Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Aning was brought back from her thoughts by the ringing of her mobile phone. The caller ID was "Auntie". After she answered the call, she heard the voice of the person who was so gentle that she could squeeze out water.

"Yining, when are you coming? Auntie made a lot of your favorite food tonight. I will ask your brother to pick you up downstairs when it is almost here."

"Okay aunt, I'll leave right away."

The original owner had a very good relationship with her aunt's family. It could be said that whenever the original owner's parents were not at home, she would go to their house most of the time. She and her cousin were like brothers and sisters.

After hanging up the phone, Aning moved the mouse to exit the video and jumped down from the pink gaming chair. She looked down at her short legs and twitched the corners of her mouth.

I'm really not used to this height.

There should be 158cm, right?

An Ning took out a set of clean clothes from the closet and went to the bathroom in the room.

The little girl is 22 years old and is about to graduate from college. However, due to her height disadvantage and immature appearance, she looks like a minor. It is not an exaggeration to say she is a high school student.

After blow-drying her hair slowly, she casually grabbed a black cotton coat and put it on before going out. Today was New Year's Eve, and the original owner's parents were still discussing business abroad. If nothing else, they probably wouldn't be back this year.

The biting cold wind swept across the vast land, the bare branches were covered with a thin layer of snow, and little white snow fell in the darkening twilight.

After getting off the bus, Aning registered at the gate of the community and was let in. It must be because of the strong New Year atmosphere. There were many half-grown children downstairs throwing cannons together.

Crackling.

Aning licked the melted snow water on her lips and saw her cousin Ding Yichen from a distance, GT's top shooter surrounded by a group of children, smiling playfully.

childish.

Aning bent down and grabbed two handfuls of snow on the ground. Then she straightened up. She walked slowly over and repeatedly twisted a palm-sized snowball.

The tip of her nose was red from the cold, and her almond-shaped pupils were particularly clear.

Ding Yichen was having so much fun competing with the children that he didn't notice Aning, who was getting closer. He only heard a sweet and soft "brother" and he subconsciously raised his head.

I saw a small snowball flying towards him in a perfect parabola.

"Snapped"

Jun's face was hit by a snowball unexpectedly. Ding Yichen heard the laughter and raised his hand to wipe away the scattered snow on his face. When he saw the proud face of Aning, he gritted his teeth.

"Ding Yining!"

After saying that, he picked up a bunch of snowballs from the ground and threw them directly at a little girl's face. But the little girl was obviously prepared. As soon as she leaned her body, the snowball flew away from her.

While hiding his mouth, Aning stuck out his tongue at Ding Yichen playfully, "You can't hit him."

Just when the little girl was feeling proud, Ding Yichen sneered, lowered his head and said to the child next to him.

"As long as any of you can hit the sister in the black coat with a snowball, I will buy 100 cannonballs and give them to you."

"I can!"

"I can too!"

Sure enough, the children immediately squatted down and pulled the snowball. An Ning felt bad and took a few steps back. Her almond-shaped pupils were bulging and her chin was raised.

"Ding Yichen, what do you do..."

Before she could say the word "disadvantage", a round snowball drew a beautiful parabola and hit her in the head.

The snowball melted very quickly when it came into contact with the heat. The cold and biting touch spread across her scalp, making Aning tremble involuntarily. She shook the remaining snow scattered on her head. Before she could hide in her clothes, she was hit again. calamity.

Unfortunately, there were children across the street, and Aning didn't dare to fight back, so she could only hide and hide, while the culprit leaned against the wall and smiled at her.

I can't bear it.

By this time it was completely dark, and the children were being called home one after another.

Ding Yichen looked at the little girl covered in snow and couldn't help laughing. Seeing that the little girl was about to get angry, he walked over and naturally put his arms around her shoulders.

He said with an expression that really didn't deserve a beating: "Why do you still dare to hit my brother?"

"childish!"

Aning put aside his hand on her shoulder, and stepped on his shoe hard while he wasn't paying attention.

When Ding Yichen was feeling distressed about his shoes, Aning quickly grabbed two handfuls of snow from the ground and threw it at him, imitating his tone just now: "How dare you hit my sister?"

Shaking off the snow on his body, Ding Yichen looked at the little girl's successful smile and imitated her tone of voice: "Childish!"

The last two naive "children" were inevitably disliked by a certain lady after returning home.

"How old are you two, but you still have snowball fights like children? How childish are you?"

"Especially you, Ding Yichen, don't you know how to give way to your sister?"

"Yining's hair is wet. Didn't I tell you that girl..."

"Girls can't catch cold."

Ding Yichen said what he said behind the bar in front of Ms. Yang. He had heard this sentence since he was a child, and his ears almost grew calloused. He didn't understand why before, but he didn't know the meaning of this sentence until he got a girlfriend later.

"Mom, I understand, how many years have you been saying this?" Ding Yichen played with his phone and looked up at Ms. Yang's back in the kitchen.

"Auntie, the hair dryer seems to be out of order."

At this time, Aning's voice came from the bathroom, and Ms. Yang's attitude immediately changed 180 degrees. Her voice was gentle, as if she was not the same person as before.

"That one is broken. Auntie will get you a new one."

Ding Yichen often wondered whether the two families had the wrong child when he was a child. In fact, Ding Yining was Ms. Yang's child, and he belonged to his aunt's family.

But when he thought that his eldest aunt and the others were busy working all year round, and even couldn't go home during the holidays, he felt relieved.

Forget it, who made her so pitiful?

He showed great mercy and asked Ms. Yang to pay more attention to her.

After dinner, Ms. Yang asked Aning to stay and watch the New Year together in the evening. As the name suggests, there were many people.

But Aning knew that Ms. Yang was afraid that she would be lonely and bored at home alone.

After watching the Spring Festival Gala and chatting with Uncle Ding and Ms. Yang for a while, Ding Yichen pulled him into the room to play games.

After playing a few games with Aning, Ding Yichen began to doubt his life. He felt that his girl was poisonous. It was obvious that he had everything going smoothly when he played, but why did everything go wrong when he played with her?

Teammates either play him or hang up. In the end of the game, they are either fighting among themselves or fighting for kills.

The most annoying thing is that when they beat the opponent's crystal until there was only a trace of blood left, the opponent directly turned defeat into victory.

Seeing another failed subtitle, Ding Yichen decisively quit the game and threw himself on the bed, his voice extremely depressed.

"Sister, let's play tomorrow. Tonight may not be a good time to pick stars for you."

Aning nodded, that's fine. If she kept beating her, she wouldn't lose any stars.