After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 128 A Sudden Home Visit

Although our Anting students are strategizing on the business line, they are not without worries.

Midterm Exam Results…

An Ting himself is actually very satisfied with the grade of 99 in the whole grade, and he doesn't care about the opinions of teachers and classmates, but it's not that he doesn't care about everyone's opinions.

There is still a small problem in front of him.

sign…

The No. [-] Middle School has the habit of handing out transcripts. Every mid-term and final exam will send out transcripts, and students must take them home and sign them.

The signature is just an appearance, but the father's idea.

Naturally, An Ting can fake his signature. He is an adult with full civil ability in his heart, so it's a big deal to pretend to be a signature, but... I don't want to hide my dad's personal situation at school.

He cherishes the opportunity to talk to his father very much.

The best thing about being reborn to the age of 15 is that you can get along with your father as a "child".

School calendar No.11 Saturday.

Taking advantage of the holiday, An Ting handed over the report card to his father in a nervous mood. After the latter read it, he didn't seem surprised and just signed it obediently.

"Dad, I'm at this level, are you like this?" An Ting asked in a strange tone.

Father Ann looked very calm, waved his hands, and smiled: "It's okay, isn't there still a final exam... Dad still remembers the agreement you made with me, I believe you can enter the top [-]... To be honest, Dad actually Not much of a nerd, so that's about it."

Father An has never had high demands on his son. There is no college student in the family. He hopes that his son can be admitted to a university.
Ordinary high school, ordinary university, ordinary job, it is good to do well, but go home if you do not do well, home is the eternal safe haven.

The high school entrance examination should be regarded as a burst of seeds.

It's over when it's cool.

The future still needs to be looked at with a normal mind.

At this moment, the boy suddenly realized that he had misunderstood something.

Remember An Ting once said that in his previous life, he had the right to veto the remarriage of his father and Aunt Song?
In the emotional world, how can there be any veto power, isn't it all arrogant?
The favored have nothing to fear...

Hearing Father An's words, An Ting was a little shocked, and in turn aroused his desire to learn - it seemed that he had to raise his goal a little bit.

He wants to be a real academic master.

When An Ting came out of his father's room, he happened to see Song Ci who was about to go out for a walk with the dog. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, thinking that he hadn't exercised well today, so he simply said, "Walk me?"

Song Ci suddenly felt a black line on his forehead, but still nodded, and said, "I hope you won't be such a dog..."

No one will say the first sentence - walk me.

An Ting didn't blush, and said, "Wait for a while, I'll bring a basketball."

"it is good."

In the past, Song Ci would not choose this time to go out for a dog walk; the main reason is that autumn is here, the autumn is cool, and the night is windy, so after four in the afternoon is the most suitable time to walk the dog.

When the two went out, Papa Ann also went out, riding a motorcycle and bringing fishing tools.

The upper body of the girl is a windbreaker + T-shirt, the lower body is sports trousers, and she is wearing a pair of white shoes. As always, she has a long ponytail without any traces of waves. It is very natural and long and straight.

Since the military training at the end of August, An Ting's hair has been cut twice, and it still retains the traces of platinum hair.

Today, Song Ci is known to everyone on Bauhinia Street, and they are not surprised by the behavior of the two walking their dogs.

"Hi, Xiaoci."

"Brother Ting, Sister Song Ci!"

Old people and children will greet both of them.

At the same time, Nai Te has already regarded An Ting as the fourth owner, second only to Song Ci, Aunt Song and Papa An. There is no way, Anting is not at home five days a week, and he may go to the store on Saturdays and Sundays, while Papa An Being at home every day, the priority is definitely higher.

Everything is so beautiful and harmonious.

Song Ci walked along the fish pond and asked curiously, "Uncle didn't blame you, did he?"

With a complicated tone, An Ting said, "I hope he can blame me... Also, Song Ci, I've discovered something now."

"What's the matter?" Song Ci asked back.

"As long as I don't bully you, my dad won't beat or scold me at all..." An Ting said meanly.

"Humph!"

This is a fact.

As long as An Ting doesn't engage in Song Ci, An's father is basically obedient.

Song Ci didn't think too complicated about the decline in Anting's grades, and blamed it on the part-time job in a beverage store.

She strolled along the edge of the fish pond, large and small spots fell on her graceful body from time to time, and calmly said: "Don't spend too much time on things other than studying."

"Yes, I understand, Sister Song Ci."

"Are you listening!?" Song Ci knew An Ting too well, he looked carefree and carefree, but in fact he had a hard-headed side, so he didn't listen to persuasion very much.

"Listen, I will study hard, Miss Sister."

"Either call me Song Ci, or call me sister, don't call me young lady!"

Don't think that Song Ci doesn't know what this guy is implying, implying that he has a small bust.

"It depends on my mood." An Ting said in a breathless manner.

The boy was advancing while dribbling the ball, looking very restless; Song Ci just looked at the handsome basketball boy all the way, pretending to be handsome, but very handsome.

Since primary school, Song Ci has been fond of looking at An Ting secretly. She hates it, but at the same time yearns for that unfettered sense of freedom.

After walking around Bauhinia Street for a few laps, and finally returning to the basketball court in front of the ancestral hall, the young man walked forward silently.

