Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

After the evening self-study, He Jinchuan went to the next class and saw the expected picture. This time he was talking about physics.

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Seeing He Jinchuan, Sheng Zhouzhou stopped talking, "I'll tell you tomorrow. There are three solutions to this question."

"Okay, thank you. Just give me your English notes before class tomorrow." Jiang Yun said warmly.

"Ah."

After packing her things, she carried her book bag and went out. She looked at He Jinchuan and shouted, "Brother, let's go."

Taking the book bag in her hand, He Jinchuan said in a faint voice: "My English is not good either. You can lend me your notes next time."

Jiang Yun pursed her lips to hold back a smile and said calmly: "I usually give it to you but I don't want it."

"I want it, give it to me."

"Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

He Jinchuan then gave up and reached out to pinch her face, "Did you understand all three chemistry papers today?"

"I understand, Sheng Zhouzhou is really smart and enthusiastic." Jiang Yun praised from the bottom of his heart.

Although classmates help each other, in the senior year of high school, everyone is busy studying and doing homework.

Occasionally I will be impatient when asking questions, or I will finish it in just a few words. In fact, I may not be able to understand.

But Sheng Zhouzhou was really patient and didn't find it troublesome at all.

"As long as you understand." The young man responded lazily, seeming not to care much about Sheng Zhouzhou.

When he got home, he and Jiang Yun finished their homework, and He Jinchuan was ready to leave.

"Brother, drink soup." Jiang Yun called to him.

For the first time, He Jinchuan felt that the word "brother" was so harsh, and it felt wrong no matter how he heard it.

"I'm not used to calling names." He grabbed her ponytail and pinched her cheeks out of habit.

Jiang Yun glared at him, "Don't you like to hear it? I will call you brother from now on."

Let him hear enough.

"..." He Jinchuan was at a loss for words.

After he finished drinking the soup, he hesitated for a moment, then reached out to hold Jiang Yun's face and rubbed it quickly, "It's okay for a brother to bully a sister."

After doing something bad, he would run away.

"He Jinchuan!"

Jiang Yun grabbed the man and pinned him on the bed with his backhand. He suppressed the young man's chest with both hands and leaned forward to look into his eyes.

He Jinchuan struggled for a moment, and when he saw the little girl's ferocious expression, his dark eyes contained a smile, "No big or small, just now he called me brother."

"Who asked you to pinch my face like this?" Jiang Yun's cheeks were rubbed red, and she grabbed his ears angrily, "Pinch it back for me."

"No." He Jinchuan shook his head and avoided her hand, smiling brightly.

Jiang Yun failed to control her center of gravity, accidentally tripped, and rushed toward him, pressing her hard and hitting his forehead with her head.

I have a headache in my forehead, but my heart feels soft.

He Jinchuan's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly grabbed her waist, quickly held her with Qiaojin, turned her over, and took advantage of the situation to hold her hand and press it down.

Jiang Yun's eyes were slightly red, "It hurts, you hit my head!"

"Little ancestor, it was obviously you who knocked me."

He Jinchuan's eyes were full of helplessness, and he ignored the strange feeling on his body. He raised his hand and pressed her forehead and rubbed it gently, "Does it hurt here?"

"Yes." She looked at him with clear eyes, feeling inexplicably pitiful and aggrieved.

He Jinchuan's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. After rubbing it, he pulled away and raised his hand to tug on the collar of his school uniform. "Let's go. Don't sleep in tomorrow."

"I know." Jiang Yun raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, waving to him.

He Jinchuan almost ran back.

He didn't know why he was running, but he always felt guilty.

Obviously nothing was done.

I just accidentally bumped into it.

Jiang Yun didn't care, so what did he have to care about.

He patted his head and told himself to calm down.

He Jinchuan was not in a hurry to sleep at night and began to answer physics questions.

His sister teaches herself, how can others teach her as well as he does.

A month has passed and the school is on holiday.

The senior year of high school only has Sunday afternoon off on weekends, and there are exams in the morning, so it is hardly a holiday.

Only the monthly vacation is real and can last for two days. ?

"Do you want to go to the library to study papers together tomorrow?" Sheng Zhouzhou turned to look at Jiang Yun and asked.

Seeing He Jinchuan waiting outside, Jiang Yun shook her head, "It's a holiday and it's not good to have a tense mind."

"Okay, here are my math notes. You can look at them when you have time. There are also a collection of wrong questions on them."

Jiang Yun reached out and took it, "Thank you."

The two of them were sending each other back and forth, chattering, and He Jinchuan's eyebrows were twitching.

He grew up with Jiang Yun, and it was the first time he saw her talking so much to a boy and smiling brightly.

That posture seemed like he wanted to continue talking nonsense.

unprecedented.

Obviously, I only talked nonsense with him before.

His sister is not going to have puppy love with this new guy.

Thinking of this possibility, He Jinchuan looked serious, walked in, picked up Jiang Yun's schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom with him.

"Is there something urgent?" Jiang Yun raised her head and followed him in confusion.

Look, I don’t want to leave yet.

He Jinchuan got into the car at the school gate and signaled the driver to lift the fender. Then he reached out to touch her head and said in a serious tone: "Yunyun, early love is not good."

"If you don't study hard now, I'll bake sweet potatoes for you later."

Jiang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and poked his arm, "When did I fall in love early? You're talking nonsense."

The young man's eyes brightened slightly, and he came closer, the corners of his lips rising uncontrollably, "You don't like Sheng Zhouzhou?"

"I don't like it." Jiang Yun hugged his neck and looked at him with bright eyes, "Brother, what are you happy about?"