Sylvie and Her New Owner

"Damn it, how can there be such a person," Han Yueru slapped the table, "Just now a guy who was holding a basketball injured his knee and asked if he could help deal with it. I went to him and didn't know there was an infirmary!"

"It's all because of Hill's great charm." Wen Yuyan smirked.

"I feel like I'm being isolated by the boys in my class." Han Xiu lay on the table, wanting to cry without tears.

"Isn't it your idea!" Blue veins appeared on Hill's forehead.

Speaking of which, she has been very irritable recently. There are indeed a lot of emails in the mailbox of the Ministry of Service, but nine out of ten letters begin with Dear Sikong Xi - everyone seems to be very accepting of her new name.

"Look at the last one," Si Kongqing teased, "I hope it's not a love letter."

She kind of wanted to tell the boys that your goddess was alluring in my bed last night.

"The last one..." Han Yueru muttered, and opened the email, "Dear Ministry of Service..."

Everyone looked so happy, it was finally time to get serious!

Chapter 88: Volunteering

"Hill, hurry up," Sikongqing dragged Hill, who was still eating bread, as the black exhaust fumes from the bus in front of him, "get on the bus and eat again."

"The last bite!" Hill swallowed a big mouthful of meat floss, and stumbled and sat in the two seats in the back row under the watchful eyes of the students waiting in the car.

Wen Yuyan in the front seat looked back, smiled and said to Hill:

"Hill, was it last night..."

She put her two thumbs together, making Hill blushed - how can you smear someone's innocence out of thin air?

But she didn't dare to defend herself, because the fact that she woke up late today had something to do with Sikongqing's nonsense.She buried her head in silence and continued to eat bread, while Si Kongqing took out a carton of milk from her bag and handed it to her. With a roar, the carriage was filled with happy air.

Today is the weekend again.

Hill recalled what Han Yueru read in the activity room.

"Dear Ministry of Service,

Hello

We are a school volunteer group. The volunteer activities originally scheduled for the weekend were difficult to carry out due to the fact that several students asked for leave. Can you help us find a replacement?

Yours sincerely,

"Gu Yao, head of the volunteer group"

They finally got a serious entrustment. This is an activity of the school's volunteer group to visit the orphanage. Because several students who signed up regretted their withdrawal in the middle, they are now in an embarrassing situation.

"What? Let's help them find someone?" Hill thought for a while. "Or do we get it on our own?"

"They probably hope we can go," Han Yueru pondered, "It's not because they can't find anyone that they're looking for us. They can't find it, and we can't find it."

Therefore, if you agree to help the volunteer group, it is the best solution for the ministry to participate in person.

"Then go, anyway, volunteering is not a bad thing." Everyone agreed.

Although a bit tiring and troublesome - you need to register as a volunteer on the website, and as required, they also perform shows in front of the children, such as singing and poetry reading, so they need to be carefully prepared.

Four people are needed, so it is set as four girls.

"Is it any good?" Hill looked at Han Yueru eagerly.

Of course there are benefits.

Volunteer hours can be added at the end of the term. Although there are very few additions and an upper limit, it can be regarded as an encouragement.A true scholar will not rely on these bonus points, because it is more efficient to spend volunteering time on learning.

"That's all, we won't call it the service department if we take other benefits." Han Yueru criticized Comrade Silvi's ideological consciousness, causing the girl to bow her head in shame.

But now, she had finished eating the bread, stuffed the empty milk carton into Sikongqing's hand, and lay by the window to watch the scenery.

The orphanage is located in the suburbs, a place far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.It takes about two hours to get up early in the morning.

"Are you sleepy?" Si Kongqing saw her yawning, so he sat down, "you can sleep on my lap."

"Yo, lap pillow!" Wen Yuyan, who had been eavesdropping, was very pleasantly surprised, and she had material for her lily novel.

What she wrote is a story about a wealthy sister who is deeply in abusive relationship, "You Are My Sister of a Wealthy Family". The black-bellied strong-attacking sister and the soft and cute weak-suffering sister, the character prototype is the pair behind, published on Jinhu Literature Network, It currently ranks third on the Lily List.

Hill's mind was swayed. She was really sleepy. Her eyes still hurt when she was caught early in the morning, and she could squeeze out tears when she closed it.Si Kongqing was equivalent to giving her a pillow when she was dozing off. Compared with the hard windows, of course, her thighs were more comfortable.

So, she lay down without shame.She took off her shoes, and regardless of the peeping from the volunteer group in front, she occupied the back row by herself, turned her head, and turned her face to Si Kongqing's lower abdomen, flat and soft, which soon made her confused.

This Sylvie fell asleep.

Si Kongqing gently traced the girl's outline with her fingers, feeling the prying eyes, she sighed and stopped on the girl's cheek.

"Wen Yuyan."

The girl who was holding the screen as a mirror in front of her trembled and put away her phone honestly.

She tried to glance out of the corner of the eye, but the big boss's deterrent force made her not dare to look back, and vaguely saw that Si Kongqing seemed to be leaning down, what was it?

what is it then?

