Chapter 169: Whose Little Sister Is This?
Qin Yanjun frowned, and hurriedly swallowed his mouth full of bitterness, how could he not understand?
The signal light jumped, and the vehicle in front gradually drove away, Qin Yanjun stepped on the accelerator to keep up, and the car always drove very steadily.
Qin Sheng's slender fingers curled up slightly, her throat squirmed a few times, and then she lowered her head and said "I'm sorry".
I lied, I lied to you...... I almost lied to myself.
A low sigh sounded in her ears, Qin Sheng felt that her father was looking at her, she didn't dare to look up, and waited quietly and apprehensively for him to speak.
But after several minutes, Qin Yanjun was silent.
Until the car stopped near the gate of the No. 1 Middle School, Qin Yanjun looked sideways at his daughter who was not in a hurry to get out of the car, and gently rubbed his palm on the top of her head: "You know what you are doing, I believe you have your own measure!" Sooner or later, you will have to go through these things, and your father will worry about them like your mother, but these are essential things for you to grow up, and this is how each of us grew up...... Dad just now, suddenly a little sentimental...... I remember when you were born, so small, and now you have grown so big in a flash. ”
The tip of Qin Sheng's nose was sour, and his heart was full of heavy emotion. She threw herself over and hugged her father, her eyes red as she left his arms.
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After mid-December, Ningshi ushered in a cold snap.
The night before, Shen Chuyan turned several times in the cold bed, and the early morning was the lowest temperature, so he couldn't sleep, so he got up and pulled out a quilt from the cabinet. I changed the thick quilt, and sure enough, I fell asleep quickly.
When he came out of the bathroom after washing up in the morning, he sneezed loudly, and Shen Menghui was just about to open his mouth to blame him for not wearing enough clothes, when he heard Liang Minjun sigh, his face was extremely apologetic: "Yesterday it cooled down, I forgot to change the thick quilt for you, it's really old and has a bad memory." Chuyan, you don't have a cold, do you? ”
"Wait a minute, hurry up and put it on for him!" Shen Menghui frowned, "You don't have long hands yourself?" Just carried it hard and froze all night? ”
Shen Chuyan looked back at an idiot: "I'm sorry, I still want to live well, and I'm not interested in any survival test." ”
Shen Menghui put his mind at ease, and glared fiercely at him in the next second: "Can't talk well early in the morning?" ”
"Hehe, someone laughs at my IQ and expects me to say thank you...... Is it sick or didn't wake up? ”
Shen Menghui simply stopped talking, turned his head and went back to the bedroom, so as not to be scolded by the bastard again.
Liang Minjun quickly caught up with Shen Chuyan, who walked to the entrance: "Are you wearing enough clothes?" It's quite windy outside. ”
Shen Chuyan raised his eyebrows coldly, threw the schoolbag on his shoulder, and turned around to show a rather bad smile: "I didn't have a cold, I disappointed you~"
The door slammed shut in front of Liang Minjun's eyes, and she grinded her teeth in anger. And there was a pleasant whistle in the aisle outside.
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Qin Sheng was afraid of the cold, so he didn't tie his hair up, and he wore a light brown beret on his head, and he spent a while in front of the dressing mirror in the morning before hurriedly going out.
Stepping into the school gate, she subconsciously turned her head to look around, she had met Shen Chuyan several times in the morning before. Xu Chaoci was used to seeing him a minute before the class bell rang, but Shen Chuyan didn't know if it was convulsions or what, but he arrived earlier than him for several days, so you can imagine how shocked Princess Xu was.
In the summer, I lay in bed hard, and in the winter, I don't want to get up early, are you sick?
Qin Sheng absentmindedly withdrew her wandering gaze, and before she took two steps, a familiar scattered voice came from behind her: "Tsk, whose young lady is this, I don't dare to recognize it." ”