"Go home."

Zhou Xiaoyu climbed onto the sofa on the small stool and asked, "Then were you there with Sister Xue Nai?"

"Yeah, I can't even shake it."

"Mom said that when a girl meets her elders, she can make a private lifelong decision. Is this true?"

Yang Qing pinched Zhou Xiaoyu's face and smiled, "What are you thinking about in your little head? Can't you think about something normal?"

Zhou Xiaoyu covered her cheeks with her hands and pouted, "I heard what my mother was talking to an aunt. Although I didn't know what it meant, Xiaoyu knew that when Xiaoyu grew up, she would know what her mother meant."

"Then wait for you to grow up."

Yang Qing stretched, lay on the sofa, and continued to watch TV.

Zhou Xiaoyu pouted and grabbed the remote control and changed it to a children's channel.

"Pleasant goat, beautiful goat, lazy, boiling goat!"

"You still like to watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf."

"Yeah, I like the Big Big Wolf inside very much. She is sincere and simple. She is desperate for love and is a good man."

"Then you tell me, is Brother Yang Qing a good man?"

Zhou Xiaoyu shook her head, "No, Brother Yang Qing used to wear women's clothing."

Yang Qing: “…………”

How could this girl know that she has had women's clothing?

It's impossible.

Zhou Wen, who heard the sound, walked out of Sumina Akaha's bedroom, holding a George Anima tightly in his hand.

"Xiaoyu, what did you just say? Brother Yang Qing has used to wear women's clothing?"

"Yeah." Zhou Xiaoyu said innocently: "It was not long ago that he wore black pants and a dress that girls only wore. I stole it from downstairs. I wanted to tell you what I had, but I forgot that day."

Yang Qing's face turned dark, and it was true that he said, "When you walk by the river often, you won't be able to wet your shoes."

Today it was actually in the hands of a child.

If this is spread, his lifetime of reputation will ruin Zhou Xiaoyu's hands.

"Ahem, don't listen to Xiaoyu's nonsense. I'm that kind of person. Xiaoyu must have read it wrong."

"Is that?" Zhou Wen looked at his sister.

"Xiaoyu, you've made a mistake."

"Don't talk." Zhou Wen pressed Yang Qing on the sofa.

Zhou Xiaoyu put her finger on her mouth and tried hard to recall the scene that happened.

After a moment, shake your head.

"I don't remember it either, I knew there must be a girl at home, and I can guarantee it."

"Look, even Xiaoyu doesn't remember it, you must have made a mistake."

"Maybe it was Xue Nai, it was not impossible."

Hearing this, Sumina Asaha took the fruit and took it out. When she heard that Yang Qingjun was discussing herself, her face was blushing and extremely cute.

"Wenwen, Xiaoyu, come and eat fruit and fish."

"Sister Xue Nai, you're the best." Zhou Xiaoyu picked up a toothpick, put on a grape, threw it in her mouth, and chewed it with satisfaction.

Sumina Asaha smiled slightly, sat aside, and asked, "Yang Qingjun, what were you talking about just now?"

"No... nothing."

Zhou Wen narrowed his eyes and had an answer in his heart.

Seeing that few people didn't say anything, Asaha Yu Na thought she was talking to her behind her back, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

But Zhou Xiaoyu's next words made Sumina's little face turn red, and even said that her neck had turned red.

It seems like you can fry an egg.

"Brother Yang Qing is discussing Sister Xue Nai's black stockings, saying that your black stockings are so beautiful."

"When did I say it?"

Asayu Yuina's small fist pressed against her chest, "Yang Qingjun, Baga!"

"Xinai!"

"I didn't say that."

"Hey, don't pull my hair."

……………………

At 7:00 pm.

Yang Qing carried Zhou Xiaoyu's collar and threw him out of the door, accompanied by his schoolbag, etc.

Zhou Xiaoyu pinched her waist with her left hand and knocked on the door with her right hand.

"Brother Yang Qing, what I said is true. You can't do this. In addition, Sister Xue Nai hasn't given me the gift, and my sister..."

Before Zhou Xiaoyu could finish speaking, Zhou Wen was thrown out.

"Sister, why are you coming out too?"

"Of course it's you, go home with me."

Zhou Wen carried a small schoolbag on his back and hugged Zhou Xiaoyu in his left hand and walked towards the fourth floor.

At the same time, Yang Qing lay outside the door of Sumiya's bedroom and whispered:

"Beautiful Yukina, I really didn't say it. If you don't believe it, I...swear?"

Rumble ~

Just when Yang Qing swears that he has never said it, a lightning flash slashed through the sky, and along with a heavy rain, it hit Binhai City.

Yang Qing: “………”

Could this be a deceptive retribution?

Asaha Yu Na quietly opened the door, and her little head came out, revealing a blush that had not yet dissipated.

"Yang Qingjun, what did you... say just now?"

"ah?"

"I...I didn't hear it clearly. There was just thunder outside, and I was a little scared."

Yang Qing realized that the opportunity to relieve himself was coming, patted his chest and sweared: "Don't worry, with your brother here, what do you want?"

"Can you... tell me a story?"

"Uh..." Yang Qing thought about it and agreed.

"Then I'll go in?"

Swinging.

The door was closed tightly.

The shy voice of Asaha Yuina came from the bedroom, "Don't come in today, just talk outside."

Yang Qing: “…………”

How do you tell a story? Isn’t this playing with yourself?

As a seven-foot man, when did he suffer such humiliation? He simply turned around and walked towards the room.

After more than ten minutes.

Yang Qing was lying on the bed, with his mobile phone on his chest, and holding a fan story tightly in his hand.

"At this point, the little rabbit has passed this winter, and the little bear is in the cave forever because of his greed and never comes out again."

"Snow Nai, are you asleep?"

"not yet."

Yang Qing said: "The story is over, I'm going to bed."

Asaha Yuina said lightly: "Yang Qingjun, I heard from my classmates that there is a very good fairy tale that is very healing."

"What story?"

Yang Qing turned the book to the catalog page.

"Little match girl."

"You want to listen to this?"

"Yeah, I've always wanted to hear Yang Qingjun tell this story."

Yang Qing searched helplessly, but he did not find the little girl selling matches in the book.

Although he didn't know the specific matters, he still knew the overall framework.

And, Yang Qing thought of a very interesting version.

“Are you ready?”

"Yeah, ready."

"A lot of years ago, one winter evening, there was a little girl selling nuclear bombs. She didn't sell a nuclear bomb in one night. She was very cold."

"After a bang, the little girl lit a nuclear bomb. At that time, everyone in the village saw her grandmother."

"Suina, are you listening?Suina?"

Yang Qing glanced at the phone screen, looked at it and confirmed again: "Are you asleep?"
Chapter completed!