I Loaded the Healing System

He was standing right in front of her, he was standing, she was sitting, this distance, this posture, was really suitable for hugging.

But after struggling for a while, Zhao Qingyu stabilized his reserve and tried his best to restrain the idea of ​​making himself appear too "depreciated".

"I heard from Yuqiong that the amusement park here was built by the owner of the villa in memory of his daughter."

Shen An didn't notice Zhao Qingyu's small and careful movements, he focused on blowing her hair, and suddenly said softly.

And as soon as these words came out, Zhao Qingyu's thoughts were interrupted.

She opened her eyes slightly, and looked at Shen An with some puzzlement.

The corners of Shen An's mouth curled up slightly: "What are you doing?"

"You want to ask this daughter, is it me?" Zhao Qingyu pursed her lips and said softly.

"Well, I just mentioned it so casually." Shen An pouted.

Zhao Qingyu pondered for a moment, then raised his head with a touch of coquettishness: "Now you know my importance."

The implication is that she admitted this statement.

"Ah, it is indeed very expensive, such a big villa..." Shen An laughed dumbfounded.

"It's good to know." Zhao Qingyu sat up a little straighter and closed his eyes: "So you have to show more courtesy in front of me, so that I can pay more attention to you."

"After you graduate or something, maybe you can ask me for help and find you a good job."

Shen An twisted her hair, sighed and said: "I want to persuade me to eat soft food again, but I am a person with integrity."

"Ok?"

Zhao Qingyu covered his mouth and chuckled, slowly raised his slender jade legs, trying to hook his waist: "I don't know who said that he wanted to hug his thighs."

But because she was wearing denim trousers, her long legs got stuck in the trousers when she lifted them halfway, and she couldn't get up.

Shen An suppressed his laughter, Zhao Qingyu adjusted his sitting posture in shame, lay back, made room for the long legs to continue to lift up, and then firmly hooked his waist.

"Hiss~" Shen An said angrily, "Death-killing scissors, right?"

"It's a good thing it wasn't my neck."

Shen An muttered in a low voice, but Zhao Qingyu didn't hear clearly: "What are you mumbling about?"

"I'm talking~" Shen An rubbed her hair: "Just say it, don't take it seriously."

"Changed your mind again? Do you want to work hard on your own?" Zhao Qingyu raised his chin and stared at him with a half-smile, teasing.

"Oh, no matter what, the man still has to make his own way first."

Shen An combed her beautiful hair, and said in a deep voice: "When I can't make it through, I will consider whether to eat your soft food, senior sister."

Zhao Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "He's quite spineless, and quite conceited."

She poked his arm, and said angrily: "Do you really think that I will always give you chances foolishly? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I am a person who changes my mind a lot, and I often have one thought at a time. "

"For the sake of you drying my hair again tonight, and because I'm in a good mood, I'm giving you this chance."

"After tonight, if you beg me on your knees, I may not even answer you."

Shen An shrugged: "That's even more unnecessary."

Zhao Qingyu picked it up: "What did you say?"

"You said yourself that your mind is changeable, so even if I promised you tonight, you changed your mind when you woke up tomorrow morning, what can I do?"

"I can't sue you in court, can I?"

Shen An chuckled lightly and said, "It's better to rely on yourself honestly."

Zhao Qingyu pursed his lips, a little annoyed: "It's really stubborn!"

After finishing the words, her jade feet were also mixed with her embarrassment, and they kept rubbing against his waist, as if they wanted to clamp the soft flesh of his waist with their toes.

"This is called self-knowledge." Shen An said lightly.

"Bah!" Zhao Qingyu pouted, "So you were lying to me before, just to make me happy."

Shen An pretended to be surprised: "To make you happy? Senior sister, you think this is to make you happy. I didn't expect senior sister that you are so vain that you just want someone to hug your thigh so much?"

Zhao Qingyu: . . . .

