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Chapter 11 Sister, see you later (1)

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    As soon as Su Xin woke up, she saw the silent face beside her. Under the dim light, it was whiter than snow.

    She raised her fingertips, poked his face, and then poked her own face, and it turned out to be smoother than her own, not a man at all.

    Su Xin glanced at him gloomyly, and suddenly yelled: "Get up, get up, the sun is drying your ass, the flowers are withering, and the water is drying up."

    Xin Su, who was so noisy that he couldn't sleep, opened his eyelids in displeasure. When he saw that it was the older sister, he frowned. The hand on her chest slid over and held her tightly. He closed his eyes,  continue to sleep.

    Su Xin: ""

    Eat my tofu!  You still have the nerve to continue to sleep!

    Unceremoniously, Su Xin kicked over, quickly climbed out of bed, and said ruthlessly while taking the school uniform: "Your own school uniform is wet, if you can't dry it, you can take it home and dry it by yourself."

    Xin Su scratched his hair for a while before climbing out of bed.

    When Su Xin finished washing, she saw Xin Su standing at the door and innocently said, "I don't have a toothbrush."

    Then, in the next second, her eyes were fixed on the wet brush she had just finished brushing her teeth.

    Her face sank involuntarily, and she took her wash cup and the yellow toothbrush in the wash cup and brushed him ruthlessly, "Fix it yourself."

    Xin Su's slender hand stretched out, grabbed her slender wrist, and swayed with that pitiful and pitiful water voice: "Sister, how can I brush my teeth without a toothbrush? Do I have to use my hands? The hand brush is not clean, you can't  brushed."

    Said as if she could brush.

    Su Xin couldn't help but shot at him resentfully. After he washed the towels last night, she also brushed them with her hands. Could it be that she can, but he can't?

    Su Xin's sharp eyes seemed to be piercing him, and she stared straight at him for a long while before holding back and saying, "I can solve it by myself, I can't solve it, I'll do it when you get home."

    After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xin Su to shed tears for being so pitiful and cute, he left ruthlessly.

    Innocent Xin Su: I have never used a hand brush before!

    After Su Xin finished breakfast, Xin Su was eating breakfast alone, and a chubby little boy with heavy eyelids came out from another room.

    When he hit the corner of the table, his eyes opened wide subconsciously, and he met Xin Su, and a scream resounded through the sky.

    "Ah! Ghost!"

    Jiang Xuanruo, who didn't sleep well all night, came out.

    "What's it called! Originally, Su Xin woke up so early and made a lot of noise, so she had to be called a ghost!"

    After a while of scolding, Jiang Xuanruo also confronted Xin Su.

    However, after being dazed for a while, she quickly came to her senses, touched her precious son's face, and coaxed her cheekily: "This is not a ghost, this is your cousin's little fresh meat, don't be afraid.  "

    Jiang Shizi's pupils constricted and slowly calmed down.

    Jiang Xuanruo slyly leaned into Jiang Shizi's ear and whispered: "Shizi, that little fresh meat is not a good person. He lied to your cousin and slept with your cousin on the same bed last night. We have to teach him a lesson."

    Jiang Shizi's pupils constricted again.

    If you are not married, you cannot share the same room.

    If Jiang Xuan saw the opportunity to succeed, she whispered a few words in Jiang Shizi's ear.

    Seeing them, Xin Su didn't respond, and continued to drink the porridge.

    As for Su Xin, she was wearing her shoes, so it was no surprise that they exclaimed.

    ? Jiang Shizi understood in seconds, brushed off Xin Su, took the bowl, and went to serve porridge. Don't get me wrong, this porridge was not cooked by Jiang Xuanruo, nor by Jiang Congzhi, let alone the kid who just woke up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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