If it were before, Pineapple would have run away immediately, but today it is different. He was arranged by Lan Mu to perform a special mission, with Lan Mu's shield.

He smiled and replied to Zhou Sicheng with a hurry, "I'm performing the tasks assigned by the captain."

Pointing to Wen Jing beside her.

I was having midnight snacks with my sister and taking a walk and chatting.

The pineapple was scolded by Zhou Sicheng. Wen Jing blamed herself and looked at the pineapple with distress, "I'm sorry to delay your training."

Very gentle tone.

Full of care.

Zhou Sicheng frowned. How could this guy speak in such a voice?

He thought she would just whine.

When Pineapple faced Wen Jing, she immediately changed her smile, and her smile was a little gentle and sweet, "It's okay, I won't have any effect if I don't have one less training."

He also softened his tone and softened his voice.

Zhou Sicheng looked at them, and for some reason, he felt a little frigid.

He scolded Pineapple harshly again, "You can't relax for a moment when the game will be tomorrow."

Pineapple nodded vigorously, "I understand."

Wenjing felt very embarrassed, and she quickly said to Pineapple: "You go and train, I'll sit and watch you play ball."

They wandered around outside for a while and came back. In the beginning, they came to see them play basketball. Pineapple didn't be polite to Wen Jing and nodded, "Okay, sister, you can play for yourself first."

He handed Wen Jing the snacks he was holding.

This was bought for Wenjing in the supermarket just now.

To please her elder sister, I will definitely buy her snacks.

Wenjing took the snacks and her eyes kept following the tall back of the pineapple, tall and sunny.

So handsome.

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but crack and she smiled like a silly girl.

The ice cream in her hand was about to melt, but she didn't even notice it.

Zhou Sicheng frowned, took a step forward, moved to Wenjing's front, blocking Wenjing's vision.

The character in his sight changed to Zhou Sicheng, and Wen Jing immediately changed her eyes, with a very plain look, and she also remembered the ice cream in her hand and started eating it.

She turned around and walked towards the chair while eating. Zhou Sicheng followed her and asked, "Did you hear it?"

Wen Jing was curious, "What did you hear?"

Zhou Sicheng said: "He called you sister."

"Otherwise?" Wenjing raised her eyebrows, "Called to you sister?"

Rolling his eyes and continuing to move forward.

She is several years older than others. If she doesn’t call her sister, would she call her sister?

funny!

Wenjing leisurely licked the ice cream to be melted and sat down on a chair.

Zhou Sicheng naturally sat down next to Wenjing, looking at her and reminded: "You are twenty-five."

Wen Jing frowned, "Is Twenty-five illegal?"

Rolling his eyes again.

Then he thought of something and turned to stare at Zhou Sicheng, "It seems that you are not twenty-five and still eighteen years old."

After saying that, she withdrew her gaze and ate ice cream leisurely.

There was no longer the ladylike appearance of the pineapple just now, and even the ice cream was eaten even bigger.

Zhou Sicheng looked at her eating in big mouthfuls and said angrily: "When eating ice cream in the middle of winter, be careful of your stomach hurt."

Wenjing was very proud, "I often eat ice cream in winter, so I won't..."

Before she could say the word "stomach pain" she suddenly felt a cramp in her lower abdomen.

No way.

She frowned and covered her belly with her hands.

Another pain, "Ouch."

It's over, won't my aunt come tomorrow?

After a while, Wen Jing's face turned much pale and no longer had blood. Zhou Sicheng's first reaction was not to tease her, but to be nervous, "What's wrong?"

He held Wen Jing's arm and asked softly.

Wenjing said: "My stomach hurts suddenly."

Zhou Sicheng hummed softly, "Let you eat popsicles in the middle of winter."

While scolding, he helped Wenjing up.

Wenjing was not sure whether her aunt came or not, so she was going to the bathroom, "Where is the bathroom?"

"there."

Zhou Sicheng pointed to the bathroom and helped Wen Jing over, "I'll take you there."

Wen Jing still took her ice cream and went to the bathroom door. She handed the ice cream to Zhou Sicheng, "Please help me get it."

Zhou Sicheng didn't think much about it, so he reached out to take Wenjing's popsicle and took her to the bathroom. He stood at the door waiting for her, holding Wenjing's popsicle in his hand.

Although City B is cold, the indoor temperature is quite high. Popsicles slipped if they don’t eat them for a while, and the butter flows to Zhou Sicheng’s hands.

Feeling the cool liquid, Zhou Sicheng looked down.

He also loves to eat popsicles in summer. When he saw the scene in his hand, he instinctively took the ice cream to his mouth and sniffed it.

I whispered, whispered, and whispered.

My aunt hadn't come yet, but she just had a sign before coming. She went to the bathroom and it hurt a lot. Wen Jing washed her hands and left the bathroom. When she saw Zhou Sicheng eating popsicles, she only had sticks left.

She glared: "Part mate Zhou, are you eating my popsicles?"

Zhou Sicheng nodded, "Or where did I come from?"

He didn't think something was wrong at all.

Wen Jing repeated again, "That's my popsicle."

The word ‘I’ emphasizes the tone.

Zhou Sicheng thought she was complaining that he had eaten her ice cream, so he gave her an innocent look, "I accidentally ate it."

He also ate while talking.

It tasted good, it was quite delicious.

Wenjing frowned and stamped her feet, "How can you eat my popsicle?"

Doesn’t this guy know whether men and women can get along with each other?

How could he take it for granted that the ice cream she had eaten?

She licked that ice cream everywhere!

Zhou Sicheng didn't realize what Wen Jing was referring to, and accused Wen Jing of being petty, "Don't you have a stomachache? I'll buy you a box when it doesn't hurt."

"No..." Wenjing didn't know how to explain, spread her hands, "That's my popsicle, my popsicle."

Powerless.

Zhou Sicheng frowned: "I'll give it back to you, don't call me if you have a stomachache."

He stuffed the popsicle with almost only sticks into Wen Jing's mouth.

Wenjing didn't open her mouth, and the sweet smell was stained on her lips. She licked her tongue, and it was sweet.

But……

Suddenly she reacted, she raised her fist in annoyance and beat Zhou Sicheng, "Zhou Sicheng, are you a pig? She also stuffed the popsicles you have eaten into my mouth?"

Very disgusting.

She wiped her mouth with the other hand.

Zhou Sicheng couldn't hold it in the end and laughed, "I don't dislike you, do you still dislike me?"

Wen Jing was crazy, "I don't dislike who do you dislike?"

Think you are a hot commodity.

She wiped her mouth angrily and returned to the place where they were sitting just now and sat down.

Keep watching to play.

Zhou Sicheng sat quietly aside.

Did you look at Wenjing's face?

She was wearing very ordinary frame glasses, and her facial features were not that perfect, but when combined together, she felt indescribable comfort.

His skin was as delicate as a boiled egg that had just been peeled. His fingers moved and he wanted to reach out to poke to see if it was so elastic.

Zhou Sicheng stared at Wen Jing's face and was fascinated. Suddenly, a familiar woman called him, "Sicheng."
Chapter completed!