Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

A tall and tall man with red hair, watching the thin figure approach, he just shrugged his neck, as if he saw a virus, and instinctively ducked back.

The girl opposite was not as cold as Meng Han, and smiled, "See clearly, this is the school uniform of our school. If you dare to bully people in our school in the future, clean it up once you see it."

Can a man not know that this is Jing Shui's school uniform? It's just that he didn't dare to say more at this time, he nodded in response, and bowed his back submissively to get up to greet the other partners to leave.

Meng Han was standing one meter in front of her at the moment, where the red hair had just been.

He lowered his head and didn't look at her. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he could only see the beautiful fingers hanging on the side of the legs, and the metacarpal bones were slightly prominent, as if they were exerting force.

The other two girls looked at each other, saw her weak legs, and tacitly went over to help Shen Muyang from left to right.

A few people walked out of the alley, and Lu Junxi helped her push the bicycle from behind.

After taking a few steps, Lu Junxi said loudly, "Can you ride back by yourself?"

Shen Muyang wanted to say no.

She was so frightened that she couldn't get her strength up, and now she was hanging on the two senior sisters next to her. She was afraid that she would fall directly to the ground.

But she was embarrassed, how could she keep bothering people, just opened her mouth with white lips, but before she said a word, Meng Han, who was walking at the front, spoke coldly, "I'll take her back, help her to fold the bicycle so that it can be backed up. in the box."

The tone is flat but unquestionable, and there is no room for negotiation.

After waiting at the entrance of the alley for a while, the black commercial car parked quietly in front of them. Shen Muyang thanked the other three senior sisters and was thrown into the car.

The door was closed by Meng Han who came up later.

The back row is quite wide, and there are two light blue throw pillows on the seat, which look soft and very attractive to Shen Muyang, who is extremely insecure at this time.

She looked at it a few times, forcibly shifted her gaze to the front, and sat in an orderly manner.

Meng Han glanced at her, grabbed one of them and shoved it into her arms, and said in a low voice, "You can hold it if you like."

If Lu Junxi were here at this time, he would have lost his eyes and shouted loudly.

Just like Meng Han's hypocritical temperament, such a personal thing, beat him to death and not let anyone touch it, but now he took the initiative to put it into the arms of a little girl. I'm afraid that he has been tricked into evil by someone?

But Shen Muyang didn't know how abnormal her actions were, and felt a little embarrassed because her own thoughts were seen through by her, and was immersed in a little embarrassment.

She hugged Meng Han's pillow without saying a word, rested her chin on it, lowered her head slightly, and covered her confused eyes with bangs.

After Shen Muyang reported a place name to the driver, the car fell into complete silence.

Meng Han leaned on the seat cushion, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and tilted her head toward the window on her side. The scenery outside the window flew by, but there was nothing in her eyes.

Originally, Lu Junxi was making a fuss about Shi Jin treating guests to hot pot. It was cold and just in season.

When the car passed a certain intersection, Lu Junxi lay on the window and yelled, "Primary girl, elementary school girl! Those gangsters are chasing her, stop!"

Meng Han's forehead twitched, it was clear that Lu Junxi didn't say which school girl it was, but what flashed before her eyes was the smile of the little pear vortex.

The car pulled to a stop, Meng Han was sitting in the co-pilot, the bag was on her lap, and she didn't have time to put it down. As soon as the car stopped, she grabbed the bag and ran down first, with her backhand on her shoulder, straight Run to the alley.

It was crooked and twisted, and there were forks everywhere, and it was impossible to know which road they turned into.

She licked her dry lips in a hurry, and in a panic, she lost her ability to analyze. She picked up a random path and rushed in, for fear that if she hesitated, she would miss the opportunity to catch up.

Fortunately, her intuition was correct. Across the alley, she heard the low roar of the motorcycle engine, and her heart beat violently.

When he arrived at the scene, he happened to see the red hair approaching the little girl, and he was still saying foul language in his mouth.

Meng Han's eyelids twitched heavily, but he didn't even catch his breath. With his backhand, he pulled out the racket behind his back and hit the tennis ball hard. It was a high-pressure smash that she rarely used.

The point is the ultimate strength.

Hongmao fell down in response, and her hands trembled and trembled involuntarily.

She had never done anything like that with a tennis ball, and she had never swinged with the force of her life.

The friends behind her came late one after another. She quickly took out another ball from her bag and threw it up and down to cover up her shaking hands. She couldn't lose her aura.

She wasn't really sure.

But fortunately, the other party recognized her.

Fortunately, she caught up with the time and had time to save her.

Until now, Meng Han is actually still afraid.

The silent and well-behaved little girl sitting beside her, she was certain at this moment that she had a special place in her heart.

The little girl was quiet for a while, but she was lively in the end, raised her head and looked at her for a moment, deliberately breaking the deadlock to find something to say.

"Sister Meng Han, do you have an impression of me?"

What idiot question is this?

I didn't remember that she could run in such a hurry as if her brain was being pumped. I didn't remember that she could still hurt her hand now?

It just made her laugh.

Meng Han sighed, trying to tease her, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't remember."

