Sylvie and Her New Owner

Lian Xinru was granted amnesty and immediately sat up, fearing that she would be uncomfortable, Hill also took off his green jacket and folded it again.

It's like taking care of a child.

Hill felt that he had experienced the heart of parenting in advance.

"Don't sneak away next time," she said viciously.

"Uh-huh!"

Si Kongqing picked up the light stick and tapped Lianxin's forehead, "You scared your sister Hill."

She was also very frightened, thinking that she had lost the child.

"Hehe." Lian Xin bowed his head in embarrassment.

Hill stretched, woke up from sleep, she was full of energy, took out her earphones, and put one side on her heart-to-heart ear:

"They don't sing as well as your sister Sikongqing. Come on, I'll play it for you."

I even glanced at Si Kongqing in amazement, does my sister still sing?

"She's all things," Hill added, "except sports."

Si Kongqing's expression was as usual, and it felt a little subtle to be evaluated like this by Hill.

"Amazing."

"Actually, I'm pretty good too."

"what?"

"What do you mean by that tone!"

"No no, I believe it!"

Of course she believed it.

The sister who pulled her out of despair was the most powerful.

"Don't listen," Sikong Qing smiled and poked his two younger sisters, "Dai Quan is here."

"Goku?!" Hill woke up and quickly took off his headphones.

She came here to listen to the song "Wukong".When I was a sophomore in high school, I came across this song and it was so cool.

The cheers erupted, and the audience's energy for the whole game spurted out at this moment.

"I need to

What's the use of this iron rod

I need to

How does this change?"

Hill is not a groupie, she just simply likes this song.She hummed softly, following the singer's melody, she couldn't hear it out of tune, Si Kongqing and Lian Xin were dumbfounded.

The climax came one after another, and the gymnasium applauded.

"This is a great—"

"Calling you ashes—"

"Destroy!"

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"Sounds good!"

Hill held Si Kongqing in one hand and Lianxin in the other, and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

She danced like a tap dancer and looked worried about throwing her shoes out.Looking up at the bright moon, there are three people facing each other. On the marble pavement, their shadows are drawn as long and slender as running water, swaying and swaying, like some kind of monster dancing.

"Go slow."

Si Kongqing squeezed her hand.Soft and delicate like a puppet.

Hill slowed down, still humming the song "Wukong".

"Are you still addicted to listening?"

"uh-huh."

Sikongqing raised his head, looked at Tianyue Xinghe, and said softly:

"Then I sing for you?"

She turned her head, and the two younger sisters had a cute look with peas eyes.

Smiling, she sang softly.

Like wind chimes in the rain, crisp and melodious.Such a singing voice should belong to a creature like a goblin or a siren - Si Kongqing, who has a voice that has been kissed by an angel.

Thief sounds nice.

Hill was fascinated, as if bewitched, and didn't even know when it would end.

The whirling shadows of the trees are accompanied by the sound of salsa.

"Don't be in a daze." Si Kongqing woke her up with a word, "Does it sound good?"

"Nice!"

Hill held his head high, as if he was the first to blow.

Sikongqing was stunned for a moment, turned his face away, and whispered "Oh", feeling a little uncomfortable.

"You think it sounds good too, right?" Hill shook Lianxin's hand and got a cooperative nod from the little girl.

In the future, Sikongqing will sing the live version to her every day, otherwise it would be a waste to put a good singer at home and not listen to it.

She thought so and said so.

Sikongqing's brows twitched, and the willow-like eyebrows undulated together:

"Singing is very tiring. I don't want to sing for nothing."

"The co-author just gave me a taste of the product?" Hill narrowed his eyes and insisted, "Don't do it."

"You can sing if you want me to."

"Oh? What's the price?"

"The price..." Si Kongqing said softly, "I suddenly remembered that you still owe me a condition."

"Huh?" Hill was confused, "When did it happen?"

"Playground," Si Kongqing suggested, "a game of hoops."

"Is there something about that?"

Hill blinked innocently.

Si Kongqing looked meaningfully at the girl who was pretending to be stupid.

"What do you think I want from you?" In front of Lianxin's face, she said more vaguely.

"I don't know." Hill shook his head, his hair like a rattle.

There is no way to take her for the time being.

To be honest, Si Kongqing still has some sense of crisis - for example, Hill is too beautiful, has a good personality, looks weak and likes to be brave, and it is easy to attract young ladies from unknown sources - such as herself.Is there any special bond between her and Hill?Maybe there is.They are sisters, and they are close to the water. This is an advantage, and it may also be a disadvantage.

She didn't want to keep Hill in a too naked way.Hill would refuse and say no to this every time she made a move, and she would think, what should I do?She has never been in love, and she doesn't know what it is like to be in love between girls.

So, she tried to accompany Hill to the concert and sing to her.She wondered whether girls of this age like the type of domineering presidents. Although they don't like to take things by force, should they give Hill's novels a little more money first?

But the little maid is not short of money now, and this method doesn't seem to work.Hill is no longer the little maid she used to be, but she still likes to shout like this in her heart. At that time, Hill was alone by her side, but now she has grandparents, parents, friends, sisters, and even... suitors.

You are no longer the only one.

The biggest difference between love and family and friendship is probably the strong possessiveness.

She'll hold her tight and won't give Hill to anyone.

"Let's take the bus at night."

Walk outside the gym, Hill suggested.

Si Kongqing, who was aware of the people's sentiments, had no opinion, but Lianxin showed hesitation.

"What's wrong?" Hill stopped, "Go home with my sister, how can I be at ease when you live at home alone."

"Dad found a nanny..."

"How can a nanny be better than a sister." She said angrily, "Call auntie nanny and tell me."

"Um……"

Lianxin is actually reluctant.

She wanted to live with her sister, but was afraid of seeing Suna.But the bus had already arrived, and she followed in a ghostly way, and there was no chance to go back.

The bus at night is very empty.There are seats everywhere, like their cars.The inertia of the ancestral bus is great, and every time the driver steps on the brake, they make them lean forward for a long time.

Lian Xin's expression was serious, probably nervous.

Hill thought about it and decided to make the atmosphere more lively:

"Hey, do you know that there are many ghost stories on the bus at night?"

"Huh?" Si Kongqing said he was all ears.

Even the heart looked over.

"Once upon a time, there was a young man on the bus with only him and an old man in the bus," Hill used a gloomy tone. "Then, a man in Qing Dynasty clothes came on the bus."

"Suddenly, the old man grabbed the young man and insisted that he stole his wallet. The young man couldn't resist, and was dragged out of the car for the theory, and the old man told him the truth—"

"The person who just got in the car is actually a ghost!"

"Sure enough, the next day, people found the bus in the lake, with only the driver's body on it. They met a ghost who specially picked the bus!"

……