Sister, Shut Up!

Wang Zi and Song Huanhuan worked together to move a box to the gate of the community. After getting up, they breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing what the leader said, they looked at each other.

Even though they were both wearing masks at this time, with just one look, the two seemed to be able to think of what the other wanted to convey.

"Go back early, don't worry your uncles and aunts." It was rare for Wang Zi to take the initiative to hold Song Huanhuan's little hand and pull her into his arms.

In the cold wind, the two snuggled together, their foreheads were close to each other, and the masks touched each other, enjoying the short-term warmth of each other.

"Well, you should go back earlier." Song Huanhuan said, hugging him even harder.

When the two separated, both Wang Zinc and Song Huanhuan reached for their pockets at the same time, took out a red envelope from it, and handed it to each other.

Song Huanhuan was surprised when she saw the red envelope in Wang Zinc's hand: "Why do you have it too?"

"My parents told you, Happy New Year." Wang Zi stuffed the red envelope into Song Huanhuan's hand.

"Thank you!" Song Huanhuan was very pleasantly surprised, holding the red envelope tightly into her arms.

The significance of this red envelope does not lie in how much lucky money is inside, but in its own meaning.

Song Huanhuan raised her eyebrows with joy, and handed her red envelope to Wang Xin. She opened her eyes wide and playfully, and said with a smile, "My parents wrapped this for you. Happy New Year~"

"Well, thank you." Wang Zi put away the red envelope and put it in his pocket, "That's it, it's time to go back."

"Well," Song Huanhuan nodded, but still stood still.

Wang Zi looked at her and didn't turn around to leave. It was just a few seconds of stalemate. The two figures on the road became one again, and they didn't know when they would separate.

……

In a small villa west of Hangzhou.

Xun Liang looked down at the bowl of instant noodles on the table, and fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Sister, when you say a sumptuous dinner, do you mean cooking instant noodles in a bucket into a ceramic bowl?"

"I also added two eggs and a piece of ham." Sitting opposite, Zhou Qin explained the facts calmly, and added, "I also put tomatoes."

Xun Liang twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "That's really quite rich..."

There is no way, my parents are out of the province, and they are the only two at home to celebrate New Year's Eve.

Xun Liang himself is a black hole in the kitchen, he has nothing but instant noodles.

Zhou Qin is not much better, only slightly better than Xun Liang, and he still eats instant noodles every day, but he always comes up with new tricks to make the instant noodles look different from yesterday's instant noodles.

Today is New Year's Eve, which is rare, so Zhou Qin cooks specially, boils two bowls of instant noodles in a pot, and adds eggs, ham sausage and tomato.

It is indeed rich enough.

Xun Liang had nothing to say, picked up his chopsticks and began to sip the instant noodles, sucking and sucking.

If it wasn't for the fact that he had been eating instant noodles these days, otherwise he had to say that Zhou Qin's noodles were quite delicious today.

Xun Liang's bowl of noodles was huge, Zhou Qin ate very little by herself, and finished it in a few mouthfuls. Then she sat opposite, propped her chin and quietly watched her brother eat the noodles.

Xun Liang on the opposite side was eating, and felt that there was something on his thigh. He lowered his head, blinked, then raised his eyes to look at the calm-faced sister in front of him, and swallowed subconsciously.

"Sister... I'm eating noodles, don't make trouble."

"Huh?" Zhou Qin tilted his head to look at him with a flat face, as if the feet under the table were not hers. It was really difficult to connect what happened on the table with what happened under the table.

Xun Liang's whole body stiffened, and it took more than ten minutes to finish eating the instant noodles without even the soup left.

"Are you full? Do you want more?" Zhou Qin's face was very calm, but probably due to the amount of exercise on his feet, there was still a slight blush on his face, which reflected her fair cheeks very rosy.

"I'm full, I'm full." Xun Liang was in a hurry to get out of prison, as if he was in prison, he reached down from the table with both hands, pinched his sister's ankles, like pinching a hot potato, and immediately retracted his legs after picking it up Withdrew, escaped from her sister's feet.

Zhou Qin didn't mind either, but looked at his younger brother's flustered look, with a beautiful slight arc on the corner of his lips.

Seeing Xun Liang fled back to the bedroom in a panic, Zhou Qin stood up, took the dishes back to the kitchen, washed them, put them away, cleaned them up, returned to the living room, went up to the third floor, and returned to his bedroom.

Anyway, she is a top student at Zhejiang University, and she is not someone who only has her younger brother in her eyes. Sitting in front of the desk, Zhou Qin took out his ipad to open the online class, put on his headphones, spread out his textbooks, exercise books and draft books, and began to enter Learning Status.

Before I knew it, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Qin was still concentrating on studying and brushing up the questions carefully, with his back to the bedroom door, and buried himself in the desk.

Because she was wearing earphones, she didn't notice that the bedroom door had been quietly pushed open.

Xun Liang sneaked in from the door and saw his sister sitting at the desk, holding his breath and quietly tiptoeing in from outside.

Walking slowly to Zhou Qin's bed, he took out a red envelope and a string of necklaces from his pocket, and stuffed them under Zhou Qin's pillow.

