My Lolita's Black Technology

Chapter 8 Sister
The professor's wife's logic is very strange. She thinks that the aunt would not kick the old professor for no reason, and the old professor must have made a mistake first.

What kind of mistake would make the little girl kick someone in disgust?

Mrs. Professor's mind quickly expanded to bad things.

"You old bastard, you must have done something shameless!"

Zhao Luo watched the professor's wife enter the back room with the old professor's ear, and then screams continued to come from it.

Miserable.

Zhao Luo wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, wondering if he should leave.

He shouldn't be involved in matters between old couples.

At this time, the phone rang. When I picked it up, it showed...Qin Ying.

Uh... There is actually a signal, and the work efficiency of the telecommunications company is quite high.

Without much thought, he answered the phone almost immediately. "Sister? Are you off work?"

"Xiao Luo, take a look downstairs." Qin Ying said excitedly on the phone.

"Downstairs? What happened downstairs?"

"My sister is downstairs."

Ok?Zhao Luo suddenly came to his senses. According to his sister's tone, she came to the school, and she was already downstairs in his dormitory, but she was at the old professor's house in front of her.

And the dormitory is still far away.

"Sister, I'm not in the dormitory right now, wait for me for a while and come back right away."

"Well, my sister is waiting for you here, don't worry, you should finish your own business first, and my sister is just passing through Longqiu City, so I stopped by to see Xiao Luo."

Of course, I was in a hurry. During the four years of college, Zhao Luo rarely saw her sister. One was a migrant worker, the other went to school, and the time of returning to his hometown was staggered.

Thinking of this, Zhao Luo was impatient to go back to the dormitory, and informed the old professor in the back room that he had to leave first.

The old professor poked his head out from the back room.

His face was severely injured by Jiuyin White Bone Claw, but he still looked concerned about Zhao Luo. "You can think clearly about Zhao Luo. You have to be responsible for yourself after four years of university."

The old professor had something to say, and Zhao Luo understood that his concern warmed Zhao Luo's heart.

But the deal with the rich second generation has already been agreed upon earlier, and there is only a small gap to get the rest of the final payment, and I have collected 300 million to treat my sister, and there is no possibility of changing it.

"Come to play often in the future!" The professor's wife also poked her head out.

"I will definitely!" The aunt agreed to help Zhao Luo, the small pockets of her dress were full.

The second elder saw off Zhao Luo and the two, and went back to the bedroom to "love" the old professor's shameless behavior.

Zhao Luo didn't care much, and took his aunt and walked quickly towards the dormitory.

"Grandpa, are you going to race against Allah?"

Seeing that Zhao Luo was walking in a hurry, my aunt asked like this.

"I'll take you to see my sister in a while." Zhao Luo suddenly thought, given the difference in seniority between him and his aunt, when he met his sister in a while, what should she call her is really a big problem.

But as soon as this sentence was finished, I found that my aunt had already run ten meters away.

"Grandpa, Alako is faster than you!"

Feeling helpless, Zhao Luo chased after him.

It's just that Zhao Luo found out that his aunt was running so fast that he couldn't catch up with him?
I saw that her footsteps were light and her running was natural and decent, she just laughed like a silver bell, and Zhao Luo was panting for breath, and couldn't even touch her heels.

And my aunt obviously didn't try her best.

This is really a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl!

"Stop running, you win."

Zhao Luo gasped heavily while supporting his legs, and gave up, looking up at his aunt's smug little face, it was a hell of a thing.

"Ala is a modified person of the human terminal gene plan." On the way, my aunt said to Zhao Luo.

"So Allah's physical strength, memory, and intelligence are not comparable to ordinary people like you."

"Grandpa, even if he tried his best, he couldn't run away from Allah."

Okay, I know you are awesome.

"But the human terminal gene project is not limited to this..."

"What else?"

"Grandpa can drink half a liter of my blood...you will know if you try it."

Looking at his aunt's snow-white neck, Zhao Luo seemed to think of the scene in a vampire movie. Zhao Luo didn't know what is the use of drinking blood, but...he had no idea of ​​drinking human blood, and always felt disgusted.

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Qin Ying worked in a clothing company in the south. She climbed from a small female worker to the position of supervisor, and only she knew the hardships involved.

Today, I accompanied the leader to Longqiu City to discuss business with a certain client. When I first arrived in Longqiu, I took half a day off with the leader to see my brother.

She was dressed in black work attire with sharp edges and corners, outlining that figure with charm, combined with the mid-length hair just past her neck, she had a unique temperament.

Sitting on the flower bed, the flesh-colored stockings are sexy and eye-catching.

If you are a well-informed student, you may think of a professional ol, but that is just a few more glances, this is the charm of a mature woman.

Holding a small paper bag tightly in her hand, Qin Ying looked around, looking for Zhao Luo's shadow.

When that familiar figure appeared in Qin Ying's line of sight, she couldn't wait to stand up, and just as she was about to meet him, Zhao Luo had already run in front of her.

The siblings who haven't seen each other for a long time always have endless things to say, but at the beginning, no one knew what to say first.

The hearts of the two were filled with excitement, and in the next second, Qin Ying hugged Zhao Luo into her arms.

He pressed Zhao Luo's head...on his chest.

"Forehead."

Zhao Luo couldn't see anything.

"Sister, I'm not young anymore...it's not good to always hug me like this." Zhao Luo, who was let go, blushed and had a thick neck. I don't know if it was because he was stuffed in his sister's chest and had difficulty breathing, or because he thought of it. The waves in that... caused by shyness.

Zhao Luo muttered.

"No matter how old you are, you are still my younger brother."

This is true, Zhao Luo is also relieved.

"Hello, sister." This was a greeting from my aunt, which surprised Zhao Luo.

She called her grandpa, Lin Tingting's grandma, and when she came to her sister...she called her sister seriously.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with it, but I always feel that this generation is chaotic, which makes Zhao Luo think about it.

Introducing the existence of my aunt to Qin Ying was a very troublesome process.

Zhao Luo danced and danced for a long time. According to the inspiration Lin Tingting brought to him, he said that his aunt was his half-sister, which made Qin Ying accept the existence of her aunt.

"I said so, do you believe it?"

"My sister will believe everything Ronaldinho says."

This made Zhao Luo feel embarrassed, but it is not easy to make public the fact that my aunt is from the future. It will undoubtedly cause a lot of trouble. Although my aunt has the naughtiness of a child, her mind is not weak, and she pays attention to many details. It is obviously something that is not in modern society, and it will not be shown in places other than Zhao Luo.

The siblings, after all, haven't seen each other for a long time, and they have endless things to say. The two of them told each other the interesting things that happened around them, but left the aunt on the side in the cold.

The latter received a lot of rations from the professor's wife, and always took out a candy or two from time to time, peeled them off and put them in his mouth.

For my aunt, she has her own cool points.

Rich people have their own ways to be happy, and people without money have their own ways to be happy.

Qin Ying likes the leisurely atmosphere of this university campus, looking at the green field exuding the fragrance of grass, looking at the neat and simple teaching buildings, and the students who come and go.

Walking around the campus with my younger brother feels very satisfying.

But Qin Ying's legs and feet are not very good. Due to the aftereffects caused by the accident four years ago, every time she walks, she feels awkward, limping, and not very stable.

It has been four years, Zhao Luo feels heartbroken every time he sees it, and Qin Yingye is already used to it.

On the playground, a man and a woman walked side by side, with oil bottles behind them.

After all, other students passed by, looking at Qin Ying's limping appearance, and Zhao Luo beside him. "Tsk tsk, if it were me, I wouldn't want a cripple as my girlfriend..."

(End of this chapter)