Specific gravity

At the moment when Cen Baiyan picked up Xuanzhao's phone——

"Di-di-di-di-"

Another phone rings in.

Cen Baiyan withdrew his hand and turned his head to scan his phone screen. Why did the little girl look for him so early in the morning?

He guessed it was the matter of urging him to change his surname and address to call him Dad. He didn't want to accept it at first, but after thinking about it, he was worried that his sister would ask him for help if he got into some trouble, so he swiped his finger.

"It's early in the morning, what?" Cen Baiyan sipped the tofu curd, and lazily raised his legs, "You better have something serious, or I'll break your leg when I go back."

"You're not willing!" Cen Qing yelled, "Good news, good news!"

Cen Baiyan was caught off guard by her yelling, his eardrums were going to be pierced, and he carried his phone a little farther away: "Jiangnan Tannery closed down a long time ago."

"Don't make trouble!" Cen Qing shouted, "Brother, this time is really great news!"

Cen Baiyan plucked his ear, "tsk" and said, "Did Mom increase your pocket money again?"

"No!" Cen Qing said excitedly, "Mom and Dad agreed for me to go out to play this winter vacation, brother, I'll go find you!"

Cen Baiyan choked on his own saliva: "Ahem. What are you talking about? Come to me? I don't agree. Do you hear me? Don't—"

"I'm going to stay with you for ten days after the exam next week. I've already bought the tickets. Come and pick me up." Cen Qing ignored Cen Baiyan's objection and planned enthusiastically, "Let's meet again before the Chinese New Year. Come back, how are you? Have fun!"

Cen Boyan: "."

Xuan Zhao tidied himself up and came back from the bathroom, while Cen Baiyan was sitting there in a daze.

It's not a problem for the little girl to come to him for a few days, the key is that he is no longer alone.

If you don't tell Xuanzhao about Xiaoqing's coming, he should find it inconvenient, right?Would he want to meet my family?

"What's wrong?" Xuanzhao leaned over and rubbed his left knee with one hand on the refrigerator, "Take out the trash when you're full, and take some food to feed the dogs."

"That." Cen Baiyan closed his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, thought for a while but didn't know how to say this, he hesitated for a while, then changed the subject, "You have a text message."

Short message?

Xuan Zhao's brows tightened, thinking angrily what's wrong with me now, was my level of alert already so low when I was with Cen Baiyan?You didn't even bring your phone with you!

"What message?" Xuan Zhao walked slowly to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, and asked casually.

He didn't immediately pick up the phone to read the message, but took the soya-bean milk bowl, wrinkled his nose when he saw the empty bottom of the bowl, and looked at Cen Baiyan: "You drank up my soya-bean milk."

".I thought you didn't want it anymore," Cen Baiyan pushed his bowl of salty bean curd over, "Drink this."

Xuan Zhao glanced at the bean curd in Hu spicy soup, turned his head away in disgust: "Take it away, I don't want to eat the food that comes from you, I don't want the one you drank."

"Little cripple, you still dare to despise me, don't you!"

Cen Boyan blew his beard and stared, bluffed and slapped the table, pinched Xuan Zhao's chin to make him turn his head, leaned over to bite Xuan Zhao's lower lip, and took advantage of Xuan Zhao's pain to loosen his teeth, and his tongue took advantage of the opportunity to invade aggressively.

After a while, Xuanzhao's chest heaved slightly, and Cen Baiyan wiped away the water stains from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, raised his brows triumphantly, and said with a gruff smile, "If you don't want it, you have to."

Xuan Zhao chuckled lightly: "You are not childish."

Cen Baiyan whistled contentedly: "Do you still want to eat?"

"I'm full." Xuan Zhao stretched and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.

Cen Baiyan picked up the remaining sweet buns and continued to eat, while eating, he had to babble: "It's like a cat eating, otherwise, if you gain a catty, I will reward you with 1000 yuan."

Xuan Zhao let out a "puchi" laugh, and picked up the phone naturally, with the usual helpless and conniving expression, without any abnormalities.But only he knew that the moment he saw the content of the text message, his heart tightened, and a trace of wetness oozed from his palm.

"By the way, who is looking for you?" Cen Baiyan turned his head and asked with half a bun in his mouth.

Xuanzhao pressed "Delete" calmly, and said calmly: "Spam news, open Liu|he| lottery."

"Yo? Miss Bai? Did you say what you're driving tonight?" Cen Baiyan leaned over to look at Xuanzhao's phone, "I'll buy something."

Xuan Zhao spread his hands: "Deleted."

Cen Baiyan ate the steamed stuffed bun and said vaguely: "You have blocked a road to wealth just like that."

Xuan Zhao flicked the bridge of his nose: "Eat your buns."

After breakfast, Cen Boyan washed and peeled a small apple for Xuan Zhaozai carefully; he took one himself, rubbed it on his sleeve casually, and took a bite.

Xuanzhao took the pitted apple, held the handle and turned it around a few times in front of his eyes, thinking that this small fruit was also to blame.

Cen Baiyan found out that he dared to despise the apple, and tortured Xuan Zhao again. No matter how Xuan Zhao explained and begged for mercy, it was useless.In the end, Cen Baiyan pinched Xuan Zhao's waist and tickled him. Xuan Zhao couldn't take it any longer, so he took the initiative to kiss the tip of Cen Baiyan's nose: "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, I don't dislike anything you give me."

The lingering fragrance of the herb penetrated into the nostrils, and Cen Baiyan was satisfied: "Really?"

"Really, I promise," Xuan Zhao said with a smile, without thinking, "When did I ever lie to you?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xuan Zhao was taken aback for a moment.

He can blurt out lies, but sometimes he can't tell which sentence he said is true and which sentence is false.

