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Beside the golden ginkgo forest, everyone was eating and chatting.

The cooking pot on the stove was steaming hot, and the sauce in the instant bag tasted good. In addition to vegetables and rice cakes, Enjing also cooked some udon noodles as a staple food.

Lin Cheng's character was originally relatively cheerful, but every time he was with Zhi Yan, he seemed to become more stable and became a listener.

Zhiyan Balabala talked about how busy she was after the album was sold well, and her high-spirited look made Lin Cheng couldn't help but smile.

"Hey! Do you want to see Jiyeon's old photos?"

Xiaomin finished the first can of beer and waved to Lin Cheng.

"certainly."

Xiaomin took out her mobile phone and showed Lin Cheng the photos from that year.

"This is a photo from ten years ago, when we were still very young."

The sisters all put their heads together.

It seemed to be a photo of them backstage after a certain performance. At that time, Juli had long straight smoky hair, Jiyeon and Hyomin had long blond hair that was slightly curly, and Eunjung still had handsome short red hair.

The underage Jiyeon still has a little baby fat on her face, her eyeliner is a bit domineering, and she looks cute.

"Ha! Jiyeon was very cute before."

Lin Cheng turned around and joked.

Ji Yan asked back, "Then you are saying that my sister is not cute now?"

Lin Cheng gently pulled her ponytail, "She's very cute now, and I like Zhiyan in front of me."

Hanhan was rarely shy, so he turned his head and buried his head on Eunjing's shoulder.

Today, Zhiyan tied her long hair into a low ponytail. It was simple and neat, and the casualness brought out the exquisiteness of her facial features. Lin Cheng seemed to have returned to his naughty student days, fiddling with Zhiyan's ponytail with his fingertips.

"That's enough for you two!"

Xiaomin was not angry, "Don't be bored, can you restrain yourself in front of the sisters?"

"Exactly! My sister doesn't look like my sister, and my brother doesn't look like my younger brother."

It was rare for Ju Li to follow up and speak out against him.

Lin Cheng always felt that her key point was the last sentence.

Why don't I look like a younger brother?

Isn't it just messing around with Ji Yan in front of my sister-in-law, hmm~~~ But showing the battle situation in front of my sister-in-law without turning off the lights last time seems a bit excessive.

Can I turn off the lights next time?

Um?

next time?

Depend on! I'm really a pervert.

After secretly glancing at his sister-in-law, Lin Cheng quickly lowered his eyebrows and acted obediently as he met her somewhat vacuous eyes.

Ju Li didn't know what this guy was thinking, she just glanced at him secretly when he said he didn't act like a younger brother.

Lin Cheng lowered his head and looked at the photo carefully, "The sisters seem to have changed a bit."

"What? Are you saying we are old?"

Hyomin's tone was a bit dangerous.

Ju Li raised her eyebrows.

Lin Cheng said: "I'm not saying you are old."

Hyomin: "We are all over thirty, why don't we age?"

Lin Cheng was suffocated and was so shocked by Xiaomin's words that he didn't know how to answer it.

"I mean you're old... just fine!"

"Haha! Look! You really think we are old."

Finding that Ju Li's eyes seemed a bit dangerous, Lin Cheng became anxious: "I said I didn't mean that! Are you looking for trouble?"

Jiyan laughed heartlessly. As the maknae of the group and the only member of the 20th generation, she also played hard with her sisters in terms of age.

"Okay! Don't tease him on purpose."

Although Enjing was happy to see Lin Cheng defeated, she still stepped forward to save him.

Xiaomin pouted, "Tch! It's just teasing him. Zhiyan doesn't feel sorry for him. Why are you so anxious?"

Enjing didn't tell her any difference, and said to Lin Cheng with a smile: "You have to be more careful with your words. Sisters, these elderly people cannot listen to some words."

"What I said is correct. Although you are old...but..."

Lin Cheng paused and said, "I think the sisters seem to have more flavor."

"Mo?"

Enjing was stunned for a moment, "What adjective are you talking about?"

"This cannot be explained clearly by changes in appearance."

Lin Cheng pretended to look them up and down, "Anyway, I think the sisters are more feminine. Compared to when you were popular back then, I like you better now."

Ten years ago, when Lin Cheng was in junior high school, he didn't even know who they were, so he couldn't even talk about liking them back then.

"Isn't this too strange to say?"

Enjing complained slightly, but she didn't show a trace of happiness.

Ju Li didn't speak, and seemed to be relieved for no reason.

