whether it was literature or science.

"Senior sister, next week is the monthly exam in November." Shen Muyang blinked and looked at her pitifully.

"Huh?" Meng Han didn't know why.

"Last time you told me that you did well in the midterm exam, and you invited me to dinner." Shen Muyang sat on the carpet and got closer to Meng Han, trying to be cute with her little expression.

Meng Han put a finger on her forehead, not allowing her to approach, frowning and thinking, "Tomorrow, senior sister will take you out to play as compensation."

Only then did Shen Muyang put away her coquettish look and smiled, "Will it take up your senior sister's time?"

"Don't come." Meng Han gave her an angry look, "Don't you just wait for me to say this?"

Shen Muyang lowered his head and sneered, and stopped speaking.

"Okay, enough laughing, let's continue with the questions, isn't it a monthly test next week, so playful."

"Oh." Shen Muyang hurriedly resumed his seriousness and followed Meng Han to read the question, but the curvature of the corners of his lips could not be drawn.

—

The next morning, the two came to a local park.

It is a famous scenic spot for recreation and leisure. It has been developed very well. It takes about four hours to walk the whole journey.

Meng Han had long been concerned about the girl's greedy and lazy temperament, so he prepared a small backpack with water and candies and chocolates on his shoulders, and walked inside with Shen Muyang.

When the girl muttered that she couldn't walk, she would give a piece of chocolate or take a break. Shen Muyang was still very well behaved, and would soon gather up the strength to continue with her.

The scenery on the road is good, there are towering trees along the way, the air is full of the fragrance of green grass, and people who live nearby come to run in the morning, wearing a pair of headphones, covered in sweat.

Everywhere is permeated with the slow-paced natural life breath, which makes people's nerves relax easily.

"Senior, you look so good in a sweater." Shen Muyang held a bag of marshmallows and stuffed a pink-yellow one into her mouth. Her cheeks were bulging, and she was blowing rainbow farts to Meng Han every day.

Today's Meng Han is wearing a light gray sweater without any pattern, simple and casual, inexplicably gentle.

"I thought that in Xiao Yang's eyes, I looked good in anything I wore." Meng Han was used to it and turned back to her casually.

"It's all good-looking, but it's different." Shen Muyang put away her marshmallows, and began to analyze and explain with Meng Han.

"Senior sister looks very good in school uniforms, she is very upright, and she feels like a model for students."

"Then wearing private clothes, such as shirts, windbreakers, etc., is very cold, sister-in-law, do you pay attention to the entertainment industry? The type of abstinence that makes you want to scream silently!"

"It's a pity you never wear it." Shen Muyang pursed her lips, feeling a little regretful.

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Meng Han accompanies her to talk nonsense, "I'm not short-sighted."

"Ah, I don't wear it because I'm short-sighted, it's for matching." Shen Muyang explained in a low voice, she knew that Meng Han must not understand what she was talking about, and she probably felt that there was something wrong with her brain, and she couldn't be naive.

"By the way, there's still time to wear a sweater." Shen Muyang and Meng Han are always satisfied when they stay together. The next topic I can't talk about is, as long as Meng Han can deal with her and doesn't think she It's fun to bother her.

"Senior sister wearing a sweater will feel that the edges and corners of the whole person are softly focused, blurred, and warm." Shen Muyang turned her head back and smiled at her again.

"So, I also like the look of senior sister wearing a sweater."

"Okay." Meng Han glanced at her with a smile on his lips, habitually coaxing the little girl.

"Then go to that pavilion?" Meng Han raised his chin and motioned to a small building that was hidden in the bamboo forest and peeked out at the corner of the pavilion not far away.

"Go!" Shen Muyang had just rested for a while, full of energy, brisk steps, and jumping with excitement and anticipation.

This pavilion is actually not big, only a circle of chairs along the inner layer of the pavilion can be used for tourists to rest.

Perhaps it was the cold weather in late autumn and winter. At such an early time, even on weekends, there were relatively few tourists. At this time, there were no other tourists in the pavilion.