This is Anting's original purpose of going out - to play basketball.

What he didn't expect was that Song Ci tied the dog leash and followed him up, stretching his body while walking.

"Do you want to play basketball too?"

"Hmm... on a whim."

This is not the first time An Ting and Song Ci play basketball. In summer nights, they will play for a while after walking the dog; it is just the first time they play basketball in broad daylight.

In An Ting's eyes, Song Ci's basketball skills are definitely not good; but in fact, from the perspective of ordinary girls, she is quite good, especially in shooting, which is quite accurate.

This person... used to live in the community, so he probably didn't have many friends. The most suitable exercise was to play basketball or run alone.

"Then play with you."

"Come!"

In the ensuing basketball solo, there will definitely be some physical contact, but there is no ambiguity. The only interesting thing is-a dozen of children are watching, including Xiaohui and Xiaoya.

Boys support Song Ci, and girls support Anting.

The charm of the Bauhinia Street fan club.

Song Ci was playing quite freely and happily.

There are too many people, but some can't let go.

The noise lasted until five o'clock in the afternoon. An Ting and Song Ci were sweating profusely and panting, sitting on the bench outside the basketball court.

In fact, one-on-one can also be scored, and the winner can be divided. Considering the girl's competitive spirit, Anting didn't score the whole process, it was purely for fun.

under the sunset.

After a brief hesitation, Song Ci still took off the windbreaker on his body. It was a rare sleeveless black vest inside. He probably didn't expect to play basketball when he went out, so he put on a windbreaker casually.

The orange-red sunset fell on the girl's sweaty face, collarbone, and shoulders. Coupled with her disordered breathing, her body was undulating, giving her a very seductive feeling.

Fortunately, it is not white, even if it is soaked in sweat, it will still not reveal...

Anting was also tired, so he called Xiaohui and Xiaoya, and gave them 10 yuan to buy two bottles of water from a nearby store, and bought them snacks with the remaining money.

The little guy was so happy, he went to Pidianpidian.

Looking at the backs of the two children, An Ting said with emotion: "There are no people my age in Zijing Street, not even two or three years apart. If you hadn't come, I would have played basketball alone."

"It seems to be the case."

The young people on Bauhinia Street are either elementary school students or social youths, and they have no peers to play with An Ting.

"Thank you little sister for playing with me." An Ting pretended to be a bad brother.

Song Ci said helplessly, "Stop calling Miss Sister!"

At this time, the two little guys had already run back, handed two bottles of water to An Ting and Song Ci, and went to play basketball again.

An Ting poured half of the bottle of water over his head, and drank the remaining half of the bottle, it was so sour.

Song Ci at the side gave him a blank look, fearing that the water would splash on her body, she silently moved away from a position, then raised the water bottle, closed her mouth, and took a sip.

She was rarely so rude, probably really thirsty.

Drinking too quickly, the water overflowed from the corner of her mouth and flowed into her chest along her neck. The temperature of the water was low, and the sudden temperature difference made her sensitive ears tremble.

so cute.

"puff…"

Hearing the laughter beside her, Song Ci put down the bottle and rolled her eyes again.

The next second, looking at Song Ci's bare armpits, the young man suddenly thought of a little white tiger, deliberately lowered his volume, and asked curiously, "Song Ci, can I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

There were a lot of people around, so An Ting put his mouth close to the other person's ear deliberately, and asked, "Did you shave all your hair?"

Hearing this, Song Ciqiao blushed, clamped her armpit tightly, and moved away from a body again, but unfortunately, the flash had already appeared before, and this time the flash hit the wall.

An ass!

Sit empty!
It fell to the ground.

"Hiss, pain, pain, ignore you! Big pervert!"

"No... I'm just a little curious..."

"Go to hell!"

Followed by.

Song Ci took Nai Te and ran away in embarrassment while rubbing his butt.

Girls really have double standards. The last time there was a typhoon and the power went out, I asked me if it was the first time. I answered honestly; now I ask such a small question, and I am so angry.

An Ting also went back.

Seeing the children playing basketball enthusiastically, An Ting would definitely not confiscate the basketball, but just told Xiaohui and Xiaoya to remember to return it to him after playing.

soon.

The two returned to the door of the house.

Song Ci hurried into the bathroom on the second floor. On the one hand, he was mildly obsessed with cleanliness, and on the other hand, he was checking whether his butt was injured.

An Ting could go to the bathroom on the third floor to take a shower, but he was not in such a hurry. He stayed at the door of the house and planned to help Nai Te take a bath with the tap.

A bath once a week is enough for pets.

"Dog thing, hurry up and wash Xiangxiang~"

The dog is really a very smart animal, it seems to understand An Ting's words, walked over, sat obediently by the side, and let the owner help to take a bath.

With Nait's cooperation, it was done in 10 minutes.

Just as An Ting was using the hair dryer to dry Nai Te's hair, a gust of wind blew by, and a terrifying shadow enveloped the boy.

"Student Anting..."

There was a trace of resentment in the voice.

An Ting frowned. In broad daylight, he wouldn't bump into ghosts. When he looked up, he was dumbfounded—more terrifying than ghosts.

The person who came was Xu Qingshu.

"Teacher Xu?"

Tell a horror story - a home visit.

(End of this chapter)