"Sister likes to hear this."

Xiaomin opened another can of beer and handed it to Lin Cheng.

Of course it wasn't for Lin Cheng. He casually raised the beer he had only drank half of and touched it to Xiaomin.

"cheers!"

Xiaomin raised her head, looking like a drunkard.

After lunch, Lin Cheng consciously helped clear away the dishes.

"Lin Cheng and I are going to wash the dishes. Ernie remember to make coffee for us."

"knew."

The camping ground was really big, and the two of them walked along the gravel path of the camping ground for a long time with dishes and chopsticks in hand before they reached the public washroom on the edge of the cliff.

Zhiyan complained, "The camp toilet is so far away. It seems inconvenient to set up our tent?"

"Who told you to clamor to see ginkgo trees? The scenery there is so beautiful but there is no sign of camping at all. There must be a reason."

There is a sink outside the bathroom to clean the dishes. Lin Cheng washes the pots, and Zhiyan washes the dishes next to him.

Her movements were cautious, not quick at all, and even a little clumsy, as if she was afraid of breaking the bowl.

However, Lin Cheng felt that Hanhan looked particularly cute.

"Ji Yeon."

"Um?"

"We will go to the ginkgo forest later."

"Okay! It must be very romantic."

Zhiyan said, feeling a little confused, "But should I get rid of my sisters? They seem a bit redundant."

Lin Cheng was happy.

This idiot actually thinks that his sisters are light bulbs.

"It's up to you to decide. Maybe those old people are too lazy to move."

"Okay! You secretly said that they are older behind their backs. Be careful, I will go back and file a complaint."

"Then you can?"

"It depends on your performance."

Zhiyan tilted her head upwards, narrowing her narrow eyes slightly, revealing a bit of pride.

Lin Cheng couldn't help but lower his head and peck her pink lips gently.

"Yeah! Focus on washing the dishes. You almost made my sister hit the dishes."

Lin Cheng just smiled, turned around and continued working seriously.

As a result, Zhiyan took the initiative to lean closer to his ear.

"Smelly brother."

"What's wrong? The tone is weird."

Lin Cheng turned his head and met Zhiyan's eyes.

She looked away slightly unnaturally.

"Sister, I've been reviewing my old dances recently."

Lin Cheng smiled, "Then I want to watch "One Minute and One Second". Sister, please remember to watch it for me."

"Of course, I didn't prepare carefully when I danced for my brother before, and my movements were unfamiliar."

Zhiyan lowered her head, as if she was a little shy, "I specially ordered the same performance clothes and stockings as the previous stage, and I will dance for you next time."

Lin Cheng swallowed unconsciously.

"Really? Which one?"

Zhiyan quickly raised her head and glanced at him, "Both."

"Both?"

Lin Cheng was surprised, "Do you have a black suit with pure black stockings, a white jacket with white stockings, a red jacket with flesh-colored stockings, and flesh-colored stockings with lines?"

Zhiyan was stunned, "How do you remember it so clearly? How many times have you watched your sister's stage video?"

Lin Cheng spoke eloquently, "What's wrong with my appreciation of art?"

Lin Cheng even believed it when he opened his mouth.

In fact, the dance in "One Minute, One Second" is extremely difficult to dance. The dance contains more than just sexiness and handsomeness. Others don't dance like Jiyeon.

Lin Cheng changed his words, "Besides, even if we put aside the artistic content and so on...my own wife can't look at it more?"

Zhiyan narrowed her eyes happily, reached out and pinched his nose, "Then please keep your hopes up, sister will show you the most beautiful dance moves."

Finding that the detergent on her hand was on the tip of Lin Cheng's nose, she quickly wiped it with her sleeve.

Check carefully to make sure it is wiped clean.

Lin Cheng turned around and continued to wash the dishes, while casually saying: "Customized performance clothes should be expensive, right? Why waste money... In fact, my sister will definitely look good dancing without wearing anything."

Her ambition exposed, Zhiyan gave him an angry look.

Then, she bit her lip and leaned close to Lin Cheng's ear.

"If my brother likes it, my sister doesn't have to wear it when dancing."

Lin Cheng's hand shook and he almost hit the bowl.

"Really? Then let's make an agreement and don't go back on it!"

"Ha ha!"

Seeing Lin Cheng's hopeless look, Zhiyan laughed and turned around and ran away.

"Don't go! Let's talk clearly first."

"Don't let your words go unchecked. I'll take a small notebook and write it down first."