In the center of the pavilion is a large cauldron bell, and Shen Muyang stood in front of the bell and carefully studied the patterns and words on it.

Meng Han leaned against one of the four side pillars of the pavilion, waited for a long time, and yawned lazily, "How is it, what have you researched?"

Shen Muyang turned her head to the side with a worried look in her eyes, "Sister, have you not rested well recently?"

She knew that Meng Han was very busy, and it seemed that he was getting busier and busier. For a while, she regretted that she had acted coquettishly with senior sister yesterday and was going out to play.

Senior Sister has freed up a lot of time for her to study, and now she wants to play with her. There are so many things on her own, so she should have more time to rest.

"It's alright." Meng Han immediately saw the little guilt in the girl's heart, he straightened his body, and walked towards Shen Muyang, "Sleeping in spring, autumn and winter, I have been a little sleepy recently, but I came out to blow the cold wind. , I feel that the whole person has a lot of spirit."

Shen Muyang listened, opened his mouth and sighed forward, clearly white mist, "Yes, senior, look, Tian'er is really getting colder and colder."

Meng Han smiled and got closer to the cauldron. Taking advantage of the gloomy sky, she squinted to look at the things on the cauldron, "This means that this is a cauldron for blessing. It is rumored that there will be a cauldron under this cauldron. People close to you will put their hands on your head and pray reverently, and the person who is prayed will come out on top in the exam and become the champion."

He turned his head again and looked at Shen Muyang, "Do you want to try Xiaoyang?"

Shen Muyang stuck out his tongue, "The champion is too unrealistic, the first place, I'm still a long way off."

"Of course it's just a legend. In modern times, everyone should come to this scenic spot, which means that they must pass the test every time they pray for good luck. Who would take it so seriously." Meng Han explained to her.

"Then, senior sister, can you help me pray for blessings?" Shen Muyang was moved, she hoped that her grades could continue to improve, even if it was incomparable to Meng Han's first grade, but not too far behind .

She is selfish and wants to study with Menghan University.

Meng Han nodded, and the two got under the clock.

His vision suddenly became much darker, and he could almost only see the outline of the other party.

However, the breathing between each other is close at hand, and they can feel the warm breath of the other person, and even the breathing sound can be heard clearly.

"Puff, Puff"

Shen Muyang's heart began to speed up again without warning, and she swallowed.

In a small semi-enclosed space that was quiet and dark, the swallowing sound was particularly loud and clear.

Done.

Her face suddenly heated up.

At this moment, Meng Han spread his hand on the top of her hair, and Shen Muyang didn't know the expression on the other side's face in the darkness.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyang, it will be fine soon."

Senpai mistakenly thought she was afraid of the dark.

This realization made Shen Muyang heave a sigh of relief, not so embarrassed anymore.

"Sister, do you want to pray?" Before going out, Shen Muyang suddenly said.

A low laughter sounded in front of him.

Shen Muyang blushed again and was dying of anger, does Senior Sister Meng Han need to pray?

But in the next second, Meng Han's voice was soft, "That would be troublesome for Xiaoyang."

Then Shen Muyang saw the blurred figure dwindle a little bit, and she tentatively spread her hands up like Meng Han did.

As soon as he touched the soft strands of hair, Shen Muyang's heart skipped a beat.

She suddenly realized.

She, she actually touched Senior Sister Meng Han's head?

They are Jingshui's consecutive school beauties, the current student council president, and the head of the permanent first-year Meng Han?

Did she eat the gall of an ambitious leopard?

Where did she get this qualification and courage?

Shen Muyang suppressed her uneasy heartbeat and felt that Senior Sister Meng Han was really close to her and trusted her. I am afraid that their school will not be able to find another candidate who can be accepted by Meng Han.

After praying for blessings, she followed Meng Han and bent down and got out.

See you again.

