Sylvie and Her New Owner

"Si Kongqing can sing! Let her be!"

She launched this shield, and got a charming white eye from Si Kongqing, this white eye clearly said that you will look good when you go home at night.

"Really?" Han Yueru shifted her target, tears in her eyes.

"Fake," Sikongqing rubbed his temples, feeling a little bit of a headache, "Has our club done any publicity?"

"I did..." The president replied weakly, "A poster was posted on the propaganda column."

"It's been covered by other clubs for a long time." Han Xiu interjected abruptly, "When I went to see it last week, there was a poster of the movie club at our place."

"It's too much!" Han Yueru was so wronged that she wanted to cry, "How could they do this!"

Although she denounced it, the fact is that such behavior often occurs.With such a big propaganda column and so many clubs, it is inevitable that some unpleasant things will happen.

It's nothing more than bullying them because the community is small and there are few people.

"Let's do this, let's go to the photography studio on weekends and make some exquisite posters," Sikongqing suggested, "so exquisite...no one would be too embarrassed to cover it."

"Photo studio?" Han Yueru was shocked, "Is the real person going to appear? Could it be... too formal?"

She felt shy at the thought of being put on a poster and being watched by her classmates.

"I didn't shoot you," Sikongqing poured cold water on her. "Pa Hill."

"Hey?!"

Hill, who was fishing for fish, raised his head suddenly, why did he drag himself again?

"Didn't you say we didn't take a group photo?" Si Kongqing pinched his sister's face with a sweet smile, "How about going to take pictures this weekend?"

"I don't want to be stuck on the wall!" Hill protested loudly.

"Isn't that a waste of resources?" Sikongqing's demagogic voice came, "I also want to see Hill dressed up."

She always dresses so casually and doesn't even give her a chance to appreciate it.Just take this opportunity to do something she has always wanted to do but never had the chance to do.

In the eyes of others, the words and deeds of the sisters are really ambiguous. Wen Yuyan stared at it without blinking, and she had already made up [-] sister plots in her mind.

"Yes, yes, it's just a promotional photo." Han Yueru was also fanning the flames.

"Guaranteed to shoot beautifully!"

"Hill, you should just follow..."

Unable to hold back their soft and hard bubbles, Hill finally bowed his head to the bosses.

Chapter 81：司空希

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the two walked out of the school gate.The driver who received the news in advance was already waiting at the door, just waiting to send the two eldest ladies home.

"Aren't you going back to the apartment in the future?"

Hill looked out the window. There were few students on the street outside the school.

"Go back," Sikong Qingxin said that it was the two of them's nest, why didn't he go back, "stay at home for a few days first."

Hill tilted his head, his eyes flashing from time to time.

It always felt like Si Kongqing was hiding something from himself.

These few days, the atmosphere at home seems to be a little strange - she refers to Su Na and Sikong Ruoshui.

She thought it was them who doubted her relationship with Si Kongqing, but later found out that was not the case.

The couple seems to be less affectionate than before.

Si Kongqing said that they always quarreled before.

Suna once said that they almost divorced.

The content of Sikong Ruoshui's phone call on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The messy clues were cut and cluttered, and her illness just happened to overshadow everything.

"So what happened?"

She pretended to be coquettish, and put her little hand on Si Kongqing's thigh.

"Good," Sikong Qing patted her head, "this is not something you have to worry about."

She wanted to refute why she couldn't worry about it, but at this moment, the stroking head conveyed a tingling comfort to her whole body. The warmth and security made her irresistible, and she even thought...more.

stop!

Before he fell, Hill quickly shrank back.Damn system, Si Kongqing absolutely cannot let Sikongqing discover this skill!

She turned her face out of the window, and Si Kongqing was still a little puzzled.

Got home.

Sikongqing slipped into Hill's room, fearless in the name of studying together, and in fact it was.

Just learning to learn, I can't help but tease the little sister next to me.

