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The factor of silence in the air fermented for as long as 1 minute. During this period, neither of them spoke, but allowed the silence to spread.

Zhou Zhou's expression is unpredictable, sometimes in a trance, sometimes confused, her brain seems to be a little resistant to such outrageous information, and when she has thoroughly sorted out the huge amount of information contained in this sentence, Jiang Wanqiu has already gone.

Jiang Wanqiu went to wash up.

Waking up early in the morning by the sudden ringing of the phone to open the door for a good friend, she didn't even have time to do simple morning grooming, so she simply did it while the other party was distracted.

Zhou Zhou's straightforward "shock" written on his face couldn't be more normal.

Not only the other party, even she was shocked when she knew it.

The sound of "squeaking" water echoed in the bathroom, Jiang Wanqiu reached out to cut off the continuous flow of water, took a handful, and splashed it on his face, the coolness on his face made his whole brain wake up a little more.

She looked up and looked at the person in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, and the tiny water droplets stained on the long eyelashes are trembling slightly, and the tear mole under the left eye is more charming after being soaked, even if there is no half of makeup, it will not affect it at all. To the beauty and good looks of this face.

Jiang Wanqiu is very satisfied with the skin that God bestowed on her.

She doesn't deny at all that most of the time people fall in love with her face at first sight, not her person, so Jiang Wanqiu seldom takes other people's liking seriously, probably because this kind of liking comes quickly. Too cheap, too easy.

On the contrary, a face that has not been specially put on makeup will look much younger. It is impossible to tell that it is the age of three in two years. Jiang Wanqiu is confident. If she deliberately "pretends to be pure", she wants to make people think It is not difficult for her to be a recent college graduate.

But it looks like it is after all, she is actually eight years older than Ji Xia.

Such an age difference seemed very strange. When she started studying in elementary school, Ji Xia was just born. When she was in college and had already started dating, Ji Xia was still in elementary school.

So if you calculate it like this-

"..." Jiang Wanqiu couldn't accept this fact, let alone Zhou Zhou.

She turned off the faucet, pulled a face towel to wipe off the water stains on her face, and then returned to the living room. At this time, Zhou Zhou had been waiting for a long time. He was sitting there looking at Jiang Wanqiu, and his whole body was "restless" ” and “uneasy” loomed.

When Jiang Wanqiu sat down next to her and the sofa cushions collapsed a little, Zhou Zhou continued to ask.

"Who?" The woman leaned closer, put a hand on Jiang Wanqiu's shoulder and stared at him, "You just said Ji Xia, did I hear correctly?"

"Is that the little girl you always bring with you, the one who studies at the University of Foreign Languages?"

"It's her." Jiang Wanqiu slapped her hand away, then reached for a bottle of water on the coffee table, unscrewed it, and took a mouthful.

Her friend's reaction was within her expectations, and she didn't bother to care.

"Damn..." Having received Jiang Wanqiu's confirmation again, Zhou Zhou couldn't help expressing emotion, "She's only a few years older this year, and she's several rounds younger than us, right?"

"Wait, that's not right." After asking, Zhou Zhou felt that her focus seemed to be off. She raised her hand and rubbed her hair, "She's still a woman."

Whether it's a "child" or a girl, summing up these two pieces of information, Jiang Wanqiu just likes a female college student who is several rounds younger than herself. If she changes the gender again, she might curse on the spot.

After all, if the gender is changed, this is the old man coveting the young and beautiful student-sister, but...Jiang Wanqiu's words are not related to the word "obscene" at all.

Zhou Zhou calmed down, and then said slowly: "I wouldn't be so surprised if you like a little brother."

Now there are too many people who like to fall in love with student younger brothers, and it has become a fashion. For example, there are several sisters around her who are good at it. As long as they are adults, it is not a problem.

The point is still that Ji Xia is a woman, and Zhou Zhou is having a hard time.

Probably because the other party has been "straight" from the inside to the outside for so many years, and she suddenly bends himself, which is not acceptable to her.

"It's already a fact, what's the use of talking about it?" Jiang Wanqiu's patience ran out when she heard the other party talking beside her for a long time, she turned her head suddenly, "Say something useful, what should I do next? ?”

Zhou Zhou opened his eyes wide and blinked: "Are you asking me?"

Jiang Wanqiu: "Otherwise, am I telling you this just for fun?"

Zhou Zhou felt that what Jiang Wanqiu said made some sense, friend, isn't one of its functions just to make suggestions.

It's not that she fell in love with her little sister, how could she know what to do.

There is a specialization in the art industry, this matter...

"If you ask me about this, I don't know what to do, and I've never liked women, or I'll ask Song Yun for you?" Song Yun is the best at this, which is recognized.

