Long Qingyu raised an eyebrow.
Soone’s got a claim on this beauty? Her husband?
"Are you saying she’s already married?"
"Uh-huh! That’s right! Your Senior Sister Xiaoyu... well, she’s 22 years old this year, so she’s five years older than you!" Jin Zelin smiled faintly, "While these days a brother-sister romance is all the rage, young man, I must remind you, don’t get any ideas about your Senior Sister Xiaoyu! You absolutely don’t want to ss with her husband!"
In an instant, Long Qingyu squinted his eyes.
Not to be ssed with?
Who exactly is her husband?
For so reason, he felt a bit stifled.
Love at first sight is sothing he never believed in, and there was no shortage of girls pursuing him, but An Xiaoyu’s appearance made him feel very familiar... that feeling was genuinely different.
But, she’s already... married!
For a mont, Long Qingyu felt a bit annoyed.
Why... didn’t he et An Xiaoyu sooner?
*
anwhile, Jin Zelin returned to his room, flopped onto the bed, the soft mattress bouncing as his body followed suit with a couple of shakes.
Stretching an arm to rest beneath his head, Jin Zelin stared blankly at the ceiling.
Senior brother... was out busy again, but this ti, whenever he went out, he took other junior brothers, never him anymore.
Hehe...
He smiled bitterly.
Those old days truly will never co back!
Tonight, Lu Youran helped Senior Brother with a piece of sweet and sour fish, if not for that phone call, would Senior Brother have eaten it?
Suddenly he felt restless again.
Why bother thinking about these things?
When did he start getting so finicky, like a woman?
It’s so boring!
But, the thought that Senior Brother suddenly appeared behind him today made Jin Zelin’s heart race again.
This scene is so familiar...
Suddenly, he recalled when he was a martial arts instructor on set, Senior Brother unexpectedly appeared in his room, and in the darkness, gave him such a "surprise"!
Jin Zelin only felt unbelievably stifled inside!
Ahhhh...
Feels like having a fight with Senior Brother!
*
After helping the senior sisters clean up the dishes, An Xiaoyu returned to her room, lay down on the bed, and thought about the sweet and sour fish on the dining table.
Then she recalled once, Shen Yufeng, while carrying her on a walk, said—
At that ti, he used the law of diminishing marginal utility from economics to explain the ’fickle heart’ issue, even using buns as a taphor.
Later, she asked him, "So, to you, which bun am I?"
And what was Shen Yufeng’s answer?
"I don’t like eating buns! I like eating fish! And that fish is unique in the world!"
Unique...
Thinking about this, An Xiaoyu’s face turned red again.
It’s been two days without seeing him, really... she misses him so much!
Not sure if he’s still busy now, or if he’s been eating als on ti these past two days! Yet, she’s afraid calling or ssaging might disturb him, so An Xiaoyu just let it be!
An Xiaoyu held her phone, looking at the pictures inside; they were from a trip they took together, and she snapped photos of him, so even taken secretly...
Safe to say, in every photo he looks so handso, no bad angles from 360 degrees...
And there’s one of her selfies.
During that mont, when Shen Yufeng wasn’t paying attention, she suddenly launched a sneak attack and kissed his lips, but at that ti, she was holding a selfie stick and captured the scene of their kiss.
In the phone photo, she was kissing Shen Yufeng with one eye looking at the cara...
That look... tut tut, truly funny!
She touched the phone screen, just as if... she could touch his face!
Suddenly, the phone rang, it was Shen Yufeng calling.
Instantly, An Xiaoyu was overjoyed, could this be what they call a soul connection?
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