"I really want to seal your mouth with a piece of tape!" Zhao Qingyu was a little mad: "I don't know how Nan Nan endured you!"

Shen An was taken aback, even the movement of blowing his hair was a little stiff.

It's over. .

In the past two days, he was a little too indulged in the tenderness with Zhao Qingyu, and for a while he ignored Chen Nannan.

But I don't blame him for being bothered, the main reason is that the mobile phone is not in his hands, and he doesn't know that Nan Nan is looking for him.

At the same time, Zhao Qingyu panicked.

bad~

Accidentally slipped my mouth.

She put down her long legs, pursed her lips pretending to be calm, and said, "I forgot to tell you, Nan Nan has sent you a lot of messages, and she seems to be in a hurry."

I don't know what the tone was, anyway, Shen An felt a little jealous in it.

"You shouldn't help me reply without authorization again."

"What do you mean again?" Zhao Qingyu didn't like to hear these words, and she said angrily, "Last night was just...just a whim!"

"I'm not interested in who you chat with, I just happened to see it."

"Anyway, you can get back your phone tomorrow and return it to her. I didn't move a single word."

"It's probably some words of concern."

Shen An smiled selfishly: "Senior Nan Nan thinks of me as her younger brother."

younger brother?

Zhao Qingyu raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile: "You also seem to regard her as your sister, didn't you never leave her before."

Shen An whispered: "Actually, I regard her as my younger sister."

cut.

Zhao Qingyu sneered: "Fart."

"She's two years younger than me, so why isn't she a younger sister?" Shen An retorted seriously.

Zhao Qingyu rolled her foxy eyes impatiently, and said with a slightly profound ambiguity: "If you really regard her as your younger sister, then you have quite a lot of good younger sisters."

She snapped her fingers: "Does Wang Yuqiong count? And that Song Rui."

"Oh, you and Yu Wen seem to be very close. Yu Wen is the same age as me, and you are also one year older than her. Are you also your sister?"

"and also."

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes: "What about me? I'm also one year younger than you, do you also think of me as your sister?"

Shen An turned off the hair dryer, helped her tidy up again, and said with a light smile, "Okay, blow it dry."

After speaking, he turned around to avoid the question, and wanted to put the hair dryer back in place.

Zhao Qingyu gritted his teeth: "Stop!"

"Ok?"

"Why go?"

"Put on the hair dryer..."

"Don't let it go!" Zhao Qingyu raised his long legs to clamp his waist, and said coldly: "Don't avoid my question."

"what is the problem?"

Shen Jianan pretended to be puzzled.

Ahhh! !

Zhao Qingyu pursed her mouth slightly: "Do you also regard me as your good sister!"

Shen An couldn't help laughing, then lowered her head and rubbed her hair: "If you want."

This. .

What does it mean?

Zhao Qingyu was startled, and subconsciously fell into a short thought.

In this short gap, Shen An found an opportunity to break free from her deadly scissors feet, and left the living room with a hair dryer.

This guy. .

Zhao Qingyu frowned and raised his chin, annoyed at his cunning.

The title "good sister" is indeed very sensitive and ambiguous, but it undeniably carries some distance.

It's ambiguous, but not to the point of being ambiguous. . .

From another perspective, a good sister can also be understood as a confidante, or a bosom friend.

It is between a friend and a lover, that extremely delicate point, the past point is a lover, and the point back is a friend.

If it is used to describe the current relationship between myself and him, I feel that it fits inexplicably.

Can. .

I don't want to be a sister!

Zhao Qingyu wrinkled her nose. She is such a strong person, she is really not used to being a younger sister.

Even if it's just a title.

"What are you thinking about?"

Shen An returned to the living room again, bent down and lowered his head, shaking his hands in front of Zhao Qingyu's eyes.

Zhao Qingyu rolled his eyes at him angrily: "I was wondering where you slept tonight!"

"Then I must sleep in my own bed."

Shen An said as it should.