Zhou Zhou tentatively asked, and thoughtfully planned a cover for Jiang Wanqiu: "I just said that I have a friend——"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Wanqiu stuffed a bottle of water into her bosom, and when she looked up again, she saw that Jiang Wanqiu had gone back to the bedroom to change.

Zhou Zhou wrinkled her nose resentfully, which meant that her plan would not work.

Not two days after the Qixi Festival, it was the day when the major colleges and universities started. Summer slipped away unknowingly, and the weather began to gradually become cooler, with a little autumn look.

During the few days when he had no contact with Jiang Wanqiu, Ji Xia was still doing what he should do every day as usual.

The money for the subtitle translation has already arrived in the account, and all of it has been paid to her, but the tutor still has a few lessons to finish.

This day was the last weekend before school started, Ji Xia packed her things at home as before, and went to the boy's house with her bag on her back, preparing for the last homework tutoring, but an accident happened at this time.

During the tutoring process, the boy behaved normally and obediently, and he solved the difficult problems of the two papers very smoothly, but when the tutoring was over, when Ji Xia was about to leave, he suddenly took out a packing box from the drawer, and went to The girl handed it over.

"This is?" Ji Xia had a faint feeling, she didn't reach out to pick it up, "Yangyang, I don't want your things."

The boy who is being tutored is called "Yang Yang", he is the son of Ruan Xiaoling's colleague, he is in the third year of junior high school, he is a rebellious and rebellious age, he usually quarrels with his family, but he and Ji Xia have gotten along more happily in the past few weeks , without any friction.

This made Yang Yang's parents feel amazing, and they also praised Ji Xia's "skills" with Ruan Xiaoling several times in the work unit.

"Ji Xia, just take it."

"You tutored me very well, I don't feel so disgusted with English now... I thank you."

The boy stuffed the thing into the girl's hand bluntly, with a reserved expression.

Boys of this age are young and ignorant, and they don't know how to express their love, so they can only use such a subtle way.

Ji Xia glanced at the other party, looked down at the things in his hands, and then unpacked them.

——A lipstick with a beautiful design appeared in front of her. She knew that the price of this brand of lipstick was around four or five hundred. , But it is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for a middle school student.

"I can't take it, thank you." The girl put the things back into the box and handed them back.

But at this moment, Yang Yang's mother suddenly appeared at the door of the room with a plate of cut fruits. She originally walked in with a smile, but when she saw the lipstick Ji Xia was holding in her hand, her face turned pale. The smile froze instantly.

"Isn't this the lipstick that I just bought back two days ago and it disappeared?" The woman put the plate in her hand on the table, reached out to take what was in Ji Xia's hand, and looked at her son suddenly, "Okay, Yangyang, you have learned how to steal things at home now!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and stared at Ji Xia: "And you, I paid you to come back and tutor my son, but you actually seduced him into doing bad things!"

"You must have taught him to steal and give it to you!"

The boy's eyes were red with anxiety, and he retorted loudly: "Mom, that's not the case. I bought it myself to thank sister Ji Xia."

"........."

The woman was emotional, and she spoke incoherently for a while, completely refusing to listen to her son's explanation.

In the chaos, she picked up her mobile phone and dialed the police number.

In another corner of the city, a group of people were sitting in the living room of Zhou Zhou's house, playing card games.

Wherever there are things to play, there must be Song Yun.

Everyone was quietly thinking about who to vote for, but Song Yun couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Hey, I haven't seen Ji Xia for a while." She covered the ID card in her hand on the table, then turned her head to look at Jiang Wanqiu, "Where's Ji Xia?"

As the first person to know the doctor's "little secret", her eyes teased: "Why didn't you ask Ji Xia to come and play with her today? She shouldn't have started school yet, right?"

When Song Yun said this, three people raised their heads at the same time.

They are Jiang Wanqiu, Yi Yi and Zhou Zhou.

It's just that everyone looks at her differently.

Jiang Wanqiu glanced at her and didn't speak. She hadn't contacted anyone for two days, so she couldn't answer Song Yun's question.

"Can you just keep your mouth shut and play the game?" Yi Yi annoyed Song Yun.

But the effect was just the opposite. After being scolded, Song Jun showed a bright smile and winked at Yi Yi: "I won't."

"I'll call and get someone here now." The more Yi Yi was annoyed, the more she had to do something.

After finishing speaking, Song Yun took out her mobile phone and dialed Ji Xia's number in front of everyone, Jiang Wanqiu unconsciously looked at her.

But what I didn't expect was that after the call was connected, the voice that came from the other side of the phone was not a familiar voice, but a very upright and serious male voice: "Hello, this is the police station in District A of the city. The owner of the phone is now For the record, are you a friend of the owner of the machine?"

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