World 1: Senior, your senior sister dropped 17

In the end, I don't know what happened, the inexplicable Sheng Qianhua took Yan Lang to her room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thinking about it carefully, I said I was going to visit the courtyard garden, but as I spoke, I came to her room...

Before pushing open the door and entering, Sheng Qianhua looked at Yan Lang and said embarrassedly, "This, the room may be a little messy, senior, don't laugh." In fact, it has always been tidy up, but she doesn't like people to come into her room casually, so everything is messy.

Recalling that there was nothing to mess around, Sheng Qianhua was relieved. But she forgot that when she woke up this morning, she threw her clothes around・・・・・・・

"Or don't go in, I'm a big man", Yan Lang said this, but his footsteps didn't leave at all.

The corners of Sheng Tianhua's mouth twitched slightly, this man is really persistent and domineering sometimes, but he still keeps his mouth, "No need, the senior is my friend!" The implication is that friends can be shared, and then he pushes the door open and enters.

Yan Lang's eyes flashed gloomily behind him and returned to a cold appearance, looking at Sheng Qianhua's back, it was inevitable, he didn't want them to be just friends.

When he went in and saw that it was still very clean and tidy, Sheng Tianhua breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the image was still there

Yan Lang, whose eyes seemed to be inspecting his territory, looked around, saw that the room was elegant and cute, and looked warm with you and smiled, "Qingqing's room is very cute."

But when he saw the intimate photo between Sheng Qianhua and Li Haoran on the bedside table, his pupils shrank, and then he pretended to be casual and said, "Qingqing has any photos when she was a child, I'm curious." There was no uncomfortable questioning.

"Eh, photos from childhood?!", Sheng Tianhua was stunned for a moment, then took out a thick photo album in the cabinet and sat on the bed, patted the position next to him and said, "Senior, come and sit."

Yan Lang was not polite, and sat down directly, and the two of them were very close.

Smelling the fragrance of the woman who came from Sheng Qianhua, although Yan Lang pretended to be very calm on his face, his eyes became darker and darker, and his possessiveness also came out, as long as he pressed it down desperately.

And Yan Lang's man's breath rushed into Sheng Qianhua's nose, and the faint bamboo fragrance smelled very good, and he also blushed.

"You, look at it", Sheng Tinghua stuffed the album to him. Yan Lang slowly opened it with a chuckle, and when he saw Sheng Qianhua wearing a big red cotton jacket with pigtails, holding fireworks in his hand and smiling happily, he was as cute as a little fairychild.

Yan Lang rubbed his fingers without a trace, and then smiled, "Qingqing, it's very cute."

If they get married in the future, their daughter will be as cute as Qingqing.

As for the question of whether he will get married, Yan Lang has not thought about it, isn't that a matter on the iron plate.

"That one was worn during the Chinese New Year", Sheng Qianhua explained with a smile, "This set of clothes was made especially for me by my grandmother, although it is not very delicate, but I like it very much."

Sheng Tinghua smiled with pride and happiness, this is the family's love for her.

Seeing Yan Lang flipping over a small swing carved by her crying tightly and protecting it tightly, she smiled, "This is that I like swings but can't play with them, so my dad went to carve one to coax me."

When I thought of something, my eyes were sad, "But I was beaten by Brother Haoran when I was a child, and I didn't have it anymore." There was a lot of pity and nostalgia in the words.

It was given to her by her father, and it was also carved by her father's own hands, and she has always been very precious. At that time, I was happy to share it with Brother Haoran, but I was waxed by him.

Because you can't sit on a real swing, but you still want to be there, and that's a sustenance-like existence.

So until now, I have never asked for things that are easy to rot, because it will remind her that it is a dream that is easy to break.