The gods are also forced to open

Chapter 482 My Younger Sister Grows Up (21)

"But, this... looks like a minor, right? Brother Li, it's been three years since he started, hehehe!"

"Be careful, be careful!" Liu Yiyao smiled maliciously, and in Li Yue's eyes, it became a wretched smile.

"What are you thinking? This is my sister!"

"Oh, I understand, I understand, it's that younger sister~~"

Liu Yiyao winked at Li Yue, and looked very unbeatable, which made Li Yue want to beat him up.

"It's really my sister! Tell me what's in your head, well, I won't tell you anymore, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

"George Li, remember what brother said, be careful, it's only three years away! When it's over, remember to invite brother to drink!"

Liu Yiyao was still shouting from behind, but Li Yue strode away without looking back, unable to explain to him clearly.

There is a long commercial street in the school, people come and go, it is very lively, but Li Yue feels very peaceful in her heart, because she has Wen Wen on her back, she feels at ease.

But the acquaintances he met mistakenly thought that Wen Wen was his girlfriend. He didn't feel disgusted in his heart, and he felt pretty good. Now that he is just Wen Wen's brother, it's hard to imagine that Wen Wen will be with other boys in the future. I feel like I will go crazy with jealousy, and I feel a little irritable when I think of such a scene.

Her hands tightened a little, and she exerted a little force, but Shu Xia didn't notice anything.
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"Wen Wen, are you awake?"

At 07:30 in the evening, the lights of the city have been lit up, and the neon lights are flashing and colorful.

"Yeah." Shu Xia rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand indiscriminately, sobering up a little.

When she woke up, she seemed to have forgotten to comb her hair. The originally smooth and neat long hair was a little messy. Li Yue approached her, "Your hair is messy." Then he reached out to help her tidy up her hair.

"Uncle Li and the others are going to attend an important banquet of the company tonight, and they won't come back for dinner, so I'll be in charge of your meals tonight." The corners of Li Yue's mouth raised a little, and a smile appeared between her brows and eyes.

"Ah."

"Wen Wen, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Ice cream." Shu Xia blurted out.

"Pfft, you can't eat ice cream as a staple food, let alone Wen Wen's body is cold, you can only eat a little bit. As for the staple food, what does Wen Wen want to eat? Do you want to eat at home or go out?"

"Let's eat at home, I don't want to go out." Shu Xia propped her head up, looking sickly, her eyes fell on the distant sky, the dark blue sky, the background color was an indelible thick ink.

"I don't have anything special to eat, let's see you."

Eating was a torture for her now, her eyes said she could eat ten cows, her stomach said she could only eat a tiny piece of beef.

It's so hard, it's so autistic.

"Then I'll cook Chinese food, something lighter, and then cook a shredded chicken porridge with shiitake mushrooms to warm and nourish the stomach."

"it is good."

Li Yue got into the kitchen and started to get busy, Shu Xia took out her homework and scribbled, regardless of whether it was right or wrong.Liberal arts homework is a bit labor-intensive, with a lot of words, and there are homework such as sorting out mind maps, and the writing is soft.Although Shu Xia was extremely reluctant, she still wrote it. She didn't want to be invited to the office for tea by the teacher. She wanted to save face.

Even if the grades are not good, the teacher will not be too harsh, but if you don't do your homework, it is a matter of attitude, and the teacher will pay special attention to it.Whether the attitude is correct or not is extremely important for the teacher's teaching.

Soon, a scent wafted out of the kitchen, a faint fragrance of porridge, floating in the air, slowly fermenting.It doesn't feel too greasy and smells very comfortable.

Shu Xia was not very hungry, she turned the pen in her hand twice, and speeded up to write the homework. The handwriting was elegant and elegant, which was quite inconsistent with her delicate and weak appearance now.

(End of this chapter)