About my hopeless brother and sister

Song Yixin looked at the President with a smile and said.

"Reasonably, no matter what it is, public and private matters should be clearly distinguished, right. Even brothers and sisters have to settle accounts clearly, unless the younger brother..."

"You're going to have to tell that to Oh Mohee instead of me, I'm not the president."

I said taking a sip of my juice and chewing on the fruit particles inside. Humans are fickle creatures, I was particularly averse to drinking milk before, especially in kindergarten. However, I like crank milk very much now, and I used to like coke very much, but now, I think the juice is better.

"Wu Moxie knows, maybe he'll say next. By the way, it's unlikely that you'll find someone borrowed from the tennis club, oh, because this review has changed a way to avoid you being confused in this way. That is, a person's name can only appear once."

"Hey, hey, hey, that's not fair, isn't it, what if say one person is in two clubs!"

"That can't be helped, and to be reasonable, the present time only gives you the opportunity to be active in one club, and it's impossible to be very active in both. So people who sign up for two or three societies are usually phantom members, and they don't think of anyone else when they're looking for someone, right?"

The president looked at me, touched my head, and said, "Well, this is also the easiest and easiest way, the club application was relaxed, but we also have to strengthen the management. There can't be any registered societies, so you and Wu Moxi you guys need to quickly pull someone in, and then, finish catching up on your book reports."

If you pull someone in... it shouldn't be a problem, Qin Lan has so many friends, hanging a name shouldn't be a problem, but this twenty-four book reports is really a very difficult problem to solve, and catching up on twenty-four in the next not too long is a very difficult problem for anyone, right?

Wu Mo Xi has been studying very hard lately, and I've been able to witness several times Wu Mo Xi sleeping during club activities. This could never have happened to the previous Wu Mo Xie. Wu Mo Xie is already working very hard to study well, and I don't want to make her write notes again. Xiang Zhe's words...forget about it, this is simply impossible. As for Qin Lan's words...Qin Lan's words...can't finish the bar.

Then, what I need to think about next is how to finish the twenty-four book notes.

So troublesome...what's the point of such things? What was the point of doing something so troublesome, when I sat in my chair and watched the grains of fruit floating in the juice? And this is a very difficult task, which for my previous words, I would not even think about how to complete.

Why am I suddenly thinking about how to go finish these twenty-four reading notes. Why am I thinking about going to finish these twenty-four notes?

"Qin Feng..."

Probably, because of, that young girl, right.

When did it become a habit to protect Wu Moxie?

Subconsciously, no matter what happens to Wu Mo Xi, I'm going to protect her. If something happens to her club, then I'm going to protect her club.

Wu Moxi is a really scary kid.

The waiter brought up a copper pot with dates and ginger slices floating on a milky liquid. Several plates of red meat slices were brought up. Sure enough, you guys wouldn't just order the meat....

The next step is to wait for the pot to boil. During the winter months, watching a fondue pot misting with water and waiting for it to boil is a very pleasant experience. The warmth of a winter fondue pot can warm a person up from the inside out. It's one of the greatest inventions in human history bar none.

The pot slowly boiled, and at the same time there were several plates of vegetables and tofu served up, well, it's a little longer. It's all the things I like to eat, even though I'm the one who usually cooks, I didn't deliberately show what I like or don't like, but the chairman still knows exactly what I like and what I don't like.

That's still quite touching....

Hey....

I'm moving! Where's my meat!

I'm still sighing! Can you stop clamping so fast? My arms are very sore, so don't grab meat with me! I was born with a disadvantage!

"Nah... Qin Feng."

Song Yixin gently placed a piece of meat on my plate.

"Thanks."

I lowered my head, dipped it in the sauce, and ate the slice of meat.

Wait....

Song Yixin was using her own chopsticks to give me the meat....

In that case, is it an indirect kiss?

Forget about it, these days, with a little contact, it becomes indirect kissing. If it were that easy to kiss, there would still be so many bachelors.

Eating hotpot was a very happy process, but it was a process built on the fact that there were very many people around, and those people still wanted family and friends. Outside is an icy wind and inside is a hot pot tumbling white soup with vegetables and meat. Familiar family and friends sitting around, talking and laughing and grabbing each other for what's inside, that's the most heartwarming thing about hot pots, I guess.

That is, everyone is there, everyone is eating the same thing, everyone is beside themselves.

It warms the stomach.

"Cousin... ah..."

My cousin picked up a piece of meat, looked at me with pitiful eyes, and handed it over.

"Ah..."

I gently bite down on the meat. My cousin heaves a smile and looks at the chairman with a victorious gaze.

"Brother... ah..."

Hey, hey, hey, you got it wrong, cousin is feeding me something not close your eyes and open your mouth ah! You just want to eat meat!

I helplessly picked up a piece of meat and blew on it, bringing it to the chairman's mouth.

"Hmph."

The chairman looked at his cousin with a victorious gaze, looking down at her.

"Cousin...ah..."

I'm begging you to let me go... I'm not a toy....

"Eat well."

I helplessly ate my cousin's tofu...ah no no no, not my cousin's tofu, the tofu my cousin handed me. Then to the two of them. Song Yixin looked at us with a peaceful smile on her face. I was wrong about Song Yixin. At first I thought Song Yixin was a rather cold girl, but now I see that she is just a very polite and kind girl. Song Yixin, too, was a girl who was very easy to contact.

"Ah, Qin Feng, you've got tofu on the corner of your mouth."

Song Yixin took a look at my face and said.

"Ah?"

I'm cleaning up a shrimp with soup on my hands. I stop moving my head and then say, "Where is it?"

"It's on the right side, don't move, I'll wipe it for you."

Wait! Right side!

The right side is the inside side! You're sitting on my left side. How are you going to rub my right side!

Song Yixin pressed one hand on my thigh and squeezed her upper body over, the other hand holding a tissue and gently wiping the right side of my mouth. The young girl's upper body was almost leaning over, and my face was in front of hers, and at a strange angle, so if you look at it from that angle of the chairman, you're probably kissing.

"Qin Lan ah, you're really very impressive, you're pretty and you still have such good grades."

"You're a bit drunk, class president..."

A line of people, from above, down the stairs.