born to you

Wang Yao put the suitcase down, and squatted down to sit on it. Although she was much shorter, she did not lose her momentum at all. She raised her legs, and the coat she wore was fluttering in the wind. The similar slender eyes looked at Li Qi twice, until the man started to feel a little unnatural, then he widened his eyes and pointed at him and cursed: "Why do you have the nerve to pester my brother again?!"

Fortunately, at this point in time, Hua'an's dormitory night order has already been reached, and there are basically no pedestrians walking on this road, so He Jing only quietly took a small step to the side.

Li Qi hurriedly made amends with a smile: "Sister, I misunderstood..."

What happened between He Jing and Li Qi back then is well known in this small circle. Several times when Li Qi followed He Jing and called Wang Yao "sister" jokingly, Wang Yao would respond with raised eyebrows.

But at this time, Wang Yao would only widen her eyes, burst out the same sharp light as He Jing, and gritted her teeth: "Who is your sister? I am a sophomore this year. Although it is not a school, you have to Can you call me 'Sister'?"

He Jing felt that the gangster spirit of the whole family had grown up on Wang Yao alone. In the past few years when she was a parent with fluttering hair, it was not always the case. Later, as her appearance deteriorated, He Jing always felt that Wang Yao was becoming more and more ambiguous about her gender. up.

For example, now, one mouthful of "Lao Tzu"?

He Jing was still a little displeased with such words, and reminded her aloud: "Be careful with what you say."

If this was normal, Wang Yao would probably have understood He Jing's meaning immediately, but Wang Yao was also angry. Although she had already guessed whether Li Qi would still be pestering He Jing, it was another matter to actually see it. kind of experience.

Especially now let her speak carefully?Turn your elbows outward like this?

Wang Yao stared over: "You are not allowed to speak for him!"

"No..." He Jing wanted to argue.

"Shut up!" Wang Yao snapped at him.

He Jing had no choice but to give up: "..."

Li Qi was still a bit jealous of Wang Yao, and he didn't mean to take advantage of her just now, but just made her get used to it, and blurted out the word unintentionally.

Li Qi had no choice but to bring the flames of war to himself: "Let's talk about it, your brother just happens to be ill, so don't yell at him."

Wang Yao muttered in a low voice: "I really feel sorry for my brother, who has been a man for a long time, so he knew how to use my brother to suppress me."

He Jing thinks this sentence makes sense.

I really feel sorry for him and stopped torturing him last night!

Wang Yao finished muttering quickly, her cold eyes remained undiminished, and she looked at Li Qi fiercely: "I'm asking you, how dare you pester my brother again!"

Li Qi never thought that he would give his explanation under such an opportunity. He didn't care how much Wang Yao could listen to, but he had to say: "I can guess why you and your brother have been angry with me for so long. , but Wang Yao, listen to me, I really don't want to leave without saying goodbye!"

A little bit of the past, He Jing is lazy to take care of it now, it's not that he doesn't care, but he cares too much, and is tired of tossing.

Wang Yao is different. As a bystander, although she has witnessed He Jing's ups and downs and struggles, she still can't empathize with them, so that she can calmly quarrel for her brother and lose her fearlessness for him.

"But didn't you just leave without saying a word? You disappeared as soon as Zhang Ju'an happened. Even if you wanted to break up, you just brought it up. No one will drag you."

Li Qi knew that he owed He Jing too much in this matter, but he couldn't tell all the clues behind these things in front of Wang Yao. He thought he might as well take this opportunity to explain clearly to He Jing, I want to pull him aside and whisper.

Naturally, Wang Yao was unwilling.

"Don't touch my brother!"

She pulled off the coat she was wearing with one hand, took advantage of her height and high heels, and swung it over Li Qi's head, pulling He Jing away.

He Jing was tired after running all night, and wanted to go home to rest a long time ago, so he let Wang Yao drag him away obediently.

He was still wondering: "Your hair has finally grown?"

Wang Yao looked around and saw no one, so she tore off her wig, revealing the short hair that was the same length as He Jing, and said frightfully, "Wig!"

He Jing saw that it was weird for her to wear a short skirt with short hair on top, and looked suspiciously at her cool legs: "Then why are you still wearing a skirt?"

"Brother, don't you understand!" At the stairwell, Wang Yao smoothly put the box into He Jing's hands, put on the wig and winked at him, "Someone will help put the box for the cute girl in the car! "

That seems to be the case with high heels too?

To be honest, He Jing thinks that Wang Yao's high heels are completely unreasonable. She inherited Wang Junhai's height, and in the past few years, she has somehow grown to 178. This figure is considered outstanding among boys, let alone girls?Coupled with today's high heels that are at least five centimeters...

taller than him!

He didn't grow any taller in the past two years, and only grew from 180 to 181. He almost looked up at Wang Yao today.

Obviously this is not the first time for Wang Yao to come to He Jing's rented house in Jinhua. When he returned to the house, he went to the kitchen to inspect it first.

"Yo, not bad bro, the gas stove has been used..." She walked around one by one, her expression focused like a military parade, "I'll take a look at the refrigerator..."

"Brother!" she yelled.

"You are finally willing to buy vegetables!" She showed a full smile of relief.

Just as He Jing put her suitcase in the bedroom, she took out another quilt and put it on the sofa, and frowned when she heard the sound: "Don't bark at night, the next door is asleep. You go back to the room and change your clothes, wash and sleep. I will return it tomorrow." One day off, let's play wherever you want to go."

