Sylvie and Her New Owner

"Quick, quick," Knowing that Sikongqing and Lianxin would be embarrassed to meet each other, Hill consciously acted as a middleman, "This is your sister Sikongqing." She was busy and talked about Sikongqing. Sleeve, "This is a heart connection."

Lianxin smiled reluctantly. She guessed that Si Kongqing didn't want to see her illegitimate daughter, but she didn't want to disappoint Sister Hill, so she whispered:

"Hello, sister."

Sikongqing raised his eyebrows, and could see that the little girl was afraid of her.

Does she look terrible when she touches her face?She roughly understood the reason, and she secretly wondered if the girl had read too many TV dramas and novels, and there was no deep hatred between their parents, so there was no need to draw swords.

The people of Sikong's family have always discerned right from wrong. In her eyes, Sikong Ruoshui planted a seed by mistake, but at the wrong time, a beautiful flower bloomed.

Flowers are of course innocent.

She had the right to hate the flower, but she chose not to.Because what Hill likes, she likes.

What's more, his life has not become bad because of the appearance of Lianxin.

The reason why she didn't take Lianxin home was to take care of Su Na's emotions more or less.She cannot treat the daughter of a third party and her own daughter equally, and can only guarantee the most basic tenderness and motherhood.

"Why are you crying? Your eyes are still red." Sikong Qing said softly, smiling toward Lianxin, "Has Hill bullied you?"

"Hey!"

"No," Lian Xin bit her lip, "Sister treats me very well."

"What else do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

Sikongqing shook his cell phone, acting like a parent, and ordered himself a crab yellow burger first, Hill muttered that she had already paid for it, grabbed Sikongqing's cell phone and gave him a finger-sucking one. Original chicken.

It was a bit funny for the two of them to quarrel, and they watched silently, and suddenly felt that if there were two sisters... it would be nice.It seems that I suddenly have willful capital, and someone can tolerate their own shortcomings and deficiencies.The original heart was like a broken cup, which could not hold any happiness.Now, her cup has been placed in a big pot full of smiles, and no happiness can be missed.

"What do you want to eat?" Si Kongqing asked again.

Lianxin blushed, ashamed of his appetite.But she was finally able to let go of herself, and she smiled as if facing the sea when spring flowers bloomed:

"New Orleans Grilled Wings."

"Hmm..." In the bathroom, Hill put on a vulgar green jacket and shook off the water stains on his hands, "I'm going to work."

"Such ugly clothes." Si Kongqing commented on the side.

But nice people.

Lianxin ran to the class gathering place, so only the two of them were left.

Hill looked at himself in the mirror, pouted, ignoring the poisonous tongue behind him.

"There is actually a pocket on the chest," Si Kongqing said "eh", as if he had discovered the New World, "It's still open on the side, what the hell is it designed."

Hill thought for a while and said solemnly:

"Maybe... to warm your hands?"

Si Kongqing looked up at her.

Hill's eyelashes trembled, and after a while, she suddenly became vigilant:

"What do you want?"

Sikong Qing smiled: "My hands are cold."

"You're cold!" She scolded angrily, pushed open the door and wanted to escape, but was pulled by her waist, and she returned to the man's arms.Si Kongqing's chin rested on her shoulders, his fingers neatly inserted into his pockets, and then slightly bent to hold her in the palm of his hand.

"!"

"Don't move," Si Kongqing stood still, "I just warm my hands."

Hill secretly scolded the man that his palms were so hot, but he didn't struggle.The system was making trouble, and slowly, she only felt that the bottom plate was unstable, her legs seemed to be soft to mud, and it was all up to Si Kongqing to support her.

"Okay... Okay?" Her voice started to get out of tune, and the faint pressure on her chest almost made her mind blank.It's very comfortable and shameful, and she doesn't really want to stop all this in her heart.Humming softly, she seemed to be crying, and was about to melt into the hands of the people behind her.

Si Kongqing sighed softly.

"Hill."

"…Huh?" Her breath became more and more rapid.

"Lianxin is only 12 years old, just starting to develop, and there is no shortage of places to grow."

She stayed for a while, then reacted, "You, what do you mean!"

"It doesn't make any sense." Si Kongqing let go of her and turned her over with a hint of slyness in his eyes.