The bright feeling really makes people feel relaxed and slack, Shen Muyang's mood is swaying again, and he jokes with Meng Han casually, "This tripod is really suitable for cheating. Once you get in, you will be isolated from the world."

Without saying a word, Shen Muyang's eyes widened and she suddenly reacted.

God, has she lost her mind again, what kind of metaphor is this? !

"Cheating. Huh?" Meng Han lowered his head slightly and looked at the little girl beside him, a fleeting light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Shen Muyang bit her head and raised her eyes. Under Meng Han's teasing tone and playful eyes, she smiled dryly, "Ah, I'm just talking nonsense."

Meng Han didn't say much and let her go.

The two of them went on and off, resting for a while and walking for a while, for about three hours.

Shen Muyang couldn't walk anymore, she felt that it would take a long time to slow down this time.

"There's still more than an hour to go." Meng Han sat with her on the long stone chair by the roadside.

Originally, the steam was hot, but as soon as he touched the cold stone bench, Shen Muyang couldn't help shivering, and stood up instinctively after brushing it.

Meng Han frowned.

The neighborhood is already near the exit, and it is another crossroad. The flow of people is gradually increasing, and there are some small vendors gathered in this area.

At the intersection on the right rear, several people on bicycles came roaring over.

She looked around, her eyes locked on the target, and she stood up, "Xiao Yang, you wait here, Senior Sister, okay?"

Shen Muyang didn't know what she was going to do, but she said hello obediently.

A few minutes later, Meng Han came over on a bicycle, and saw that the little girl was standing there waiting for her, without even moving a step.

Meng Han got out of the car and parked it. Shen Muyang also ran to her, "Sister, you."

There was only one car, and there was obviously a person in the back seat.

And how could Meng Han's character and image sit in the back seat of a girl younger than her.

"Well, I'll take you." Meng Han added her words, raised his hand and zipped up the girl's coat to the top, where it exploded, and then pulled the hood to cover her.

It was perfect, Shen Muyang felt that she didn't even need to look in the mirror, she guessed that she should be like a vegetable farmer-in-law who went to the city to go to the market in the winter.

It's just that people wear headscarves and she wears hats.

But Shen Muyang didn't move at all, just let Meng Han arrange her clothes.

On the one hand, it is because she has always been obedient and obedient in front of Meng Han, and she can do whatever she wants.

On the other hand, since Shen Muyang had a vague awareness that she seemed to like Meng Han, her nerves became more and more sensitive.

Meng Han's frowns, smiles, every move, and every moment he touched her skin made her feel unnaturally hot at the tips of her ears, and her whole body was not right.

At this moment, Meng Han's fingertips slid across her neck from time to time, and the coolness and warmth gently rubbed past her. She was so nervous that her whole body almost froze, so naturally she didn't dare to move.

"It will be colder to ride a bike, so it can block the wind more." Meng Han explained to her.

Shen Muyang nodded without saying a word.

"I can ride alright, don't be afraid, if you are afraid or cold, you can hold me, eh?" Meng Han didn't understand why the little girl stopped looking at her, so he bent down, distanced himself, and went to an equal height. Look at Shen Muyang's eyes.

"Ah, I see." Shen Muyang was forced to look at her, seeing the warmth in the girl's dark peach blossom eyes.

Her drooping hand clenched the corner of her clothes, and she felt that Meng Han in this way made it impossible to suppress her liking for her.

So sweet, so meticulous.

She felt every minute that she was about to drown in the tenderness of the girl.

"Well, it will be faster if you ride a bike, about half an hour."

Meng Han was the first to step on the bicycle again.

Shen Muyang hurriedly sat sideways on the back seat, placing his hands on his laps.

She didn't dare to indulge herself any more, she really hugged others like Meng Han said.

The sound of the wind swept past my ears, whistling, occasionally hitting my face, a little hard and cold.

A few minutes later, Shen Muyang sneezed uncontrollably.

"Xiaoyang."

"Well, ah?" The wind covered the voice of the human voice, and Shen Muyang couldn't hear it clearly.

