Chapter 52: Help
Yan Qingxue was half-lying on the powder bed, looking preoccupied, and she didn't have much energy.
"What's wrong?" Yan Qinglan sat down next to her silently.
Yan Qingxue glanced at her sister, didn't say a word, and became worried again.
"What the hell is going on? Yan Qinglan lay on her sister's body.
When I was a child, this little guy was sticky to himself, and he always liked to play with him, just like a little heel, and now he doesn't like to talk?
"Okay, okay, it's not good that my sister didn't come back to see you earlier, let's talk about it. What's wrong?Is it okay to tell my sister?" Yan Qinglan asked gently.
"Get out of the way, you're going to squash me. Yan Qingxue tried hard to speak.
Yan Qinglan hurriedly got up.
She rubbed her sister's shoulders and thumped her back.
"Good sister, don't be upset. Let's talk to my sister. β
Yan Qingxue sat up with a bitter face.
My sister is still the same sister, and she hasn't changed much from when she was a child, and she is still cheerful and lively.
I am not my former self anymore, and I have gone through too many ups and downs along the way.
She's changed. It became too much.
It's not like to talk like before, and it's become open-minded and know how to make trade-offs.
"Actually, I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances and a lot of suffering, and my father has told me. Yan Qinglan held her sister in her arms.
"It's all my fault that my father is so accommodating to you, from now on, my sister will compensate you well, you have to be happy. β
Yan Qinglan pushed away her displeased expression and pinched Yan Qingxue's face and put on a smiling face.
"Look, that's a lot better. β
"Also, take off your veil, do you watch too many TV series? What are you doing with this? β
Yan Qinglan said and ripped off the thick veil in front of Yan Qingxue.
Under the gauze, it is beautifully displayed.
Even though she was immune to her own looks, she was still ashamed when she saw her sister's face.
"Little girl, no wonder you have to wear a veil, you look so smart. Yan Qinglan jumped on the bed and pinched Yan Qingxue's nose.
Her little hand stretched out towards Yan Qingxue's snow-white neck to tickle her.
Yan Qingxue was tickled, and she couldn't stop laughing.
"Don't, don't scratch me, it's so itchy. β
"No, do you want to say it? If you don't say it, I'll continue to scratch you. Yan Qinglan didn't stop, and said threateningly.
Yan Qingxue was about to laugh when she was scratched, and said again and again: "I said, I said." β
"That's right. β
Seeing Yan Qingxue begging for mercy, she stopped at this time.
My sister is the same as before, and she is still so afraid of itching.
"Say it, or I'll tickle you again. Yan Qinglan scratched her white fingers.
Yan Qingxue slowed down and said slowly, "Things start when I accidentally drank my own special medicinal liquid......
The story is too long. She gave a long story short.
Yan Qinglan listened very carefully, and echoed two sentences from time to time.
In fact, she listened to the stories of her two younger sisters, and she was relieved to know their current situation.
They are not living satisfactorily, and they are also living a difficult life.
The story of Zhang Fan and Xiaomei is really bizarre, and it can be turned into a set.
She couldn't help but sigh, "What a stupid boy, can't he recognize it until now?"
Yan Qingxue lowered her head and remained silent, and returned to her depressed appearance.
Her eyes were moist and red, and she was in a depressed mood.
"Good sister, don't be upset, what should come will always come, don't worry. β
Yan Qingxue nodded and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Yan Qinglan also took out a tissue to wipe it for her.
Suddenly, the phone in my pocket rang.
Yan Qinglan got out of bed and hid in a corner. Connected the phone with his hand behind his back, and the voice of the little old man Zuo Kaxi came through, "Qinglan, are you going back?"
"Go back. Master. She didn't dare to make too much noise.
"That's the case, our college is about to report the freshman admissions trial, and I hope you can come back in two days, when the time comes. It's going to be busy. β
"But I've just come home. Yan Qinglan complained.
"When the admissions meeting comes, you can go back and stay as long as you want. β
"Well, well. β
Yan Qinglan sat back on the edge of the bed. It's just that at this juncture, time is too tight, right?
