Nan Ji bit the ice cream and walked to him, but Song Xiaokai didn't speak.

Nan Ji reached out and opened Song Xiao's schoolbag.

Song Xiao was puzzled

"Sister, what do you want to take?"

As soon as he asked, Nan Ji had already stuffed the ice cream bag into his school bag.

The movements are natural, as if his schoolbag is a natural trash can.

Nan Ji took out the key and opened the door, and without saying a word to Song Xiao, she walked in by herself.

Bang, the door slammed.

The junior boy was isolated outside, and Song Xiao was silent.

Song Xiao felt that her sister seemed to be a different person.

Because of the divorce of her parents, and because they have grown up, Nan Ji went to college.

So there was a lot less communication between them.

But the former Nan Ji had a soft temperament and was very good to him.

Why hasn't he seen him for two months, and his sister has become like this?

Song Xiao pondered, and thought of the reason why she came.

Hurriedly rang the doorbell.

As he pressed, he knocked on the door.

A mouthful of a sister's shout

"Sister, sister open the door."

Five minutes later, the door finally opened.

Nan Ji leaned against the door, looking at Song Xiao, puzzled

"Why haven't you left yet?"

The smile on Song Xiao's face stiffened.

He coughed hurriedly.

"Sister, do you know Huo Yan?"

Nan Ji glanced at him and walked into the house,

"I don't know."

Feet on the wooden floor, almost no sound.

Song Xiao looked incredulous, like a tail, he followed Nan Ji wherever he went

"Sister, I watched your live broadcast, didn't the god Huo Yan hand you a handkerchief?"

Most people didn't believe that the hand was Huo Yan's hand.

But as a fan who has followed him since he started playing professionally, Song Xiao is very sure that that person is Huo Yan.

Nan Ji drank the water and did not speak.

Song Xiao chattered beside her

"Sister, you see it's useless for you to keep that handkerchief, or give it to me."

Song Xiao took a bite and a sister, shouting affectionately.

In 19 years, the two siblings have never been so close as they are today.

Song Xiao behaved like a collector with a special fetish, sticking to her all the time.

Song Xiao stared at Nan Ji with burning eyes, and couldn't wait to reach out and press her head twice, so that she could agree.

Nan Ji understated

"Lost the handkerchief."

She said she was going to drink water again.

Song Xiao was in a hurry, lost?

"Sister, where did you lose it?"

While asking, he pulled the water cup and didn't let her drink water, so he had to ask for a place.

Nan Ji pouted

"Where do I remember."

Do you have to remember where to throw away the garbage?

Her younger brother was inexplicable.

Song Xiao's anxious eyes were red, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

Nan Ji looked inexplicable, what's wrong with this product?

Tongzi whispered

[Host, your brother is a fan of Huo Yan, and he is still a brain-dead male fan. 】

The meaning of brain-dead male fans is that they are madly obsessed with all the behaviors of idols.

Everything that idols do is right, and what is wrong is also right.

Tsk tsk.

Nan Ji listened, and raised her eyebrows.

Like the night pearl Ao, her red and tender lips hooked

"You have a good eye."

It's really her brother.

Tongzi was silent.

Who was the person who used Song Xiao as a trash can just now?

Don't you still think that there is something wrong with your brother's brain?

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Xiao looked at his sister as if he really couldn't remember.

He began again

"Sister, can you see him once, and you can see him a second time, right? Sister, can you ask me for an autograph? ”

Nan Ji listened, and responded with a rare refreshment

"Okay."

Well, the younger brother who likes the Night Pearl is a good brother.

(End of chapter)