It's just that in this way, it is inevitable that she will be wronged by her little obedient, and Mrs. Song is a little unhappy in her heart.

Song Zhaolai was in the old lady's arms, her voice soft and glutinous, "Grandmother, I don't care." ”

Mrs. Song found out that her little granddaughter really didn't care.

She will not be sad, she will not be wronged, and the emotions that a person should have seem to have disappeared.

*

Half a month later, it will be the entrance exam of Canglan College.

Song Zhao wanted to take the exam, and after Song Yuyun's discussion, he was very active in inviting a few masters to review Song Zhao.

Although cramming is useless, it is better than doing nothing.

Song Zhao didn't want to waste time on this, so he offered to go to Si Yu to help review.

Si Yu is the prince's companion, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, so his knowledge will naturally not be bad.

So Song Zhao was sent directly by his parents to live with Si Yu in the Star Picking Building.

Si Yu stood under the eaves.

Watching Song Zhao move into the Star Picking Building with large bags and small bags, there was a bit of sweet trouble.

"You're too blatant about my purpose."

Song Zhao was also very annoyed, "There's no way, I can only use you as an excuse to clean up for half a month." ”

"You don't have to say more." He lowered his eyes slightly, his dark pupils staring directly at her, and his posture was a little lazy.

"I understand."

Doesn't he just like what he likes, and can't get along with him day and night?

Although she was very helpless to be infatuated by the little girl, Si Yu still took the responsibility of her brother and gave Song Zhao a test to test her IQ.

Song Zhao sat cross-legged on the side of the small table and did the question seriously.

Si Yu sat across from her.

He wears a dark blue coat, and his eyebrows and eyes are deep and cool.

Holding a tea cup in his hand, he ate quietly.

The little girl opposite had a very serious face.

He suddenly had itchy hands, pinched her face, and chuckled nonchalantly, "How can you be like a little old woman." ”

Where is the former pampering gone?

Song Zhao slapped his hand away and muttered dissatisfiedly, "The fourth brother made fun of me again, where am I like a little old woman." ”

Si Yu's robe.

The neckline is slightly open, revealing a thin collarbone.

He stared at Song Zhao for a while, and then said unhurriedly, "I'm curious, you never liked to read before, let alone do questions, but now you're diligent." ”

Song Zhao's changes, no one knows better than him.

Not to mention anything else, just now, she got all the questions he gave her.

If he didn't know that this was the little girl herself, he would have to wonder if it was a different person.

Song Zhao took the pen seriously.

Her white cheeks were faintly pink, and her eyes were as bright as moonlight.

She snorted softly and said, "I don't miss my former self at all, she was too reckless, too willful, too ignorant and too easy to trust others, so that she suffered a lot and learned a lot of lessons later." ”

So in this life, she wants to live smartly!

Song Zhao's tone was very calm, Si Yu listened to it in his ears, and his heart suddenly hurt violently, a very familiar pain.

It's like the pain of losing a loved one forever.

He suppressed that weird feeling and asked playfully, "You have been clothed and fed since you were a child, and the baby bumps of the Song family, who will give you hardship, and who will teach you a lesson?" ”

He just asked casually, and he would never break the body of the person who bullied the little girl.

Song Zhao put down his pen and dragged his cheeks, "I just suddenly understood, no one will always be your umbrella, only by being strong can you rest easy." ”

The little girl who doesn't know the suffering of the world has this feeling?

Si Yu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

He put down the teacup, lightly hooked the tail of his eyes with wanton eyes, and his voice was very sexy, "You call me brother, and my brother is willing to be your umbrella all the time." ”

Song Zhao paused, suddenly walked over, and shook Si Yu's hand movingly.

"Fourth brother, thank you."

She met his narrow eyes and whispered, "I'll be nice to you later." ”

She hasn't decided whether to let go of Lord Quan and see him rise in the future and destroy the world.

But that's what Lord Chong Quanchen said.

She decided.

During the time that Si Yu was alive, she would be kind to him with all her heart.

This little Ah Zhao, why is he not reserved at all?

Si Yu straightened his lips hard, not letting the arc fly.

He looked at her with disgust.

However, the cold and thin black eyes that came from both directions concealed a little imperceptible gentleness, and the knobby hand pressed on Song Zhao's head,

"No shame!"

*

Half a month passed in a flash.