Seeing that her sister was also worried, Yan Qingxue greeted, "What's wrong." Sister. β
"It's nothing, the college beckoned me to go back to do some admissions trial and select outstanding young talents to enter the college. β
"Oh, that's good. Sister, you are now a mentor, and you can choose a group of outstanding teenagers to be your students. β
"No, you're on the line. β
She walked out of the room in a rage, leaving a word. "I'll talk to Zhang Fei. β
"No, no, don't go. β
Yan Qingxue's voice to save it was to no avail, and her figure had already dissipated.
Not to say. Not in a hurry?
At this moment, Zhang Fan was cultivating in the backyard, wanting to break through the realm of the Great Swordsman.
A figure flickered through the sky.
"Who!" Zhang Fan stabbed straight with a sword.
"Defectββ"
The man grabbed his sword with only two fingers.
When Yan Qinglan saw Zhang Fan's incomparably beautiful face. Let down the vigilance in your heart.
"I said Zhang Fan, are you so excited? If Qingxue jumped down, he might be slashed by your knife. Yan Qinglan struck the other side with a sword in her hand.
All this was seen by Zhang Fan, good guy, one hand flicked away my king traces.
He still knows how heavy Wang Zhen is, and even it takes him 20% of his strength to hold this sword.
And Yan Qinglan seems to be a random dial, but in fact, it is a random dial.
With this hand alone, you can see how strong Yan Qingxue's sister is.
He fainted at that time, and he didn't know that Yan Qinglan was a strong grandmaster, otherwise he would have been shocked by the big teeth.
Grandmaster?
The grandmasters he saw were all old monsters who were immortal. No matter how young you are, you are more than half a hundred years old.
In his consciousness, he thought that Yan Qinglan was an absolute master.
Yan Qinglan looked at Zhang Fan again, is this silly boy who values love and righteousness and is full of legends the object of her sister's favor.
It's passable, it's a little handsome, but it's emotional intelligence.
Pity. It's good to be a good person, but it's too wooden, and I've stood here for so long, and I don't know how to speak.
"Hello. Sister. Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly, intending to ease the atmosphere.
Oh my God, was what I asked you automatically ignored?
Yan Qinglan was speechless, and said angrily with her waist crossed. "I heard my mother and sister say, how many times have you saved the Yan family, is that the case?"
Yan Qinglan's momentum is very strong, Zhang Fan, who has always been not afraid of strong enemies, actually felt timid when he saw a woman.
"No, it's not. β
"Isn't it?"
"Yes, yes. β
I'm not going to scare this kid stupidly, am I?
I don't eat people.
Yan Qinglan covered her eyes, her head was bigger than two.
How do you tell him? My sister likes you, go after her.
It's going to be a neuropathy that came out of the hospital without medicine.
Isn't it good for you to be a big man to take the initiative? I don't even know how to speak.
When Yan Qinglan was worried, Zhang Fan spoke, "Sister, do you have something?"
That's great. Even if you know each other, you can speak in a timely manner.
"Ahh Yan Qinglan coughed and said seriously, "Qingxue said that she wanted to eat barbecue." Will you get it?"
Seize this opportunity, boy, I'm paving the way for you to succeed.
Zhang Fan thought about it, he had barbecued with Fan Xue, and he learned two hands.
Great, here's your chance!
He immediately said, "No." β
Yan Qinglan looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Really?"
"No, it won't. β
"Don't pretend, I know you will. β
It's over, it's been debunked, Zhang Fan was worried for a while.
"Hurry up and find light snow, really, young people nowadays are not flexible at all. Yan Qinglan patted him on the back.
Zhang Fan was pushed out of two steps.
Yan Qinglan said softly behind her, "Come on!"
My sister, I don't even have tools, don't you want me to drill wood to make a fire to roast things?
Zhang Fan slowly walked back.
"Why are you back again?" Yan Qinglan is so angry.
"Sister, I don't have a barbecue. Zhang Fan looked aggrieved.
Yan Qinglan laughed slightly embarrassedly: "It's just this little thing, it's not a problem for me. β
"You go to the courtyard of the light snow, and I'll send someone to send it to you later." β
Zhang Fan mustered up his courage and took a step, "Okay." β