Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 360 Let's Break Up (3)

An Xiaxia guessed that this number did not belong to Song Qingchen. She tried to dial it, but the number was already canceled.

And from this angle, it looked like it was taken by a third person, even if she showed it to Sheng Yize, it wouldn't prove anything.

She was clear about Song Qingchen's purpose, didn't he just want to show off how good Sheng Yize was to her and make her feel uncomfortable?

But I have to say, her goal has been achieved.

An Xia Xiameng was under the blanket, not moving.
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The next day.

An Xiaxia got up from the bed and obediently went to do her winter vacation homework.

Her abnormal attitude made An Yibei suspicious: "Hey, are you so diligent today?"

"I am so enlightened that I see through the world of mortals. I want to study hard and make progress every day. I love the country, the party, and the people!" An Xiaxia told him with a smile.

An Yibei slapped her on the forehead, sat down beside her, and glanced at her with deep eyes: "Did you quarrel with that bastard Sheng Yize?"

"Where is it... Hehehe..." An Xiaxia smiled dryly, and accelerated the speed of checking the calculation questions.

"Idiot! You made a mistake! The function is used to substitute this number..." An Yibei hated iron for nothing and quietly sat on the table. Seeing that An Xiaxia was stunned for a long time before he could react, he crossed out the calculation steps just now with a black pen in his hand, Start calculation again.

Seeing her like this, An Yibei understood a little bit.

Apart from Sheng Yize, he couldn't find another person to make An Xiaxia, an optimist, like this.

Stretching out his hand to touch An Xiaxia's little head, his tone was rare and gentle: "Xia Xia... You can tell me if you've been wronged. You still have your brother here, and my brother will help you deal with that bastard!"

An Xiaxia's heart warmed, she rubbed his palm, and said emotionally, "Brother, you are so kind..."

"Hmm... I want to ask first, have you washed your hair too much?" An Yibei mused.

"Is this important!" An Xiaxia growled.

An Yibei smiled and said nothing, on the surface he was disgusted, but in fact he never stopped touching her head.
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On the way, he went downstairs to get coffee, and ran into Sheng Yize who was going upstairs.

An Yibei blocked him aggressively.

"There is no such thing as empathy in the world. You don't know how painful she is. Don't think that my sister is easy to bully. If you can't give her happiness, then let her go!" He reprimanded Sheng Yize with a straight face.

Sheng Yize was silent for a few seconds, nodded, and went upstairs.

When he walked to An Xiaxia's door, he stood still. An Xiaxia's door was open, and she was sitting at the desk doing her homework.

Sheng Yize paused, did not speak, and stared at her quietly.

Her little habits are not good at all. To write a few questions, she has to play with her mobile phone, check Weibo, turn a pen, and scribble...

But it was her who filled him with longing and made him unable to let go.

Knocking on the door, An Xiaxia looked over, saw that it was him, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled at him.

Sheng Yize could tell that that kind of smile was forced.

With a long sigh in his heart, he walked over, glanced at her exercise book, and praised: "Yes, everything is written correctly."

"Am I good?" An Xiaxia groaned and stretched, "I'm going down to eat cakes, drink milk tea, and treat myself!"

She bounced down, and Sheng Yize followed behind her.

There was a voice downstairs that made An Xiaxia sick -

"Brother Aze, someone is here to look for you!" Song Qingchen ignored An Xiaxia on the stairs, and greeted Sheng Yize sweetly.

(End of this chapter)