Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The ninth bowl of soup (5)

Even with a broom, Qing Huan played like a sword dance. The other students basically didn't see what was going on. They only knew that when their vision was clear, the slender and dwarf melons were already lying on the ground and moaning. But the strange thing is that the two of them are clearly unscathed from the appearance, and they don't know what the pain is.

Qing Huan put the broom back in the classroom, kicked the two lying on the ground with her toes, and asked politely, "Can you help me pick up the books and stationery?"

Of course I can, but I have to. The slender long strip and the short winter melon worked hard to get up from the ground, picked up the book that had fallen on the ground and put it back on Qing Huan's desk, and then ran away as if they had seen a ghost, and they didn't feel the pain anymore.

Clapped the dust on her hands that was not there, and sat down calmly and continued to study her mathematics, ignoring the eyes of other students at all.

How they have nothing to do with her, the one who really desires them is the female ghost Cen Ning, and she is strong enough to control her own sex.

After school, Qing Huan became fascinated by reading books. When she returned to her senses, there was no one in the classroom. The school has a cafeteria, and the food is well-balanced and rich. Unfortunately, it is too expensive. She has not been there yet. But in comparison, it would be better to go home first. Jiguang and Xiaohei were probably hungry too, and she didn't leave food for them when they left in the morning.

But as soon as I left the school gate, I was stopped by someone.

What stopped her were two very good-looking young people, about seventeen or eighteen years old, one was wearing a casual t-shirt and jeans with the English word "rock" printed on the clothes, and the other was wearing a black shirt. All the buttons were tightly fastened, one was enthusiastic, the other was restrained, the other was unrestrained and the other was abstinent, very attractive, at least the eyes of the women around were intertwined here.

There is no doubt that the sunny young man is Cen Qi, the fleshly brother, and the person next to... Qing Huan's brows are barely visible, and Mo Ze doesn't seem to have told her about it. However, she didn't pay much attention when she read the life of the female ghost Cen Ning.

Cen Qi's heart is actually contradictory, because he doesn't know why he is looking for this girl. Is it because she has a pair of eyes that look very similar to her, almost exactly like her mother? His sister's name is Cen Ou, there is no doubt about it, but why... when he saw this girl, he couldn't walk?

Seeing her being bullied and cowering makes her heart hurt.

Like now, if she didn't say a word, he was already a little nervous: "Hello, may I ask, are you classmate Hao Xiaoyan?"

Qing Huan nodded.

Afraid of scaring her, Cen Qi made her voice softer: "My name is Cen Qi, Cen Shen's Cen, in fact Qi, uh... is Cen Ou's brother at your school."

Qing Huan was a little impatient, "If you have something to say, please speak directly."

Cen Qi paused for a while before saying, "Actually, I just want to make friends with you. I don't know... Do I have this honor?" He was still not sure, although he said that he had always had doubts in his heart, but Cen Qi felt that it was wrong to think so. Even if Cen Ou is arrogant and self-willed and has a estrangement with him, even if Cen Ou doesn't look like his father or mother, even if his parents never fall in love with Cen Ou... He has been convincing himself that all this is an illusion, of course Cen Ou is his own sister.

However, whenever he saw this girl named Hao Xiaoyan, his heart filled with tenderness, pity, and heartache... It wasn't fake, it was even stronger than that of Ceng Jia!

Qing Huan glanced at him lightly, and spit out three words from her mouth: "neuropathy." After speaking, she walked around him and left.

But as soon as he passed by Cen Qi, he was caught by the wrist of the young man in the black shirt who never spoke. Qing Huan followed the black shirt and looked up. The young man was handsome and tall. Although there was still a hint of greenness between his eyebrows, it was enough to see what kind of outstanding man he would become in the future. Qing Huan looked at the hand that was holding her, with fair skin and slender knuckles, elegant and good-looking, she lowered her eyes and said, "Let me go."

"Listen to us."

"I don't listen!" Qing Huan struggled hard, but the man's hands were like chains, cuffing her, and she struggled for a long time in vain.

"That's right, Xiaoyan...I, can I call you that?" Cen Qi looked eager, "It's hard to talk here, shall we take you home? I'll tell you slowly on the way." /

"I'm still underage." Qing Huan calmly said, "Are you trying to abduct underage girls?"

Cen Qi had to explain further, but the young man in the black shirt directly hugged Qing Huan, strode forward without saying a word, then stuffed her into the car, and closed the door neatly. Then he turned his head to the already dumbfounded Cen Qi and said, "Get in the car."

Cen Qi hurried up.

Qing Huan sat in the rear driver's seat and stared coldly at her chest: "What are you trying to do? Although I am the young lady of the Hao family, I am just an illegitimate daughter who can't stand on the table. They won't pay me a dime. Yes, you still give up."

