Milk Tuan is four and a half years old, and his seven brothers dote on him vigorously

Chapter 84

It has been a month since the new semester started.

Lying on the table, the sleepiness after the afternoon nap has not completely dissipated, and the whole person is lazy.

The breath of spring has begun to slip in from the window, and the unpredictable weather makes her too hot to wear only a sweater at noon.

"It's so hot." Mianmian propped herself up on the edge of the table and sat up again, took off the sweater without any image, revealing the short sleeves of the school uniform underneath.

She doesn't like to wear school uniforms, she will wear short sleeves inside, and when the student council checks, she will take off her coat, and when people leave, she will put back on her nice clothes.

Most of the classmates were like her, and the school leaders turned a blind eye to the rocket class, and the class teacher didn't care too much.

"Hey, why hasn't Yan Zisong come?" Mian Mian couldn't help complaining, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Yan Zisong promised to go to school with him, but now he disappeared again.

She hates liars the most.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, she lay back on her stomach, put her hands in her arms, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

"Li Mianmian, you got the first place in the exam."

A familiar voice came from behind, and he was shocked, and immediately turned to look at him with a smile, and then showed a cold face: "You still know to come back?"

"Those who didn't know thought you changed schools again."

After finishing speaking, Mianmian was stunned, Yan Zisong took off his iconic round eyes, revealing those charming peach blossom eyes, the whole person looked much smarter than before.

Refreshing as always, but the feeling has changed a lot.

"It's only been three or four months since we saw each other. It's really a boy's eighteenth change." Mian Mian complained while looking at him.

Yan Zisong pulled away the chair, sat down naturally, took out the textbooks in the schoolbag and put them in a stack, with the corners neatly aligned.

Meticulous.

Mianmian pouted, feeling speechless about his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"It's the Eighteenth Change of Women's University, and you have to say it yourself." Yan Zisong smiled, looked back at Mian Mian, and tidied up her messy desk.

"Yan Zisong, are you no longer nearsighted?" Mianmian was curious, and moved closer, staring at his eyes.

The girl's skin is radiant, her Galaxy version eyes are full of inquiry and curiosity, and her slightly trembling eyelashes look like butterflies.

What was once a little boy has grown into a little girl.

Yan Zisong's ears turned red, and he stepped back a little: "Don't get so close to me, I have undergone myopia surgery, and I am no longer nearsighted."

"All femtoseconds?" Mian Mian exclaimed.

In Mianmian's cognition, it is very dangerous to use a knife in the eyes.

"No, laser, it's just a minor operation."

Seeing that he wasn't interested in talking about it, Mianmian let out a bored oh.

Anyway, she has already returned, and in the future, someone will watch over her in class, and someone will copy her notes.

During Yan Zisong's absence, Mianmian felt that he was a good tablemate.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison, Mianmian sighed in her heart.

Yan Zisong took another bottle of strawberry milk from his bag: "Are you thirsty?"

"Coincidentally! You are too timely!"

The milk is iced, which is most comfortable to drink on a hot afternoon.

After two sips, the whole person has a new look.

"It tastes really good." With stars in Mianmian's eyes, Yan Zisong unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

As before, he doesn't talk much, or even less.

"What's wrong with you? I feel that you have changed a lot this semester." Although Mianmian looks big, she is also delicate in thought.

Yan Zisong's eyes dimmed, and he changed the subject: "And you, I feel that you have changed a lot."

"What happened when you came home suddenly?"

Yan Zisong suddenly talked too much, which also aroused continuous interest.

She succinctly described the events in Nigeria, and Yan Zisong's originally expressionless face became colorful.

"This is too thrilling." Yan Zisong said in surprise.

Mianmian waved her hand, pretending to be the best at her: "It's not bad, it's just a little experience."

Yan Zisong did not expose her, but lowered his head and said calmly: "I have also experienced a lot, and changes have taken place in my family."

"Tell me?"

"Class is over." The bell rang, interrupting the conversation between the two.

With an itchy heart, Mianmian stared at her watch for the whole class.

She must know what Yan Zisong went through to make him change so much.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the teacher's teaching assignments were tight, and the class was delayed for a few minutes.

Mianmian couldn't sit still, "Why don't you finish class yet!"

Seeing her anxious and helpless look, Yan Zisong thought it was funny: "Don't worry."

"You look like a monk." Mianmian glared at him.

After 5 long minutes, the teacher left the classroom.

Mianmian grabbed Yan Zisong: "Speak."

But Yan Zisong looked embarrassed; "Well... I have to go to the bathroom."

"..." Mianmian's head was covered with black lines.

"How about you solve it on the spot?" Yan Zisong got up straight away with a playful smile on his face, and went out to the bathroom.

When he came back, he was already in class.

Uncomfortably tight, I waited until get out of class was over, and it was time for school to end.

Yan Zisong left in a hurry and did not answer her question.

"Yan Zisong, I don't want to play with you anymore!" Mian Mian shouted angrily after chasing after him.

It was night, when Li Beichen heard about Mianmian's work at school, he hated Yan Zisong even more.

Helping Mianmian check last night, he deliberately tried: "Is your deskmate back?"

"Well, I'm back." Mianmian was annoyed, thinking of Yan Zisong, she didn't even want to talk.

This person is ignoring himself now, which he never did before.

It was in vain to expect him to come back so much, and begged the teacher to keep this table.

Who knew that he would treat himself like this as soon as he came back.

The more Mianmian thought about it, the angrier she became, and Li Beichen's face became older and uglier.

"Why, did he make you angry?"

While putting away her schoolbag, Mianmian complained to him about the day's affairs.

Li Beichen sneered: "It turns out that's the case. He's very busy every day and doesn't have time to talk to you."

"Brother, do you know about the Yan family's affairs?" Mianmian listened to what he said.

Li Beichen was sitting on the sofa, with an expression that if you want to know, please please me.

Mian Mian leaned over and hugged his arm coquettishly: "Brother, just tell me!"

"Brother kiss."

Li Beichen avoided her kiss and held her face: "You are already in junior high school, so you can't just ask for a kiss."

Mianmian was a little disappointed: "Why is brother like this?"

"I don't want it anymore."

With her back to Li Beichen, she was sullen all by herself.

Li Beichen laughed: "Is this your attitude when you ask someone to do something?"

"Then what does brother want!" Mian Mian raised her head, dying helplessly.

Li Beichen held her hand and pulled her closer: "Brother told you before, don't peek at the handsome guy with your senior sister, how are you doing?"

Mian Mian sat down solemnly: "Report! The completion rate is 100%! Absolutely never peeking at the seniors again!"

Li Beichen laughed and responded.

He knows it all.

(End of this chapter)