"You're a pervert." Hill hunched over his chest, angered with shame, as if "Don't touch me" was stuck on his forehead, "Don't touch it if you think it's too small!"

"I don't dislike it," Sikong Qing said, "I like it very much."

Small cherries are also good, she likes them very much.

But I can't say for sure - after all, there are still a few years of room for growth.

"Maybe I can help you..."

"No!" Hill quickly objected, knowing what she was going to say, "That's fine!"

She is very glad that she has poor breasts.

Occasionally, she can fool herself into being a cute boy - having said that, in fact, she is completely used to being a girl.

Si Kongqing's hand began to act as a demon again.

Hill decisively took it off. To be honest, Sikongqing made her feel very uncomfortable, or rather intolerable.In order not to make herself strange, she thought it was better not to continue, "Okay, I really have to go to work."

"Okay." Si Kongqing loosened his greedy fingers reluctantly.

When will her Hill grow up?

Grow into a mature and tender cabbage.

By then, she must... must...

After all, she never lied to her mother and confessed that she hadn't done that kind of thing with Hill.

Suna's reaction was relief.

She hoped that her daughters would not regret it in the future, that kind of thing... at least when they are adults.

Si Kongqing agreed.

There are still nearly two years, and until then, it seems that at best, it can only be a matter of words.

She didn't plan to tell Hill - if she told her sister, if she did anything else in the future, she would be very angry if she choked on herself "Mom said it couldn't be done".

"Go," Si Kongqing patted Hill's butt, "get the ticket, and come in after checking the ticket."

Hill nimbly ducked, but Si Kongqing didn't let Sikongqing take pictures. She wiped the hem of her clothes with her fingertips. She turned around and made a face, and ran away.

Si Kongqing looked at his palm, and it seemed that there was still a light touch on it.

At the meeting place in front of the gymnasium, Han Yueru was eating a boxed lunch until her face was yellow and skinny.

"The lunch box here is so pitiful!" She cried, picking up a green vegetable and looking at Hill, who was full of energy, "Don't come here, I can smell the fried chicken on you!"

"...Who let you eat for free."

"Poor," Han Yueru sighed, "The king of crab burgers here is too expensive. Who can afford a hamburger for thirty yuan?"

Hill rubbed his stomach, deeply regretful.

The person in charge came and told them that they were ready to start work.There are many entrances to the gymnasium, arranged from the letter A to the letter M, Hill and Han Yueru were assigned to the H gate to check the tickets.This position is facing the steps and is in the middle. Of course, it does not mean that the flow of people is the largest, because different tickets purchased have different entrances.

Hill and Han Yueru stood face to face, and there was a door inside, which was the security guard in charge of the security check.Han Yueru blinked at her, and she blinked back, it was interesting to communicate with each other.

The audience has already begun to enter.

Hill found that there were a lot of people standing at her door - those who didn't come in, but still stood near the door, pretending to hold the ticket and looking for the entrance, but took out the phone to take pictures. What does she mean?

She was a little embarrassed, and it was hard to step forward to stop her.What if someone said they were filming the gym as a memorial?I had to stand up straight, I couldn't laugh, and I was expressionless, and I couldn't let others make me ugly.

"that--"

Suddenly, a voice appeared beside her, her ear told her that this person was close, she turned her head, it was a boy with glasses, who looked about her age.

Hill had a black question mark face.

"Are you the one who writes about Dou Po?" The boy excitedly took out his mobile phone, which contained a poster that Hill posted at the school, "The Flower of the Ministry of Serving".

"Hey, isn't this the poster of our club?"

Aside, Han Yueru came over to join in the fun.

Hill's face darkened, yes, there is no chance for sophistry.

Her appearance, name, height and weight have long been gossiped out and hanged in the book friends group. There are many alumni who see Dou Po, and she must not be able to hide it. Blocked a lot of online media interviews.

"That's right." She shrugged her head resignedly.

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"Then I can get along with you..."

"I'm sorry, I'm at work." Hill said righteously, extinguishing the young man's fiery heart.

"Uh," the young man rubbed his head and asked cautiously, "then it's not a group photo, can I take a picture of you?"

"I'm a real fan! Love your books!" he reiterated.

Hill thought for a while. Anyway, his appearance is not a secret. Although he dressed a little ugly today, he will take pictures.

"Okay, you can shoot." She nodded.