Cen Qi could not laugh or cry: "We are not trying to kidnap you."

Qing Huan didn't speak, her expression made it clear she didn't believe it. Cen Qi said helplessly, "I think you may be my sister."

Qing Huan returned with a look of contempt: "Is it popular to use this phrase to pick up girls these days?"

"I mean it." Cen Qi's eyes were sincere. "I felt very familiar when I first saw you, and...you look almost exactly like my mother's childhood photos!"

"Really?" Qing Huan responded coldly. "If yes, show the evidence and tell me why, and if there is no evidence, don't say these high-sounding things in front of me."

Of course, Cen Qi has already checked the status of Hao Xiaoyan in the Hao family. The more he checked, the more pity he felt for this girl. The only thing holding him back now is his deep self-denial. After all, Cen Ou was his younger sister who he had watched for twelve years. Although the relationship between brother and sister was not very deep, he believed that he had fulfilled his brother's responsibility. But Hao Xiaoyan... This girl, the moment he saw her, even before he could see her face clearly, he couldn't wait to get close.

And Cen Qi is very clear that it is definitely not a relationship between a man and a woman.

Qing Huan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. It was obvious that Cen Qi had doubts about whether Cen Ou was from the blood of the Cen family, but he was affected by the senses over the years and did not have the courage to test Cen Ou and his family. human DNA. After a while, when will she be able to return to Cen's house? "Turn left at the intersection ahead, I don't live in Hao's house now."

"I know..." Cen Qi covered his mouth abruptly, blinking his eyes, as if he had missed the point.

The obvious investigation in her words made Qinghuan glance at Cen Qi, and when the car stopped downstairs, she opened the door without saying a word and walked out, without even turning her head back, and without the slightest nostalgia.

"Ashe, you said... Am I scaring her? Otherwise, why is she so indifferent to me?" Cen Qi was a little worried. "She's so young, it doesn't seem right for me to be like this. Do you want me to go up and apologize to her?" He should wait until he finds out.

But Cen Qi should never have thought that it was because of his affection for Cen Ou, and because of his troubles, that the real Cen Ning died before he found out the truth.

"Didn't you say that the Hao family treats her badly? In this case, it's a good thing for her to be on guard." The young man named Ah She reached out and picked up a strand of hair that fell on the rear driver's seat. . "Since I can't bear to check with Cen Ou, it's alright to check with her, right?"

So at the door of his apartment the next day, Qing Huan saw Cen Qi again.

This time he came with a young man named Ah She, but he still had a folder in his hand. Qing Huan ignored them and took out the key to open the door, and was about to dodge in, but Cen Qi clawed at the door frame, "Xiaoyan, can we both go in?"

Qing Huan looked at him like a neuropathy: "I can't."

Then simply locked the iron door neatly, the slight sound of the lock breaking Cen Qi's heart.

In the end, when Qing Huan went out after lunch, he found Cen Qi squatting at the door alone. Seeing her coming out, she said eagerly, "Xiaoyan, I'm so hungry."

...This is purely malicious and cute, especially Cen Qi is very good-looking, so ordinary girls can't stand the blink of an eye.

Unfortunately, Qing Huan is not an ordinary girl. She turned around and went to the refrigerator to get a piece of bread and hand it to Cen Qi, but she still didn't let him in. Just as he was about to lock the door, Xiao Hei suddenly squeezed out from the crack of the door and ran out. Qing Huan was taken aback and hurriedly chased after him, regardless of whether the door had been locked in time.

Don't look at the small guy, the short legs ran towards the elevator entrance like a hot wheel, and he was about to rush in, and a pair of big hands picked it up.

Qing Huan raised her neck to look at the tall young man, she was really angry, he was so tall, but she was so short...the neck was so tired.

"Your dog?"

"Yeah." Taking Xiao Hei into his arms, Qing Huan responded with a reply, and then gently squeezed the little guy's chubby belly to express his appreciation, the acting is very good! Snack tonight!

The little black dog wagged its tail excitedly.

Cen Qi took this opportunity to grab Qing Huan and said, "I checked, you are really my sister, my sister!"

Qing Huan: "Did you take medicine when you went out in the morning?"

Cen Qi: "...What I say is true! It's absolutely true! If you don't believe me, see!!"

Qing Huan glanced at him, hesitantly took the folder in his hand, looked at it, her expression became extraordinarily stiff and cold. After a long while, she returned the folder to Cen Qi: "I'm going to be late, I have to go first." Put Xiao Hei home, lock the door, and leave quickly... All the actions were done in one go.

Cen Qi doesn't understand: "Xiaoyan..."

"Stop screaming." The young man handed the portfolio in his hand to Cen Qi: "After reading this, you can make a decision."

Cen Qi gave the young man a puzzled look, took out the document inside and looked at it. The more he looked, the more cold and angry his expression became.