"Teacher, I will prove to the whole world that Yanran is more worthy of you than him—" Si Kongqing read aloud into his mobile phone, half-smiling, "Hill's writing is really good."

"Don't read it out!"

"Did you write this kind of plot on purpose?" Si Kongqing pursued it relentlessly, "It's clear that books with the protagonist opening a harem are more popular, right?"

"Don't make trouble, I'll do my homework!" She shyly didn't answer.

"What will happen to them?"

"I haven't figured it out yet!"

"Will it be good?" Sikong Qing asked softly, "Will Hill break them up?"

This sentence is like a breeze, blowing across the lake in my heart, and the rippling ripples push the leaves in circles.

Hill is like a leaf, if he is not careful, he is pushed into a daze, and stammered to answer:

"When...of course I won't break them up."

Then, the air suddenly became hot.

Si Kongqing is approaching.

The pen in his hand rolled off the table.

She closed her eyes consciously, like a wild flower waiting to be picked.

I don't know since when, I have become accustomed to this kind of closeness.

Her legs were lifted by a pair of hands, and she felt that she was being picked up, so she had to hook Si Kongqing's shoulders, and this person actually stood up.

It was probably difficult to hold a girl of the same age. Hill felt that Si Kongqing was walking staggeringly. The next second, the man suddenly pressed down and pressed her to the bed, with the soft touch of the quilt behind him.The silent entanglement and exchange, their lips never separated, as if they fell into the cloud, or the burning cloud in the evening, making the whole body hot and blurred.

"Don't..." Hill noticed that this person was starting to lose control of her hand, and twisted and tried to escape. Even though this hand was so slender, she was like a monkey who couldn't escape from the palm of her hand.

"Hill," Sikongqing stood up slightly, and his deep hand stopped to caress, her voice was a little hoarse, "...Is it alright?"

Hill shook his head desperately, and his lustful face turned into a begonia flower.

Probably, it's still too early.

However, she could wait.

Sikongqing sat up and helped Hill take off his coat. Seeing Hill's scared look, she laughed and said:

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you again."

"No, you will." Hill kicked off his pants, recovered his strength, and hurriedly retracted into the bed.

"I said I won't force you."

Yeah, you don't force it.Hill complained, but what if she was affected by the system?

Like today, when my head is hot, I might say "yes".

She still takes this kind of thing very seriously.

"I'm responsible for the big deal." Si Kongqing sat beside the bed, and if he smoked another cigarette, it would be more like an afterthought.

"You do not understand."

Hill said sadly.

Si Kongqing will probably never understand her entanglement... or rather, hypocritical.

"Hill's hair isn't too short anymore, it's not good to wear it like this." Si Kongqing played with her hair, "I'll make a single braid for you tomorrow."

"Eh? Is it long enough?"

Hill moved her neck, but she heard a click, which startled her. This person actually stole a hair from her - looking over, Sikong Qingzheng tied the hair of the two of them in a knot, and then in front of her Shaking.

"Does it look good?"

"You look good!" Hill blew a breath, wanting to blow away the thing that scratched his face, and said angrily, "You play with both hairs!"

Sikong Qing smiled and did not answer.At this time, the door was knocked.

"Qingqing, Hill, can mother come in?"

The door is locked, so they can only open it.

"Let's go soon." Hill urged in a low voice.

"Yes, yes." Si Kongqing stood up and went to open the door honestly.

When Su Na came in, she didn't seem to have any other purpose. She was still asking for help, and she was a little nagging. She had endless things to say to her daughter.

"Hill went to bed so early?"

"Well," Hill nodded with a blushing face, "a little tired today."

"Are you still dizzy?" Su Na was afraid that her illness would relapse.

"No no!"

Su Na seemed to have something on her mind and was always absent-minded. Thinking of a sentence, Hill finally couldn't hold back and asked:

"What happened to Auntie? Can you tell me and my sister?"