There were two people talking there.

Song Yubai walked over directly.

The two of them stopped talking and looked up.

When the boy approached, he already knew that this was not the sound he wanted.

So I stopped.

"Brother Bai, do you play basketball?"

On the basketball court, several boys were sweating.

Song Yubai put down his schoolbag and joined in.

He looked at the schedule.

At about the same time, he spoke, "I'm back."

Several people had to make an appointment with the boy next time.

When Song Yubai passed that road, he took another look.

But no one stood there.

He could even imagine that there was a young girl standing there that day, wearing their school uniform and talking to the lower grades opposite.

Senior sister?

Song Yubai thought to himself as if he was thinking.

Then the possibility of being in the first year of high school is ruled out, and the rest is between the second year of high school and the third year of high school.

The boy was sweating.

When she got home, Song's father sat on the sofa reading the newspaper, held his eyes and said, "I'm back, your sister is reviewing, and she will go back to her room when playing games. Do you know?"

Song Yubai nodded.

When I looked, Song Shumin's room was closed.

He asked casually: "Have my sister brought her friend home?"

Song's father put away the newspaper and said, "Well, I heard it's your sister's classmate, so I'm going to review together."

Song Yubai didn't say anything anymore, and first went to the bathroom to take a shower. The boy's body was between aging and mature, and the youthfulness of the body was full of vitality, and the water droplets slid down the smooth abdominal muscles.

Wipe your hair with a towel in your hand.

When I went to the freezer to get water, Song's father was no longer in the living room.

The boy's thin lips were slightly opened, and the light red lips color looked a little darker.

And in the living room, there is a family photo hanging.

The boy stood in the middle, and Song Shumin leaned against his younger brother, smiled at the camera, and compared a scissors hand.

Song Shumin leaned against the seat, thought for a while and said, "My brother should be back."

The girl sitting next to her lowered her long eyelashes slightly, and when she heard this, she lifted up and looked at her beautiful eyes.

Song Shumin said: "You haven't seen my brother before."

Su Ci stared at the person and shook her head.

"He is very handsome." Song Shumin said: "Since I was a child, my peach blossoms have been many times more than mine. They were all born by the same parents, so why did he give birth to him so beautifully? I don't agree."

The girl raised her little face slightly and said seriously: "You are also very beautiful."

Song Shumin hugged her and said, "Wuwuwu, porcelain, you are so cute. I would have been so cute with my brother."

Su Ci felt a little embarrassed.

Song Shumin's movements were too big and accidentally knocked over the drink on the table and made a sound.

The water was knocked over, and the girl sitting there was wet in her clothes.

Song Shumin immediately stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." She quickly took a tissue to wipe it, but she didn't expect it to get dirtier as she wiped it.

So he said with a little guilty conscience: "Sorry, porcelain, you can only change into my clothes."

Su Ci shook her head and said it didn't matter.

Seeing that she was so obedient, Song Shumin felt even more guilty. After taking out the clothes, she walked out of the door and shouted: "Song Yubai!"

No one answered her words.

Song Shumin was a little angry. At the critical moment, he had never seen this younger brother come out.

She went upstairs directly.
Chapter completed!