"I ......" Jiang Ruonian licked the corners of his mouth, a little nervous, he stared straight at Wen Cha's face, thought about it, and asked, "Can I kiss you?"

"What did you say?" Wen Cha endured the shock of being struck by lightning, and glared at a pair of big tricks and asked, "You say it again." ”

"I ......" Jiang Ruonian was a little shy by her glare, he pursed the corners of his lips and asked again: "Can I kiss you?" Like Ziyue's younger brother and sister Duxia. ”

"No, you can't." Wen Cha skimmed his head, raised his calf slightly and stepped on Jiang Ruonian's foot, and crushed it hard, feeling like he was going to make Jiang Ruonian crippled.

I'm such an adult, and I still want to kiss my sister, do you want face?

Jiang Ruonian screamed in pain, his fingers loosened, let go of Wen Cha and turned to hunch over and hug his feet, his eyes were red again, this time he was crying in pain.

Wen Cha looked at him condescendingly and snorted coldly, "It's better for you to stay by yourself tonight." ”

After speaking, she turned around and opened the door and walked out, Jiang Ruonian hugged her feet, she didn't understand why she didn't let herself kiss, obviously Ziyue was also Du Xia's brother, he could kiss his sister, why couldn't he kiss Wen Cha?

Warm tea: "......" because your brain is lacking roots.

Out of the house, Wen Cha took a deep breath before suppressing the power of the desolation in his body.

She looked at the door of Du Xia's confinement house, and cursed in her heart, the little pot friend was really damaged by two shameless people, and she didn't know if she would bring it back, if she caught someone, she would move her mouth, how would she live in the future?

Thinking about it this way, Wen Cha is not good.

She secretly wondered if she should give Zhang Han a wake-up call and popularize the meaning of kissing to children?

Compared with the entanglement of warm tea, Jiang Ruonian's idea is much simpler.

He lay on the sofa in distress, holding the swollen instep that was trampled, and decided to ask his mother tomorrow why Sister Du Cha rejected him, and his mother must know, hum.

The next morning, it was Monday, and the original owner was going to school as a sophomore in high school.

Wen Cha got up early in the morning, washed up, put on his schoolbag and went downstairs, Zhang Han hadn't gotten up yet, but Jiang Mingzhe, who was going to work in the company, was already sitting on the sofa reading the morning newspaper.

Seeing Wen Cha, Jiang Mingzhe nodded and asked Uncle He to bring breakfast to the table.

For his adoptive father, Wen Cha still likes it very much, and after calling his father, he began to eat.

Jiang Mingzhe saw that she was quiet, and he was used to it, and after reading the newspaper, he glanced at the watch in his hand and got up to go to the company.

Halfway through the warm tea and rice, Du Xia came down from upstairs, said hello to Uncle He, and then took a slow sip of milk.

Wen Cha ate and ignored her, stood up and walked into the garden, sitting on the swing and waiting for someone.

After Du Xia came out, he took the Jiang family's car with her to the school.

The original owner of Sakura High School is an aristocratic middle school, the tuition is expensive, the level of education is also high, nearly 50% of the students can enter the domestic institutions of higher learning every year, and the remaining half will go abroad for further study, therefore, there are not many students in this school, but all of them have a prominent family background, either the second generation of X or the second generation of XX, which is very beneficial for students to develop their own networks.

Although the original owner is also a student in the school, but it is not outstanding, compared to Du Xia's radiant nature, the original owner has a silent personality, and it can be said that there is a negligible existence in the workplace, if you don't know that she is Du Xia's sister, she looks similar to Du Xia, and there are very few people who talk to her.

After arriving at the school gate, Wen Cha got out of the car and walked straight to the teaching building, but Du Xia didn't, she waited in front of the school gate for her friends to say hello before she entered the classroom in a noisy manner.

Duxia and the original owner are in the same grade, in different classes.

Dusha is in the first class, and the original owner is in the third class.

After entering the classroom, the class started, the class was as boring as ever, Wen Cha listened for a while, and was poked in the back by the boy at the back table with a pen, she looked sideways slightly, and the boy in the back row who was fat into a hill stuffed her with a pink envelope, "Here you go." ”

Wen Cha raised his eyebrows, and saw him squeezing his eyes that were almost invisible and said, "I heard that Du Xia in the first class is your sister, and I have liked her for almost a year, can you help me deliver this letter to her?"

Wen Cha pursed his lips, "Yes." ”

"Then please." The boy was a little excited, "You must let her see it, I thought about it for a month to write." ”

Wen Cha nodded, and the boy was relieved and reluctantly let her go.

After school at noon, the original owner generally does not eat with Du Xia, Du Xia has his own circle, the original owner can't get in, and prefers to be alone every day.

After eating, Wen Cha squinted in the classroom for a while, and then heard the mobile phone in the stomach "hmm", opened it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and he had made more than a dozen calls since the morning.

Wen Cha frowned, pressed the answer button, and a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Cha Cha?"

Wen Cha held his forehead, and replied to him weakly: "Brother Ruonian?"

"It's not Brother Ruonian." The righteous denial.

Wen Cha: "?!" Obviously the sound is it?

"It's every year," Jiang Ruonian corrected her, "Have you forgotten?" We're already friends. ”

"Oh." Yes, every year is a name between friends.

"How do you have my phone?"

"Mom gave it." Jiang Ruonian said slightly accusatory: "I got up this morning to look for you, you weren't there, I was very angry, my mother said that you went to school, let me wait for you to come back."

"Are you good?"

"I'm not good," Jiang Ruonian said angrily: "I miss you very much, I want to go to you, but my mother won't let me, so I quarrel with my mother, and my mother looks very sad."

Wen Cha sighed secretly: "Didn't Mom let you behave?"

"I want to see you," Jiang Ruonian replied as a matter of course, "I want to go to school with you, but my mother doesn't allow it, I'm very angry......"

I'm angry, of course I'm going to lose my temper.

Wen Cha heard his subtext, she was very melancholy, "Don't be angry, we can meet again after school in the afternoon, soon, don't you make your mother sad, okay?" ”

"I ......" Jiang Ruonian was a little apprehensive, "Later, my mother gave me my phone number, should I go and apologize to my mother?" ”

"Of course, you made my mother sad, of course you have to apologize."

"Okay." Jiang Ruonian was very obedient this time, "I'll go find my mother right away." ”

"Well, every year."

Hearing the girl's soft voice, the corners of Jiang Ruonian's mouth couldn't help but flow a smile, "Then can I come to school to find you in the afternoon?" ”

"I have class in the afternoon, I can't accompany you, you just wait for me at home."

"Then I'll wait for you at the school gate, and we'll see you as soon as you come out."

"Don't be so troublesome," Jiang Ruonian went out of the door, and Wen Cha was not very relieved, "You are obedient, I will be back soon." ”

"I see." Jiang Ruonian reluctantly agreed, but in his heart he thought that he would beg Zhang Han, and his mother would definitely let him out, hum.