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Qin Niange trembled all over, and the two people entangled at the door stopped suddenly, but they didn't look shy, but Su Zhiwei still pretended to hide behind Li Mingyi.

When Aunt Lan walked to Qin Niange's side, she naturally saw the postures of Li Mingyi and Su Zhiwei, and disapproval flashed across her face.

Aunt Lan stayed at Zhan's house for half her life, and now she is over half a hundred years old. It can be said that Li Mingyi was watched by her to grow up.

Li Mingyi was not close to his parents since he was a child, but he always respected Aunt Lan.Although Aunt Lan was a servant of the Zhan family, Li Mingyi always regarded her as an elder.

Therefore, although Aunt Lan felt somewhat embarrassed in this current situation, she was not as afraid as the others. She just held the bag of breakfast in her hand and said to him, "Master, I'm sorry."

Although Aunt Lan said she was sorry, anyone could hear a little condemnation in her tone.

"It's okay." Li Mingyi didn't care about her reproachful gaze at all, and didn't even look at her. Instead, he stared at Qin Niange who had been silent at the side, "Miss, what's the matter? Is it too late to eat?"

Qin Niange grasped the strap of his backpack tightly, but didn't speak.

Aunt Lan responded naturally: "Yes, miss got up a little late today, so I want her to bring breakfast on the way."

"Really?" Li Mingyi laughed lowly, licked the corner of his lower lip meaningfully, and then whispered, "It seems that I was scared last night."

Listening to his words, Qin Niange's breath became stagnant, and she couldn't help but think of the reason why she was so scared last night, and her face suddenly turned red.

Qin Niange's hand holding the strap of the backpack was clenched even tighter, his nails were almost sunk into the flesh.

Even though she was very reluctant to speak in front of him, she still couldn't help but said in a panic: "I'm going to be late soon, don't disturb Brother Mingyi and Sister Weiwei, I'll go out first..."

As she spoke, she wanted to reach out to take the breakfast in Aunt Lan's hand.

However, just as Qin Niange's hand was halfway out, a strong and powerful arm passed over her and quickly took the breakfast back.

Needless to say, this person must be Li Mingyi.

This time, not only Qin Niange, but also Su Zhiwei and Aunt Lan couldn't help but froze in place.

"Ming Yi..." Su Zhiwei had already tidied up her clothes, seeing his actions, she couldn't help but reach out and wrap her arms around his arm, as if to remind him of her own existence.

Li Mingyi frowned indistinctly, and smiled at her: "You go to work by yourself first, the time for reciting songs is tight, I'll see her off."

Qin Niange is already in his third year of high school, and is about to usher in the fabled cruel college entrance examination. Of course, the study time is very tight.

Even with Li Mingyi's intervention, she has been exempted from morning self-study and evening self-study, but as far as the normal class time during the day is concerned, it is much earlier than the normal company's work time.

This is why she was so anxious that Li Mingyi could still stand tenderly at the door with Su Zhiwei.

However, when did Li Mingyi be so kind that he cared whether she was late or not?

Su Zhiwei was suspicious in her heart, but she couldn't ask in front of Qin Niange's face, so she could only put down her hand in embarrassment, nodded and said, "Okay, reciting songs is more important, you see her off first."

At first glance, this sentence sounds very knowledgeable and understanding, but as long as you think about it carefully, you will soon realize the sourness in it that is almost irrepressible.

Qin Niange's heart was already uneasy because of Li Mingyi's abnormality, but now he was even more restless, and hurriedly wanted to refuse: "I..."

However, Qin Niange's voice froze in his throat just after meeting Li Mingyi's unpredictable gaze.