Meng Han paused and increased the volume, "It's going downhill."

"I know." Shen Muyang also answered her loudly.

There was no movement in his hands.

Two minutes later, with a "squeak", the bicycle slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Shen Muyang didn't know why.

Meng Han's voice came from the front and sighed, "Xiao Yang, I'm cold, you hold me."

The tone of clearly helpless, soft and hoarse, with a slight indulgence and loss, mixed with the cold air to the ear, and fell into Shen Muyang's heart all the way hot.

Her ears were red from the cold, but the tips of her ears were hot.

He finally raised his hand and wrapped it around Meng Han's waist.

The bike just restarted.

Shen Muyang guessed that her embarrassment must have disappointed the senior sister. The senior sister took the initiative to say that she could hug her, but she still wanted the senior sister to use herself as an excuse to let her hug her.

She is not unwilling to hug Senior Sister, in fact she is, she is too willing to hug.

It is precisely because of her openness and openness that Senior Sister Meng Han can say that what she said is so natural.

But she is not. She longs to be close to Meng Han in her heart. She is not pure in her mind towards Meng Han, so she has some scruples, and she is afraid.

Shen Muyang pouted silently, feeling a little sad and blaming himself for disappointing Meng Han.

A bicycle suddenly paralleled next to them, and the senior sister was fast, passing the car that was in front of them a little bit.

Shen Muyang could see clearly that this was a couple of boys and girls. The girl hugged the boy's waist as she did to Meng Han, but the girl was more stubborn than her. The whole body was leaning on the boy's back, and her cheeks were tightly pressed against each other. on the boy's back.

The two were chatting and laughing in the wind, wanton lively.

The people watching are envious.

Not long after passing by.

Shen Muyang froze around Meng Han's arm, hesitating slightly, she quietly and gently leaned her body forward.

Little by little, it stuck to Meng Han's back, but Meng Han didn't react at all.

Shen Muyang was relieved, and her cheek was pressed against it.

Across the thick sweater fabric, there must be clothes inside, but Shen Muyang was blown by the wind to the cold and numb cheeks, and the moment she touched it, she felt the soft warmth.

That was Meng Han's body temperature passing along the fabric to her body.

The girl was thin, with thin bones, and the butterfly bones on her back were slightly raised on the soft flesh of her cheeks.

Shen Muyang raised the corners of his lips silently, but his eyes were tightly closed.

She knew that she was doomed, she seemed to really like Meng Han, and she liked it much more deeply than the subtle feelings in her previous life.

She liked it so much that she held Meng Han at the moment, and she would feel an inexplicable sense of shameful happiness.

—

After leaving the park at noon, the two had lunch near the exit together, and then went home separately.

Meng Han has something on his hands, and only half a day has been spared.

And Shen Muyang went home and entered his small room.

After an afternoon of slumbering, the test paper resting under my elbow didn't write a single word at all.

She sometimes frowned, sometimes smiled lightly, and even suddenly raised her hand to cover her cheek shyly, muttering in her mouth, "Ah, miserable, woohoo" and other prefaces that don't fit the bill. words, looking very annoyed.

After tossing around like a schizophrenic for an afternoon, Shen Muyang finally couldn't hold back.

After eating dinner brought in by her aunt, and taking a hot shower, she got into her bed, took out her phone, opened the three-person group, and started typing.

Yang: @Everyone, come out to chat

Rain: Aren't Xueba preparing for the monthly exam next week?

Yang: Let’s talk about it later, there is an emergency now, and the two of you are in urgent need of help!

rain:?

Ran: Come, come! What's wrong with Xiaoyang, tell me that my sisters can help you share your worries and solve problems.

rain:.

Shen Muyang took a deep breath, bit her lower lip, and tried her best to type out a line of words calmly.

Yang: If you like someone, how do you chase them?

The author has something to say: Shen Muyang, nervous, am I about to become a glorious member of the vast number of suitors of Senior Sister Meng Han who will be rejected without exception?

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