Cen Baiyan stared at Xuan Zhaojunxiu's gentle face, his heart softened: "You are not enough to lie to me, who said you didn't like me back then?"

"It's not lying to you," Xuan Zhao blinked slyly, "I wrote the truth in my diary."

Cen Baiyan laughed lightly.

He was worried that Xuanzhao would be embarrassed, and originally planned to hide Cen Qing's coming to Haigang City from Xuanzhao, so he found an excuse and said that he would go back to school for a few days.

Now that I think about it, I don't think it's necessary. They are lovers, the closest people to each other.Regardless of whether Xuan Zhao is ready to meet his sister or not, he should be honest about this matter, and he should also tell the truth to his little vase.

Cen Baiyan squatted down, put his hands on Xuanzhao's knees, looked up at him and said, "My sister will come to stay for a few days next week."

Xuan Zhao paused, and gently turned the handle of the apple with two fingers, lowering his eyelashes thoughtfully.

Cen Baiyan's younger sister, Cen Qing, daughter of Wan Qianshan and Cen Jingxiang, and his half-sister.

Thirteen years ago, the person who said on the phone, "I am looking for Wan Qianshan, he is my father".

Although this was an unplanned change and it was very risky to do so, Xuanzhao really wanted to get to know her earlier.

Cen Qing, is a good name, one can tell that it is the child of a loving couple.

During this period of time, Xuan Zhao's suppressed hatred resurfaced again, and his slender and black eyelashes trembled slightly due to excitement.

Cen Baiyan saw that Xuanzhao didn't respond, so he pursed his lips and said, "I just want to tell you, I have to show her around when she comes, and I probably have to stay in a hotel with her to watch her at night. What's the matter, my mother and my uncle must abolish me."

"Don't stay in a hotel, stay at home." Xuan Zhao covered the back of Cen Baiyan's hand.

Cen Baiyan was startled.

"Clean up your room for your younger sister to sleep in," Xuan Zhao squeezed Cen Baiyan's wrist, "You—sleep in the study for now."

Cen Baiyan was instantly astonished that "he didn't reject seeing my family", and then was overwhelmed by the ecstasy that surged. Xuan Zhao just said "living at home", he said this is their home.

"would you like."

"What are you thinking?" Xuan Zhao frowned, "That's your sister, why don't I want to know her."

Cen Baiyan let out a breath, lowered his head and buried his face in Xuan Zhao's palm.

"But." Xuan Zhao hesitated to speak.

Cen Boyan said, "What?"

"Can you ask my sister not to tell your mother and uncle about us for the time being?" Xuan Zhao said in a sad tone, "I'm afraid they won't be able to accept it."

"Don't worry," Cen Baiyan kissed Xuanzhao's palm, "I have been able to control her since I was a child."

Cen Baiyan lowered his head at this moment, unable to see how hard and cold the expression on Xuan Zhaoqingxiu's face was.

Cen Baiyan's move is not enough, he should also prepare a move for his sister to ensure that her sister keeps their affairs secret.

How exciting!

Xuan Zhao is a steady and prudent person, but at this moment, he is about to make a move.

What was Cen Jingxiang thinking when Cen Qing made that phone call back then and asked Cen Qing to say that sentence?She should also find it very exciting, right?

Did she imagine Xuan Yu's breakdown and despair, and then laughed out loud.

Then let this game of chess be bigger, and when the truth is revealed, Cen Jingxiang will find out that the son she is most proud of has fallen in love with the son of the woman she regards as an enemy, and the daughter she loves the most Know all this all along.

Exciting, so exciting, Xuan Zhao couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding.

His eyes flickered, and his eyes were full of distorted hatred, but when he felt Cen Baiyan's warm breath on his palm, complex and indescribable emotions emerged in his cold pool-like eyes.

But Cen Baiyan was completely unaware of all this, and was deeply immersed in the dream of "our family" that Xuanzhao wove for him.

On the same day, Wan Qianshan got a shocking news from the temple in Xiaoqi Town.

——Snake?Only Cen Baiyan in the family is a snake!

He has been very superstitious in recent years, and he is always haunted by ghosts in his dreams, and he can't even sleep well.

Desperately, he went back to the urban area. He didn't believe in evil, so he asked a master in his circle to read his and Cen Baiyan's horoscope.

This kind of master is not so much a fortune teller as a "phase".

Wan Qianshan is his old client, so he naturally knows the situation in the boss's house, and Boss Wan is worried when he looks at it today, and counting on his stepson's birthday, he knows what's going on without thinking too much.

The master is good because he has the ability to manipulate people's hearts, so he pretended to do some calculations, shook his head and said, "Boss Wan and this young master. Hey!"

He deliberately didn't finish his sentence, Wan Qianshan saw that he hesitated to speak, and asked anxiously: "Is he really restraining me?"

The master took advantage of the situation: "Looking at the hexagrams, there is indeed a conflict."

Wan Qianshan was limp all over, and murmured: "Why is this happening, I ask divination every year."

The master immediately continued: "Young master, this life book is a life with water, and you, Boss Wan, are a life with fire. Water and fire are not incompatible, but did you go to some moist place, young master, and was blown away by water from an external force?" Blessing will naturally harm you."

Wan Qianshan's pupils were pressed into a line, and he was right!

Cen Baiyan was admitted to Haigang University last year. Haigang City is by the sea, facing the water!

The master smiled sullenly. He wants to eat this bowl of rice from the bosses. It is the most important thing to collect information from the bosses’ families at all times. Not to mention what school the young master of the Cen family went to. There is a way to know how many points you get in the mock exam.

Wan Qianshan's hands and feet are weak, it's not his own, after all, it's not his own son!

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Broken mirrors need to be broken, but not so fast. Chapter 1 has a reminder of the approximate time.