The bus stopped with a sound of a flameout.Hill felt like he was sleeping on a boat, but suddenly there were waves, making the boat unsteady.

"arrive."

The familiar tone made her open her eyes and turned over. The rows of back seats in front of her were stretched arms, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

She also sat up and stretched her legs so hard that she stretched out, as if drowsiness had run away from the soles of her feet.

The gate of the orphanage is just ahead.

Brightly colored buildings, neatly arranged flowers and trees, the environment is not bad at first glance, like a kindergarten.There are many precautions in this volunteer activity, so the group leader Gu Yao personally led the team.The one who came to greet them was a big sister, who seemed to be the age of just graduating from college.

"Hey, I'm the life teacher here," she said with a kind smile, but not too enthusiastic, like Chen Xi at the moment, "Just call me Sister Han."

The life teacher is named Long Han.Calling her is a very strange being. When you call her Long Jie, it seems to call her old, just like calling a female senior at work.And it's just right to be called Sister Han, intimate and respectful.

"Why did you come to work in a welfare institution?" the girls asked in the hallway chatteringly. The few male volunteers were a little embarrassed. This kind of women who just graduated from college is full of charm but makes them hard to approach as high school kids. , had no choice but to play with the phone in a group.

"Because I didn't do well in the college entrance examination, I studied sociology," Sister Han smiled indifferently, "but I really like my current job."

She led the volunteers to the classroom, where children of all sizes played.Hill took a quick look around, and his eyes stopped on the eldest-looking child.

It was a pretty girl, about ten years old, with low ponytails, wearing an old but clean dress, writing and drawing in a notebook, with a very cute profile.

Everyone is a potential lolicon.Hill pointed to the little loli and looked at Sister Han eagerly:

"Can you interact with them?"

Sister Han blinked, "Yes," she reminded the boy kindly, "Boys are only responsible for taking care of boys."

This is an unquestioned rule and a protection for children.

The boy who wanted to feed the little loli with snacks put his hand away angrily and walked towards the noisy little bunny.

Hill moved a chair and sat beside Little Loli, but Little Loli ignored her after one look at her.Si Kongqing didn't like to deal with naive children, and just sat silently preparing for the show.

Hill seems to like children?

She pondered, thoughtfully.

Hill also once thought that she didn't like children—cry and fuss, sat on the ground when a word disagreed, had to feed for half an hour, and was picky eaters—this is a summary of her past views on relatives’ children.

But today she learned that what she didn't like was the bear child. She said she didn't like it because she had never seen a good child.

For example, this one in front of me is quiet and well-behaved, with square writing, no crying, no fussing, no strangers.

"What's your name?" Hill felt like she was shaking, and the less people cared about her, the more curious she became, just like when Si Kongqing was cold and icy in the past, she also liked to join up.

Little Loli hesitated for a while, and probably judged that the sister in front of her was not a bad person, and wrote on the notebook with a pen:

"Wang Xinyi."

A very common and nice name.

The timid appearance of the little loli made Hill like it very much. She took out the chocolate from her backpack and shook it in front of the girl:

"Call my sister and I'll give it to you!"

However, she did not receive a response from Little Loli.

The girl didn't make a sound, and even lowered her head to avoid looking at her. Hill was panicked by her injured and vulnerable appearance.

"She can't speak." Si Kongqing said softly, tugging at Hill's sleeve.

Hill suddenly felt guilty, and felt that he looked like a bad person.

No wonder she stayed in the orphanage... How could such a beautiful and well-behaved girl not be adopted.

The healthy and the young were taken away, leaving the disabled and those with congenital diseases.With age, the possibility of being adopted becomes lower and lower, and they can only grow up in a lack of caring environment.

"Don't, don't be sad," Hill frantically peeled off the chocolate and put a straw on the yogurt, "Don't call me sister, eat it!"

For children, eating should solve all problems, right?

Hill wasn't sure, Little Loli was in a low mood and didn't eat snacks - it was over, and she overturned the car!

No one paid attention to their progress. The volunteers took care of their own children. Suddenly, as is common in schools, the classroom fell silent for no reason, and a clear cat meow came to everyone's ears.

"Meow~"

The voice was soft and waxy, even a little milky powder, but it made people feel itchy. They couldn't help chasing the source of the voice. Everyone's eyes were focused on the front of the classroom, and a searchlight was shining on one of the three girls. on-

Hill, who was raising her paws to coax the child, was stunned, and her face turned red with each additional gaze.

Why is this classroom suddenly quiet? !

That shameful cat meowing broke her young heart, and she was ashamed enough, yet it was heard by everyone!

she... she...

She saw Little Loli's bright and clear eyes.

Such a look, replaced by the tone of a little girl, was clearly saying, "I still want to listen to the cat meowing."

Si Kongqing couldn't help it, his smile trembled, his shoulders twitched.

The boys looked at each other and thought, "I want her to be my girlfriend," and then "This war between us is inevitable."