Wang Yao listened to him and walked out of the kitchen: "I have nothing to go... Take me to your school during the day?"

"Okay." He Jing naturally has no problem with this, "Go to bed early."

He Jing always woke up early, folded the quilt and went to the bathroom and saw that the door was still closed, so she didn't knock on the door. After washing up, she put on her pajamas and went downstairs to buy food.

He Jing and Wang Yao can always find differences in breakfast. Bi He Jing likes all sweet things, such as sweet soy milk, sweet bean curd and sweet milk. It would be better if there is Liuxin milk yellow bun. Wang Yao is different, she has a light taste , usually only drink porridge.So much so that every morning Wang Yao wondered if He Jing would be bored to death.

It turns out not to be.

Not only can't, He Jing is also committed to pulling Wang Yao into his sweet cult.

When Wang Yao just woke up and finished washing, she was out of shape. She rubbed the chicken nest head that was sleeping in a ball, and looked at the sweet buns that He Jing put on her plate with displeasure.

"I don't want to eat...it's too boring." She took it back to He Jing intact, and then sipped her own porridge.

He Jing was holding a cup to drink milk. Seeing Wang Yao being a picky eater, it was rare for her to catch her. He taught her a lesson: "Where do you go to replenish your blood sugar if you don't eat sweets? If you have low blood sugar, don't say it's your brother who abused you."

Wang Yao was too lazy to correct the so-called difference between blood sugar and sugar with liberal arts students, and only brought up an example: "If you eat so much sugar, you will still have hypoglycemia. This has a lot to do with yourself, admit it."

He Jing had no choice but to eat the buns by himself.

After eating, He Jing went to wash the dishes without complaint, and Wang Yao went back to the house to change clothes.

When He Jing came out of the kitchen, he saw Wang Yao in neutral clothes.

Unknowingly, his Gu Pan Shenghui's younger sister has grown into a "brother", and he feels a little uncomfortable.

Forget it, everyone has their own preferences, respect is the best treatment.

But the key is...

"What did you eat to grow up at home in the past two years?"

After leaving the door, He Jing looked at Wang Yao, who was almost the same height as him: "Did you wear a heightening insole?"

His weak heart cannot accept that he is lower than his sister.

Wang Yao grabbed his neck, hugged his shoulders, pretended to be a good brother and took him downstairs, and at the same time smiled like a beating: "Don't be like this, brother, our family is just like you!" It's up to me to attract young ladies, so why don't you put yourself on the top."

"If your father knew that Wang Miao was labeled as 'not attractive to girls' by his sister at a young age, he would probably be pissed off." He Jing said, "Besides, since when did you attract girls? The girl is so blind."

Wang Yao flicked her bangs on her forehead, and cast a coquettish wink at He Jing: "If you like me, you just lose your eyesight? Let me ask you, where does my face look bad?"

"Put it next to me." He Jing moved her arm away.

This time was still relatively early, just before the first class in the morning, He Jing didn't know where to take Wang Yao, so he went to the teaching building of the Faculty of Arts first.

Wang Yao was very puzzled by his behavior: "Where is the Four Seasons Garden in your school? Where is the Weiting Lake in your school? Where is the Little Ginkgo Mountain in your school? Why did you bring me to the teaching building?"

"Where do lonely men and widows go to the back mountain early in the morning?" He Jing pushed open the office door, "I still have some things to finish, I will take you there when it gets warmer."

Wang Yao really had nothing to do, sitting at the conference table near the door, with his left foot on a chair and his right leg resting on it arrogantly, keeping his head down and playing with his mobile phone.

"What's the smell in your office..." Wang Yao lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, sniffed twice carefully, and put on a mask to cover his mouth and nose.

He Jing went to the wall and opened the window: "I don't have it here, you have to sit next to the trash can, they probably forgot to throw out the trash after eating something."

He raised his eyes and saw Wang Yao's unruly sitting posture with black lines all over his face: "...can you sit on the stool properly?"

Wang Yao switched legs and looked at him with raised eyebrows: "I can't."

"Don't worry about being lazy." He Jing continued to fix things, "You wipe the stool in a while. It's rude."

"Oh, no one came!" Wang Yao was playing a game, and when he was talking to He Jing, he didn't see the enemy coming from the opposite side. Two people besieged her and one of them was beheaded.

She patted her thigh violently: "Brother, don't talk to me! I'm dead!"

He Jing glanced at her mobile phone: "If you don't learn and have no skills, you will die."

Wang Yao felt wronged.

As soon as He Jing finished speaking, the door of the office was pushed open.

When Qu Anan opened the office door, the first thing he saw was a flamboyant strange man sitting on their conference table. The baseball jacket he was wearing slipped down to one elbow at some point, revealing the tight-fitting black T-sleeves and the decorative long silver chain hanging around his neck.

For no reason, Qu An'an felt that the aura of this man was very familiar.

Especially a pair of slender and slightly slanted eyes, vivid and deep, although the lower half of this person's face is covered, and for some reason, he changed his hairstyle, instead of combing his bangs properly, he carefully brushed his bangs It was placed on the forehead and divided according to the ratio of three to seven.

But she must recognize those eyes!

Qu An'an was full of doubts: "Boss, are you so weird today?"

Wang Yao pulled off her mask and winked at Qu An'an: "Baby, you can see clearly, I'm not your boss."

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