Honey First Love: The school grass is too fierce

Yan Qingyi crawled on the bed, drowsy but unable to fall asleep.

Ever since she went to the hospital to get medicine for her back last night, she has been in severe pain. She stayed in this position all night without sleeping, playing with her mobile phone, scrolling through Moments and watching TV, and has been procrastinating until now.

Occasionally, I yawn a few times, but I still have no mood to sleep.

I glanced at my phone, only to realize that it was past eight o'clock in the morning, so I got up to pack up and went downstairs for dinner.

At the entrance of the villa, Nangong Mu Ning was standing there wearing a white chiffon dress and carrying a mini messenger bag, nervously reaching out to press the doorbell.

She will know everything later, and it's fake not to be nervous.

The person who opened the door was an elderly woman.

"You are?" Zhang Ma was puzzled.

"I...I am..."

"I see, you should be Bin's girlfriend, right?" Zhang Ma said with a smile.

"Ah?" She was stunned, wondering: "Why is Auntie so sure that I am Bin's girlfriend, not..."

Zhang Ma saw her thoughts, and said mysteriously: "Well, you will know later."

Nangong Mu Ning glanced suspiciously, went into the porch to change her shoes, and walked into the living room under the leadership of Zhang Ma.

This was also the first time she came to Yan Yibin's house, she never thought that the boy's house could be so clean.

She looked around, just in time to see Yan Qingyi holding a doll in his hand, yawning and walking down from the second floor.

"Learn...Senior!" Seeing the face of the person who came downstairs, he was so surprised that he almost couldn't speak.

Waist-length hair, wearing loose cartoon pajamas, hugging a cute doll, and that amazingly handsome face—Yan Qingyi turned out to be... a girl, and she seemed to be the girl who hugged Yan Yibin that day .

Yan Qingyi froze for a moment when he heard the voice, and immediately threw away the doll in his hand, trying to maintain the high-cold image in the school girl's heart.

"Yan Qingyi! You're throwing dolls around again!"

Yan Yibin at the bottom of the stairs covered his head and stared at the people who threw things upstairs.

He just heard a voice and came out to take a look, but he didn't expect to be baptized by Yan Qingyi's doll again.

Yan Qingyi glared at the people below: "Don't make noise, look who's coming!"

After hearing her words, Yan Yibin turned his head to look, and was startled: "Mu... Mumu."

Why didn't he hear that Nangong Mu Ning came home as a guest today.

She went downstairs with a smile and walked towards Nangong Muning: "Do you understand now?"

Nangong Mu Ning nodded blankly: "Ming...Understood."

"So, are you still planning to break up with my brother?"

"No...not breaking up."

Yan Yibin happily went over to hug someone, but was stopped by that person: "Stop, don't come over!"

"..."

Under his gaze, the man smiled and took Yan Qingyi's arm: "Senior, oh no, what should I call you? Do I call you sister like Bin?"

Yan Yibin, who was left alone, squatted on the ground and drew circles.

Yan Qingyi glanced gloatingly at Huaquanquan's younger brother, and said with a smile, "Don't bother, we're about the same age, just call me by my name."

"Then can I visit Qingyi's room?"

"Okay, let's go upstairs."

Yan Yibin, who was silently drawing circles: He is your boyfriend, but even if you go to Yan Qingyi, you won't find him.

At the door of the bedroom on the second floor, Nangong Mu Ning suddenly grabbed her: "Qingyi, I'm really sorry about the key."

She immediately understood the meaning, and acted as if nothing happened: "You said Xiao Sao Nian, Xiao Sao Nian is just too boring, you don't need to apologize for him, besides, the matter is over, I don't care, and you don't care either. "

"What you have to do now is to get along well with my brother. Don't break up like this time, and don't ask why. I can see that my brother cares about you very much. Don't hurt him."

Nangong Mu nodded solemnly: "Mmm, I will definitely not be here anymore."

"Well, you can take a look around in my room first, I want to change my clothes." After she finished speaking, she immediately opened the door and entered, feeling the pain in her back, she took a piece of clothes and went to the bathroom Check the wound.

Nangong Muning looked at Yan Qingyi's room and found one thing, that is, she usually looked at Yan Qingyi who was serious except for teasing people, but she didn't expect the girl's heart to be so serious, so she even arranged a special for the doll. Room.Moreover, there are also great achievements in literature and art, large and small piano trophies and other trophies.

If the girls in the first high school knew that their supreme Yan Shao was a girl, I don't know how many girls would be sad.

She looked around and found a framed picture next to the trophy with four people in it.

The little boy on the man's neck should be Yan Yibin, and the little girl in the woman's hand should be Yan Qingyi, and the eyebrows of this man and woman are very similar to the two of them.

This should be their parents.

She once heard her mother say that the Yan family had been involved in the business world for many years, but died in a car accident a few years ago. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that everything about the car accident is fake, and only being murdered in the name of a car accident is real.

After so many years, the two siblings can live so comfortably, I really don't know how much they suffered back then.

in the bathroom—

Yan Qingyi returned the clothes with difficulty, propped one hand on the sink next to her, her expression was not very good-looking.

There was a bloody white bandage rolled up in the pajamas in the corner.

"Why is the wound getting more and more painful..." She muttered to herself in pain.

It must be because when I passed by the park when I was going home last night, a few children were playing with water guns. The muzzle of the water gun was aimed at her who was passing by the park, so that the wound would only hurt more and more when it was wet.

It seems that she will need to go to the hospital later, otherwise wound infection is no joke.

"Qing Yi."

Nangong Mu Ning outside the door knocked on the bathroom door, feeling that it took a long time to get in and change, so she knocked on the door to ask about the situation.

The door of the bathroom was opened, and Yan Qingyi came out wearing a black loose sweater, in order to cover the wound on his body, even if the blood was black, he could not see the white clearly.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"fine."

"Then let's go downstairs for dinner. Today is the breakfast made by Bin."

Nangong Muning suddenly remembered the boxed lunch that Yan Yibin gave her last time, saying that he made it himself, and she still remembers the delicious taste.

Yan Qingyi poked her on the head and teased: "Primary school girl is blushing."

She pretended to be calm: "No, Qingyi must have read it wrong."

"Someone is ashamed to admit it."

"How can..."

"By the way, does the elementary school girl know when the dean will come back?"

"This... I remember Grandpa seemed to say that he would come back next week."

"Grandpa!?" She looked at Nangong Muning in disbelief.

"Ah?" Nangong Mu Ning realized that she had slipped her mouth, and immediately said, "Grandpa what? Qing Yi must have heard it wrong. What I said was that I remembered that the dean seemed to say that he would come back next week."

"That's why I heard it wrong." She could see that people didn't want to admit it, and she didn't continue to delve into this issue.

However, I never expected that the dean of Fengling No. [-] High School would be the grandfather of Nangong Mu Ning, that mysterious big shot in the Nangong family.

Things seem to be getting interesting, Dean Nangong...

"Then what does Qing Yi want to do with the dean?"

"As you know, I am directly enrolled in the third grade as the No.1 grade of Fengling No. [-] High School. Thanks to the dean's care, I would like to thank the dean."

"Qingyi doesn't need to be so troublesome, sir... the dean also cherishes talents very much, and the dean is very fond of talents like Qingyi."