I don't know if I heard the movement, or if I really have a tacit understanding.

Zhou Qin turned around suddenly, and happened to meet his younger brother's eyes.

Xun Liang had already finished XZ at this time, and took a few steps back, smirking and waving at his sister: "Don't bother you, you go on, go on."

With that said, he turned around and was about to slip away.

But in the next second, Zhou Qin got up from the chair, quickly came behind him, and closed the bedroom door with a bang, blocking him at the door.

"Are you alright?"

Zhou Qin, who was only one forehead lower than Xun Liang, stood in front of him, his slim body pressed against him, but asked calmly.

"No, it's all right...just to see what you're doing..." Xun Liang said guiltily, his eyes flickering, avoiding his sister's sight.

Of course Zhou Qin didn't believe his nonsense, and while pulling him to prevent him from leaving, he came to the bed where Xun Liang was standing just now.

After approaching, the folds between the bed sheet and the pillow were clearly visible, and Zhou Qin quickly noticed the clue, and took out a red envelope and necklace from under the pillow.

Seeing that the matter came to light, Xun Liang sighed, and his whole body relaxed: "I wanted to surprise you...uh...wait..."

"Fairy Wood"

Without saying a word, the person has been pushed down on the bed.

The red envelopes and necklaces were all thrown aside, and they could only hug each other to keep warm.

……

On New Year's Eve, Chen Haotang rarely gave himself a holiday.

Fortunately, he has a lot of manuscripts, unlike Jiang Miao, who has no code words after asking for leave today, and he will stop for a day.

"On New Year's Eve, when it's Chinese New Year's Eve, it's time for people to relax, right?" Jiang Miao was rightly confident, "Sleeping 365 days a year is too tiring."

"Who told you not to save the manuscript." Su Huai porridge gave him a blank look.

Four people are sitting around the coffee table, playing poker.

Chatting and chatting.

"Isn't this the meaning of the leave request?" Jiang Miao straightened his chest, "In the same month, if the first leave request is 100 points, the second one will be 1000 points, and the third one will be 10000 points. You can only ask for three days off in a month at most, otherwise you will not be able to attend full attendance, which is miserable, okay?"

"Not to mention that I usually don't fill up, only once or twice a month."

"It's reasonable and understandable."

Su Huai porridge didn't listen to his nonsense, and pointed to the core: "So you just didn't save the manuscript."

Jiang Miao had a toothache: "..."

Looking at Chen Haotang on the opposite side, Jiang Miao gritted her teeth secretly, unable to beat her anger.

Sometimes I'm afraid of comparison.

There is no harm without comparison.

Now that Chen Haotang, a living daily machine, is in front of him, it seems that Jiang Miao's sophistry is so untenable.

It is really the master who is starved to death by the disciples of the church, and every word is getting more and more cumbersome.

"Then I'll type." Jiang Miao slapped the pad on the coffee table and walked towards the bedroom angrily.

Seeing his arrogance, Ding Ning's eyes widened immediately: "Hey! You're about to lose! Draw the turtle and go!"

"It's okay, senior sister will come to draw." Jiang Miao slipped back to the bedroom and successfully escaped punishment.

Su Huai porridge shook his head helplessly, stood up and walked to the bedroom, then turned his head and said: "Then let's go here first, happy new year~"

"Sister, Happy New Year~" Ding Ning responded sweetly.

After seeing Su Huai porridge back to the bedroom and closing the door, the living room suddenly became quiet.

Ding Ning glanced at Chen Haotang, then retracted his gaze, then glanced twice, and silently moved towards him.

Seeing that Chen Haotang didn't respond, she moved over there again, tilted her head, and finally leaned on Chen Haotang's shoulder, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Are you still typing at night?" Ding Ning asked.

"No." Chen Haotang put his arms around Ding Ning's waist, but he didn't seem to be very skilled in his movements. "There are still many manuscripts."

"Then...what are you doing at night?" Ding Ning asked again.

Chen Haotang was silent for a moment: "...I don't know."

"How about... go back to the room first?" Ding Ning licked her lower lip, a little afraid that senior sister and Jiang Miao would come out of the bedroom again, so she decided to change positions.

Chen Haotang rested tonight to accompany Ding Ning, so he nodded, got up with her, and entered the guest bedroom.

boom.

The door was closed and locked.

Ding Ning immediately retracted into Chen Haotang's arms. Chen Haotang was pushed against the door by inertia, and hugged Ding Ning in his arms against the door frame.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Ding Ning, who was in his arms, raised her face, her eyes were already moist, and she looked at Chen Haotang in a daze.

Feeling the little hands on his chest getting closer, Chen Haotang lowered his head, looked at the two ruddy lips that seemed to be attracting gravity, and gradually lowered his head.

……

In the master bedroom next door, the juniors are lingering together.

"Sister, help me draw a turtle."

"You... how about you, those who celebrate the Chinese New Year don't even have a red envelope."

"Hiss... how come... no..." Jiang Miao's breathing was a little short, but she still didn't forget to tease, "I'll give it to you right away, hundreds of millions."

"……rogue!"

248 Senior Sister, Help Me Draw a Turtle