The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 5 The cutest tablemate in the world (5)

Luo Cimian was very sleepy, yawning non-stop, and smoothed out her curled hair.

Ye Ze asked him curiously: "Brother Mian, what did you do wrong last night, so tired?"

Luo Cimian wiped away the physical tears shed from being too sleepy, and said lazily, "Working."

Ye Ze really felt that Brother Mian had endured too much at such a young age.

As far as he knows, it's filming, running the crew, and delivering food. I really don't know how many jobs Luo Cimian has worked in total.

Luo Cimian walked in the opposite direction of the classroom, he wanted to find a place to catch up on sleep.

If you fall asleep in the classroom, you will be arrested, it is not a good place to sleep.

Ye Ze patted him on the shoulder: "Aren't you going to class?"

Luo Cimian waved his hand: "No."

-

Shiyou really felt that the school was terrible.

She didn't find out where the principal's office was until the class bell rang.

Fortunately, she found an office at random, reported her name, and a special teacher led her to pick up the school uniform and new textbooks.

The teacher asked her to go to the nearest school doctor's office to change her school uniform, and then take her to the new class.

The school doctor is not in the school doctor's office.

There is only one bed with a curtain drawn.

Shi You asked, "Is anyone there?"

Waited and waited, no one answered.

Shiyou locked the door with his backhand.

The school uniform is sportswear, blue and white, full of socialism.

She threw her schoolbag under the desk and began to change her school uniform.

She was wearing a round neck shirt and jeans today. The school jacket can be worn over the shirt, but the trousers cannot.

Just as Shi You took off his jeans, there were footsteps outside the school doctor's room, and the doorknob was turned at the same time.

She locked the door.

Shiyou seized the time to pull up his pants.

The doorknob was twisted and the door opened a crack.

What the hell!

This door lock is actually broken!

She looked around the bare school nurse's room in a panic, but there was nowhere to hide, except for the bed with the curtain drawn.

People from outside were about to come in, Shiyou hardly had time to think, and hid behind the curtain with his trousers lifted.

She hurriedly lifted up the school pants first, and after a second of nervousness, her heartbeat calmed down a little.

The sound of her breathing overlapped with another sound of breathing.

Sound is close at hand.

Shi You turned around suddenly, and there was a boy sitting on the bed.

The boy had already turned his back, and from Shiyou's perspective, only the boy's reddish ears could be seen.

Shi You blinked, her white and tender face wrinkled slightly.

When she came in, she specifically asked if there was anyone, what happened to this boy!

He won't... see?

Through a curtain, the people who came in began to speak.

"Brother Mian, are you there?"

No one answered.

"Didn't you say Brother Mian was sleeping in the school infirmary?"

strangeness.

Those who came quickly left.

The boy has turned his head.

He had just woken up, and there was still a blush around his cheeks, which was the trace left by the crushing of sleep, like a shy blush.

It's just that from under the black hair covering his forehead, the eyes revealed were gloomy. He glanced at Shiyou, his eyes were indifferent, cold, as if soaked in cold water, as if the warm colors on his body were peeled off bit by bit.

Surprisingly good looking.

The skin is cold and white, the peach blossom eyes are narrow and long, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are beautiful.

With a beautiful and handsome appearance, Shiyou was in a trance for a moment.

It's just that, at this time, the boy had the words 'not to be messed with' written on his body.

Shiyou paused for a while and continued to wear the school uniform as if nothing had happened.

The matter was urgent just now, and neither of them did it on purpose. If so, just pretend that nothing happened.

The girl seemed to regard him as air.

She shook her school uniform jacket.

The wrist that was pulling the zipper was shiny and white. Luo Cimian had never seen anyone with such a delicate and beautiful hand, so slender that it couldn't be folded.

He was afraid that he could crush two of these tender little arms at once.

Shiyou: What, you still want to do it? ? ?

Ask for a ticket