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Chapter 6 [Sister, let's die, okay?](1/2)

Chapter 6, [Sister, can we not cure it?]

On the way back, Xu Ziyin took the initiative to carry Yun Xianyu's big bag.

In his words, it is appropriate for classmates to help each other.

But it is obvious that Yun Xianyu is not very used to his method.

It can be seen that even though the acquaintance tonight made them say more, she was still very alert.

When he arrived at the entrance of the community, Xu Ziyin did not rudely ask to go up and sit and drink a glass of water. Instead, he returned the bag in his hand to her, and then said again.

"See you in our old place tomorrow night?"

After that, Yun Xianyu agreed to turn his head and strode away.

Looking at Xu Ziyin's back as she left, Yun Xianyu frowned her beautiful little brow. She was a little confused. Why did a thriving boy break in inexplicably in her life?

After a while, she walked towards the community with excitement.

………

Under the dim lights.

In a small house with an area of ​​about 30 square meters, a little girl with a ponytail was lying in front of the desk and writing and painting in the exercise book.

Apart from a bed and a desk, the corners of the house are filled with colorful commodities.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the little girl put down the exercise album in her hand, hurriedly ran towards the door, shouting while running.

"Sister, you're back."

Opening the door and looking at his sister waiting at the door to welcome her home, Yun Xianyu's face rarely showed a soft smile.

"Did you study hard at home?"

"Some sisters, I'm almost finished painting this practice album."

"Yes, then my sister will check your homework later."

As he said that, Yun Xianyu took out a box of strawberries from behind him in a magic trick.

"Dangdangdang, see what my sister has brought back to you."

"Wow, it's strawberries~"

With a cheer, the little girl took the box of strawberries, then tightened her hands and said timidly.

"Sister, is this too expensive? Why don't we withdraw?"

He touched her hair in a doting way, and said softly.

"It's not expensive, my sister made a lot of money today."

After hearing this, the little girl realized that the bag her sister brought back today was much empty.

"Wow, is the business so good today?"

"Yes, I met a very strange person today~"

………

The moonlight is quiet.

The moonlight fell faintly in the dark room.

Yun Xianyu leaned on her chin and watched her sister lying at the desk showing off her paintings.

On the drawing paper is a girl in a white dress walking in a field full of flowers.

As he looked, Yun Xianyu couldn't help but turn his head.

Picking up a big strawberry, the little girl handed it to Yun Qianyu's mouth and sweetly said, "Sister, you eat it."

With a slight smile, Yun Xianyu said softly.

"Sister doesn't eat it, I just ate it outside."

With his cheeks puffed, the little girl refused to give in and muttered.

"Sister lied to others, but she couldn't bear to eat it at all. She didn't want to eat it, but she didn't want to eat it."

As she said that, she pouted her little mouth in anger.

After a helpless smile, Yun Xianyu picked up a strawberry and put it in his mouth.

Seeing this, the little girl immediately became happy and a smile appeared on her face.

As she smiled ridiculously, her little mouth sagged and tears kept falling.

He shook Yun Xianyu's arm and said with a crying voice on his mouth.

"Sister, let's not cure it."

"Can we not cure it?"

………

………

The lively evening activities are not over yet.

When Xu Ziyin arrived at the playground, the atmosphere was hot.

For some reason, Zhou Chong and Zhao Bing were lying among the crowd, doing push-ups hard.

“What’s the situation?”

Walking to Wu Yong and sitting down, Xu Ziyin said curiously.

“A show.”

"The instructor said that each dormitory has to perform a program, and now it's our dormitory."

ha?

Xu Ziyin was stunned when she heard this.

“Pushups are their show?”

"Yes, they don't have other talents, so they can only perform this."

While speaking, Wu Yong's face was filled with a teasing expression.

"Old Xu, don't be surprised. The third round of push-ups has been done. Some people in the front two dormitories performed this."

Sure enough, Xu Ziyin looked up and saw that most of the girls watching showed their general expressions of interest.

The first person who does push-ups may be more willing to watch, but the push-ups are one after another after another. Who is still interested in watching?

After a while, Zhao Bing was defeated first, and the burly Zhou Chong continued.

After rubbing his sore arms, Zhao Bing returned to the queue and looked at Xu Ziyin suspiciously.

"I said, have you guys come back long ago, just waiting to see Lao Zhou and I make a fool of ourselves, right?"

He glanced at him faintly, and Xu Ziyin whispered.

"What do you know? Didn't you notice that the girls in the class look at you differently?"

"Is that true?"

He turned his eyes in confusion, and Zhao Bing said to himself.

"It seems yes, I found that they were secretly watching me, and women all like strong men."

Hearing this, Wu Yong, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I said A Bing, if you want to see Lao Zhou, you can't do it after only twenty of them. Can this be called strong?"

"You can, why didn't you go there just now?"

"If I don't get on, I'll beep."

………

At night.

Xu Ziyin and others had been lying on the bed after a whole day.

After a while, the topic was discussed and turned to the girls in the class.

Of course, it was naturally Zhao Bing who started.

This guy doesn’t know if it’s because of the excess hormone secretion, so he keeps it alone.

"Lao Zhou, do you think who is the most beautiful in the class except Song Shi?"

"It must be Du Xiaoyu?"

After a while of silence, the careless Northeastern man gave his own opinions.

"Du Xiaoyu?"

With a light exclamation, Zhao Bing turned to look at Wu Yong on the opposite bed and smiled.
To be continued...
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