Zhou Sicheng replied to her: "Wenjing."

Wenjing was washing her eyes with water.

Zhou Feifei said: "I asked her who she was, but she didn't ask her name."

Zhou Sicheng didn't want to pay attention to her, just wanted to send her away, "Go back to eat your meal."

His eyes were always on Wen Jing's eyes, caring about her eyes.

Zhou Feifei refused to leave and pouted and said, "No, you have to tell me who she is."

She is a little princess at home and always speaks in a coquettish tone.

And it's a very natural act of coquettishness.

Wen Jing washed her eyes and finally got better. She knew that Zhou Feifei must have misunderstood her and Zhou Sicheng. She smiled and replied to Zhou Feifei for Zhou Sicheng, "Your brother and I are friends."

She turned around and gave Zhou Feifei a smile.

Zhou Feifei doesn't believe that their relationship is just a friend, "What kind of friends should hold hands?"

She looked at Wenjing, with hostility in her eyes.

He looked at Zhou Sicheng angrily again.

Zhou Sicheng ignored her emotions and asked, "Do you have wet tissues in your bag?"

He wanted to wipe Wenjing's face with wet tissue.

Zhou Feifei nodded, "Yes."

Zhou Sicheng stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

"No..." Zhou Feifei was about to refuse, and suddenly thought of something. A cunning light flashed in her eyes. She reached into her bag with one hand and looked at Zhou Sicheng with her little face raised. "Ten pineapple signatures."

Zhou Sicheng: “…”

He gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, "Yes."

Since the club was established and the players became famous one by one, Zhou Feifei didn't know how many times she had to sign the autographs, but she asked them for her classmates.

Later he refused, they were athletes, not celebrities, and they didn't want them to be distracted.

After hearing Zhou Sicheng agree so readily, Zhou Feifei was even more curious about the relationship between Wen Jing and Zhou Sicheng. "It seems that this person is very important to you."

She handed Zhou Sicheng the tissue.

His eyes looked at Wen Jing.

Zhou Sicheng took the tissue, took out one, and reached out to help Wenjing wipe it.

The water on his face was dried, Wenjing tried to open her eyes.

Although I still feel a little uncomfortable, it will no longer affect it.

She turned around and saw Zhou Feifei's whole appearance. The 18 or 19-year-old girl was probably 1.67 meters tall. At first glance, she looked so similar to Zhou Sicheng, giving her the first impression, she was eccentric.

Zhou Feifei saw Wenjing's face and laughed unscrupulously, covering her mouth and laughed unscrupulously.

The giggle was pure and without any malice.

Wenjing frowned, what did this kid laugh at?

She turned to look at Zhou Sicheng.

Zhou Sicheng saw Wenjing's face clearly and smiled, but it was not as exaggerated as she smiled.

Wenjing knew that it must be something on her face. She was about to look in the mirror. Zhou Sicheng grabbed her and said, "Wait a minute."

One hand pressed Wen Jing's arm and the other hand held a wet tissue to wipe Wen Jing's dizzy eye and eyeliner around Wen Jing's eyes. Wen Jing's eyes were still red, and his movements were very light and soft.

Even his eyes were gentle.

Wenjing knew it was made of makeup, "I made of makeup."

Zhou Sicheng nodded, "It looks a bit like a panda's eye."

He wiped patiently.

He didn't notice that Zhou Feifei was standing aside and looked at him and Wenjing with such surprised eyes.

Wenjing said: "No, I have to go to a makeup artist to make up for me."

She will have to toast with Yan Zao later. Today is not beautiful enough for the whole day.

She was about to leave, and Zhou Sicheng grabbed her, "Just wash it off, the contact lenses in your eyes have also been removed, and your eyes are so red."

Wen Jing doesn't do it, "My beautiful one is a bridesmaid for the day."

I finally became a bridesmaid. Is it easy for her to be a bridesmaid? I have to cherish it.

Zhou Sicheng smiled and said, "It looks good if you don't wear makeup."

A blurted-out sentence sounds more heart-warming.

This was also the first time he praised Wenjing for being beautiful. Wenjing wondered if she had heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhou Sicheng uncertainly.

Zhou Sicheng's expression was slightly stunned, but he couldn't repeat it.

Zhou Feifei next to her watched the fun and repeated for Zhou Sicheng, "He said you look good."

After saying that, she laughed happily again.

Zhou Sicheng felt a little embarrassed and gave Zhou Feifei a warning look, "You have nothing to do, go there."

Zhou Feifei was not afraid of him. She asked with a gossip: "Is this your girlfriend?"

Wen Jingjing shook her head and denied, "No, no, don't get me wrong, girl."

The little girl is so relatable.

Is there no pure friendship between men and women except for boyfriend and girlfriend?

They just stood here, how could they tell they were boyfriend and girlfriend?

Zhou Feifei didn't believe it, so she raised her head and cut it, "In order to ask me for a tissue to wipe your face, my brother agreed to find ten autographed photos of Brother Pineapple, and he also helped you wipe your face personally, and praised you for your beauty. You are not his girlfriend, so will it in the future."

Zhou Sicheng himself didn't realize it.

He hurried to look at Wenjing.

Wenjing happened to look at him too.

With eyes facing each other, both of them were a little embarrassed, Wenjing didn't know what she was embarrassed about.

She recalled Zhou Sicheng's situation when he wiped her face just now, and realized his gentleness later.

Zhou Sicheng would actually be gentle to her...

A strange feeling appeared in her heart. She suddenly did not dare to look at Zhou Sicheng's eyes and quickly moved away.

Zhou Sicheng also looked at Zhou Feifei again, "What do children understand?"

Give her another warning look.

Zhou Feifei hates others treat her as a child the most, and she just says, "Don't participate in your child, you don't understand," and let her pass on.

She proudly said with her chin raised, "I've all had three boyfriends."

Wenjing: "…"

He looks only eighteen or nineteen years old. I heard Zhou Sicheng say that his sister is indeed at this age. She has had a third brother boyfriend at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

She was 25 and had just had her second love relationship.

The first time was very failed and I didn’t want to recall it. This time it was just beginning.

It was so failed that it was hit again inadvertently.

Of course, Zhou Sicheng does not support her sister in love with such a young age, and she also treats love as a joke. He reaches out and pokes Zhou Feifei's forehead, "Be careful that I will go to Ms. Xia to study your book."

Zhou Feifei snorted coldly, "Then I will tell her that you betray Lin Siyuan, she is very optimistic about you and Sister Siyuan."

When it comes to Lin Siyuan, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The smile on Zhou Sicheng's face disappeared and he subconsciously glanced at Wen Jing.

I didn't think much about it in my heart.

Wen Jing felt that she had to contact Zhou Feifei's misunderstanding of her and Zhou Sicheng, and explained to Zhou Feifei: "That you seem to have misunderstood. I have a boyfriend, and your brother and I are just ordinary friends."

She didn't look at Zhou Sicheng, and after explaining that she was about to leave, "You guys chat slowly, Yan Zao may have to toast now, I have to go and do my job."

She left quickly as she said that.

She doesn't want to be regarded as a mistress, and she doesn't want to make simple things complicated.
Chapter completed!