i don't want to be your sister

"Aze, the roast chicken you ordered has arrived." Aze's father shouted with a scent that broke the frozen air in the room.

Deshan's eyes lit up when he heard the roast chicken, "Roast chicken, roast chicken, ah, Ze, I love you so much."

Feeling the warm atmosphere in the room, Ming Zhen also had a smile on her face, "I'll go down and get the roast chicken, do you want something else to eat?"

"Hey, Mingzhen, Mingzhen, just sit down and ask Aze to go." Donglong smiled.

"Oh..." Aze, who was suddenly named, agreed habitually, and he looked like a child who was often enslaved.

Seeing Aze leave and seeing the friends sitting on the ground naturally, Mingzhen felt a little restrained.

Biting her lips lightly, her face was tangled, and her eyes were foggy, which made people pitiful no matter how she looked.

What a deceptive skin, but fortunately Mingzhen didn't intend to follow the style of Xiao Baihua, otherwise it would have come naturally.

Of course, Mingzhen doesn't know what she looks like in the eyes of others at the moment, she is just struggling with how to get along with the little friends who she could only see but not contact before.

After all, it is a stranger who has not been in touch with for a few hours. For Deshan Donglong and the others, it is really difficult for a stranger to integrate into the tacit understanding that they have naturally formed for more than ten years.

Of course, if the stranger had been a beautiful and delicate girl, everything would have been different.

Deshan is a kind, honest and thick-skinned girl. She is not very repulsive to a person of the same sex, on the contrary, she is very friendly.As for opposite sexes attract, a few boys have had Deshan as a female companion for more than ten years, and they have never regarded her as a woman. At this time, the delicate and weak Mingzhen immediately captured their defenses.

Among them, Donglong was particularly enthusiastic.

When the little friends know that Mingzhen's singing is very good, the little friends are even more enthusiastic.

"Come on, come on, come on..." Everyone booed.

Mingzhen is not the kind of person who is afraid of getting into trouble, so she stood up generously, "Then I will make a fool of myself."

After all, we have to go, this green youth

Like petals that bloom and wither

The bright moon night is spreading throughout the flowing

My young love song is so sad

……

just like that the years go by

The clean and clear voice does not appear weak, but the girl under 14 sang the vicissitudes of the years.

The friends clapped time and looked at Mingzhen in amazement.

Aze was leaning against the door with a large plate of food, listening to her singing quietly.

After the song was over, Mingzhen noticed that everyone looked at her differently.If it used to be with a touch of alienation and a natural pity for the weak, then now it is the kind of eyes that small fans look at their idols, very fanatical.

Of course, Aze was not included.

"Mingzhen, you can debut now." Donglong said excitedly.

The crowd nodded.

Mingzhen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt that the friends were exaggerating.Although she liked music in her previous life and often played "National K Songs" and had many fans, but seeing Donglong's astonished expression, Mingzhen felt that the friends were too supportive.

What Mingzhen didn't know was that because of the contrast between her mental age and physical age, coupled with her unusual experience, the song "Youth" really had a special taste.

A special taste that resonates.

A Ze stood by the door and watched for a long time, and was relieved to see that Ming Zhen was able to get along with his little Fa Xiao.When he went downstairs, he was still worried about whether Mingzhen would feel embarrassed.

"The smell of roasted chicken~" Deshan moved his nose, and turned his head in surprise, and sure enough, Aze had brought the roasted chicken up.

When Donglong saw the food, Ma Liu cleaned up the table, and took out a rag from somewhere and put it on the table.

In addition to roast chicken, Aze also brought yogurt and ramen.

Jeong-hwan and Sun-woo gave Ze a complimenting look.

Those who are nimble are still nimble, and those who are clumsy are still clumsy.

As soon as Mingzhen raised the chopsticks, Deshan was already eating, complaining, and sandwiching the ramen for Aze, skillfully.

"Ahh, the soup dripped on the clothes." Deshan took out a paper towel from the side to wipe Aze's clothes in disgust.

Aze also cooperated with Deshan's movements very habitually, chewing something in his mouth, and smiled innocently to Deshan.

This scene seems familiar, but it is different.

Look differently, feel differently.

Lunch is a blind date between brothers and sisters, and dinner is a love affair between lovers.

Although Deshan and Aze are not lovers now, they will be in the future.

The atmosphere between those two people became a world by itself, and others were isolated from it.Mingzhen looked at the other people with a normal look, feeling stuffy.

There is something like being snatched away by others, which has nothing to do with love, but only possessiveness.

But, that thing belongs to someone else!

Thinking about it, Mingzhen felt even more congested.

"Eat, Mingzhen, I'll give you a big chicken wing." Donglong stared blankly at Mingzhen for a long time, and unscrewed a big chicken wing from the grilled chicken.

A food protector like Deshan also gave Mingzhen an egg, "Mingzhen is so thin, eat more."

The sausage was sandwiched by Sunwoo, and the yogurt was opened by Zhenghuan.

Everyone took good care of the little sister Mingzhen.

"Ah, what a warm group of people." Feeling the warmth rising from the bottom of her heart, Mingzhen ignored the frustration just now, and burst out laughing.

That night, Mingzhen finally felt the feeling of several people sleeping in one room, chatting happily.Ming Zhen fell asleep with the sound of chatting, at that moment, she thought that she was one of them from the beginning.

The only thing that is not so good is probably Donglong's fart that stinks up the whole room.

Hahaha!

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