Ying Shao is a Girl

"..."

Ling Yiche thought she was a little strange.

"We are classmates." Ling Yiche was not stupid enough to tell her that Ying Junchu was his guardian.

Who would believe this?

"Aren't you friends?" There was no change in Wen Yunuan's expression. She didn't seem to get the answer she wanted, and then asked Ling Yiche.

"So be it."

Ling Yiche gave her an ambiguous answer. In fact, he didn't know whether they were friends or not.

Probably not, probably yes.

"Oh, that's how it is."

The girl's smart eyes were filled with sparkles, which was really beautiful.

Ling Yiche lowered his head and glanced at the time. It was still half an hour until ten o'clock.

The drive from Xiao's house to Shunhua Villa takes about twenty minutes.

So he should go back.

He agreed to Chuchu.

"Well, junior sister, are you okay?"

"If nothing happens, I'm going back. It's getting late."

Ling Yiche stood up and was about to leave.

"Hey, senior brother, wait a minute, don't leave..."

Wen Yunuan quickly ran in front of Ling Yiche and blocked his way.

"Senior brother, I know you and Young Master live together. I like her. You two have such a good relationship. Please help me..."

Her tone was pleading.

There was a sparkle in his eyes, someone else might not have the heart to refuse.

"No."

Ling Yiche rejected her without thinking.

Then he bypassed Wen Yunuan and left quickly.

If we waste any more time, we won't be able to get back before ten o'clock.

The young man's figure quickly disappeared from Wen Yunuan's sight.

The expression on Wen Yunuan's beautiful face did not change at all.

Ah.

Even if you don't help her, she can still do it.

Whatever Nuannuan wants, she will get it.

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Ling Yiche said goodbye to Xiao Zhengyan and left the Xiao family.

It's almost ten o'clock.

But the Imperial City is still prosperous, and the city exudes a faint halo among thousands of lights. This is a city without night.

Probably only in the suburbs can there be real nights.

The night was pitch black, but it seemed like one could glimpse the sky.

The lights in the house were still on, and the warm orange light exuded warmth in the winter night.

Ying Junchu crossed his legs and leaned on the brown sofa. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared into the void, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Chuchu..."

Ling Yiche walked towards her.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

There is no heating in the living room and it is quite cold.

"I'm hungry."

Ying Junchu said expressionlessly.

There is no sense of violation and.

A trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes. This was the first time Chuchu said he was hungry.

"Okay, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you right now."

Hearing this, Ying Junchu looked at the young man from head to toe with an indifferent expression for ten seconds.

Make sure he's unharmed.

Her lips opened slightly and she slowly uttered two words, "Whatever."

"..." The expected answer.

A bright smile spread across Ling Yiche's face, and he nodded slightly.

"Chuchu, please wait a moment."

Then he got into the kitchen and started busy.

His movements were very light, and he only made slight noises occasionally, because at this point, Qing Miao had already fallen asleep.

We can't wake the little girl up.

Gurgling, the water in the pot is boiling and bubbling.

The rising white smoke gradually blurred the young man's thin and slender figure, like looking at flowers in the mist, hazy and misty.

Lightly outline his soft outline.

Ying Junchu's eyes fell on his busy figure, and then he looked away after a few seconds.

Continue to check his math test questions.

She sketched out what was wrong and then wrote down a correct answer without thinking.

The rising white smoke disappeared from the ceiling after a while, and the young man's face became clear again.

"Chuchu, I cooked noodles for you..."

"Um."

Ying Junchu put down the test paper in his hand, stood up and walked towards the dining table.