happy life of stars

"Ah."

Zhang Zifeng took a washbasin, found a new face towel, filled it with warm water and carried it to the room where Qin Shu slept.

She wrung out the facecloth vigorously and carefully washed Qin Shu's face. Suddenly, she became playful, looked at Qin Shu's sleeping face, and pinched his nose with her hands.

Qin Shu couldn't breathe, his chest heaved, he stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Zifeng's hand away, and muttered to himself: "Xian'er, don't make trouble, I want to sleep."

After speaking, continue to sleep soundly.

"Xian'er, Xian'er, Xian'er who knows you every day, hey... If only I met you first."

Zhang Zifeng pouted, looking a little lost and melancholy, and whispered to himself: "Brother Qin, I wish you happiness, I will be your sister from now on."

The little girl is simple-minded and has the highest reverence for love. Love is sacred and cannot be desecrated. If you like someone, you hope that he will live well, and you only leave your sorrow to yourself.

Staring blankly at Qin Shu's sleeping face, a voice rang in her mind, "Sister kisses brother's face, is it okay?"

Another voice replied: "Okay, that's perfectly normal."

"Is it really possible?"

"Why not? It's perfectly normal to kiss."

Zhang Zifeng looked outside the door like a thief, knelt down and slowly approached Qin Shu's face, her heart was pounding, feeling so exciting.

Finally mustered up the courage, like a dragonfly touching water, retreated at the touch of a touch, and his little face turned red with a swipe.

Hold hands together to lower the temperature.

Hearing movement outside, she immediately helped Qin Shu take off his shoes, simply washed and dried his feet, then moved them to bed with great effort, covered him with the quilt, and closed the door.

...............

The next morning, Qin Shu woke up leisurely, looked around for a moment before remembering where he was, took out his phone to check, it was already past 8 o'clock, and there were still a few missed calls and messages on it.

Song Xian'er hit two, Tang Wuyou hit one, the message was from Song Xian'er, saying good night to him.

Qin Shu dialed her phone, and there was a lazy voice on the other side, and it sounded like she was still sleeping.

"It's 12 o'clock, why don't you get up?"

"12 o'clock?...Liar, it's only a few minutes after 8 o'clock, why didn't you answer the phone last night?"

"Drunk, I'm at Zifeng's house?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Didn't we become sworn brothers? Her parents want to meet me, and I should also visit them. They said they will meet my parents tomorrow, so that the two families can get acquainted."

"To see your parents?" Song Xian'er lost sleepiness, "I want to go too."

"Didn't you say you weren't ready?"

"Ready, what do your parents like?"

Qin Shu joked: "What? Want to please your parents-in-law?"

"Hmph, I won't tell you. Tell me, what do they like?"

Qin Shu joked with a smile: "My dad is easy to pass. He has no other hobbies, he just likes to drink a few sips. My mother is troublesome and likes to play mahjong. You have to buy a mahjong table."

"That's all? What about clothes and jewelry? Do you like bags?"

"What should I buy after you finish shopping? You also have to ask me to be filial."

Song Xian'er giggled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you... When will you be back?"

"Back after breakfast."

"Well, see you later."

"See you soon."

Chapter 159

"Bang, bang..."

There was a knock on the door, Zhang Zifeng opened the door and stuck his head in, saying, "Brother Qin, are you awake?"

"woke up.".

"What kind of dumplings do you like to eat?"

"It's fine if there's meat."

"Well, continue to sleep, and I'll call you when I get better." Zhang Zifeng closed the door gently.

Qin Shu didn't continue to sleep, turned over, got up, put on his shoes, and went out to wash.

In the living room, Zhang's mother was making dumplings, and Zhang Zifeng was helping.

"Auntie, morning."

"Good morning, Xiao Qin, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good, sleep till dawn."

Zhang Zifeng got up, took Qin Shu to the bathroom, and gave him a new toothbrush and face towel.

"Thank you."

Qin Shu closed the door to wash, and emptied his body by the way. When he came out, the dumplings had already been cooked.

"Xiao Qin, sit down for a while, the dumplings will be ready soon...Zifeng, go watch TV with your brother."

"Oh."

Qin Shu was sitting on the sofa, holding the TV remote control and constantly changing the channel. There was joy in it, singing and dancing, but he was not very interested.

Putting down the TV remote control panel, he said casually: "Zifeng, how is your study? How many exams have you passed?"

Zhang Zifeng was stunned, and said: "It's okay, the third in the class, and the age is 3."

Qin Shu shook his head, pretending to be deep, and pretended to be coercive: "No, I'm only 18. Back then, your brother and I were number one in age. It's impossible to surpass me. First, get the first place in the class... ...Young man, you have to work harder."

"En." Zhang Zifeng didn't know what to say, if possible, she wanted to beat Qin Shu.

"Come on, look after you."