The little girl's deer's eyes dimmed with anticipation, and her tone was filled with imperceptible dullness, "Oh, I like you very much. I used to send you water every week."

So, why are these days gone?

Meng Han still wanted to ask. Since the side of the sports meeting, except for a few glances on the road, she has never seen this girl approach her again.

She thought that idol worship when she was young was really so unreliable, it was just three minutes of popularity.

But Meng Han naturally wouldn't reveal her thoughts to others so casually, so she just said, "There are too many people delivering water."

The girl is really slumped now, her little head drooped back again, her mouth shriveled, as if she couldn't believe it and couldn't say anything.

Weirdly wronged.

Meng Han looked at her heart, but there was a ray of sunshine in her heart, and the haze disappeared. Her peach blossom eyes were rarely curved, like a crescent moon, "Then would you like to introduce yourself?"

There was a soft smile in his voice.

Shen Muyang said, "Ah." Looking at her, her eyes couldn't help sinking, and it took two or three seconds to respond, "Okay."

"Shen Muyang, the third and fifth classes of the junior high school."

After a pause, "Hobby, watch Senior Sister Meng Han. Play tennis."

The girl's mind is straightforward, and she wants to show it to her so cleanly and unabashedly.

Meng Han couldn't hold back, the corners of his lips widened, but his eyes were serious and serious, "Okay, I remember."

It's not that she didn't realize that in her heart, the girl's weight is getting heavier and heavier, but she feels that they are not from the same world. This little girl is very good, and she is very cute when she smiles. She should be the type that elders like.

And she's mild-mannered and doesn't like being warm.

In terms of personality, the two may not be suitable for being friends.

But she just likes this girl. When she grows up, she is very indifferent to everything and doesn't care about anything. It is rare to have a strong gain or loss for a person or thing, so she wants to try to follow her heart.

Not being friends, it should be fine to be a slightly closer senior.

The lights outside the window were dim, and the dark shadows of the trees swayed and rustled in the wind.

The wind was cooler at night. Although it was gentle, it carried a slightly damp chill into the collar and drilled into the pores of the person.

Shen Muyang hugged the pillow tightly, still shrank his neck and shook slightly.

Meng Han was careful, raised his hand and closed all the windows.

The little girl blinked and looked at her unexpectedly.

Meng Han pretended not to know and didn't go to see her.

A bit like an awkward and arrogant elder sister, who cares about her younger sister but still pretends to not care.

Such an idea suddenly popped into Shen Muyang's mind, and she laughed madly.

Meng Han listened to her cheerful chuckle, took a breath, and said nothing. After about half a minute, he reached out and turned on the air conditioner again.

This sinking Muyang laughed even more happily, but it was silent, and in the dark, her mouth could reach the bottom of her ears.

In this way, did she finally take a small step closer to Meng Han?

Meng Han said he would remember her.

Meng Han treated her very carefully and considerately.

They are no longer strangers in different grades who only have the same school relationship, but can say a few words, and can even barely be called friends?

When getting off the car, Meng Han called his driver to help her take out the bicycle and restore it to its original state. The little girl just stood there dumbfounded and watched, as if she was afraid that her driver would be too strong and break her.

The driver's skills are very good. It is probably not difficult for him to drive for a long time. Not to mention an ordinary women's small bicycle. Within two minutes, Shen Muyang's cherry pink car was placed on the ground intact. .

The little girl smiled with crooked brows and eyes, and her voice was soft and sweet, "Thank you, and thank you Senior Sister Meng Han."

Meng Han nodded. Today, the girl smiled brightly and frequently. She had only experienced such a dangerous thing.

I don't know if it's because my character is too heartless, or if I really like myself too much?

The author has something to say: Shen Muyang: That may be fake like you.

Meng Han: .

In other words, everyone should be able to experience the future family status of these two from the recent small theater, right?

These two chapters buried a small foreshadowing about the step sister. I didn't expect the little angels to be so keen, so that the author's kindness can be worthy of.

The next chapter is in v, 10,000 words on Saturday.

Thank you little angels for your company during this time, if you still like it, I hope to see you later~

Also pushed down the pre-received article "After Rebirth and My Opposite Home [Entertainment Circle]"

Luo Wanmeng is the second generation of the richest daughter of Tian's arrogance.

At the age of 12, he was discovered by blue, the first star-making company in China. At the age of 16, he debuted with the group Miracle, and since then he has soared into the sky.

The little Tiannv, who has been going smoothly all the way, is coddled, cute and willful. She has always wanted what she wants, except for one exception - her teammate Bo Yan.

She used the most patience in her life to approach Bo Yan, but people still ignored her.

Okay, the little Tiannv is also very temperamental, who can't be without anyone?

As a result, the hot cp in the team broke down in the past, and the two fans blew up and became rivals.

Wherever you go, you tear it up, and wherever you go, there are rivers of blood and corpses everywhere!

Luo Wanmeng always thought that the arrogant thin smoke couldn't look down on her scumbag, so they couldn't be best friends, let alone lovers?

But it turned out that everything was her own opinion until she unexpectedly passed away.

The girl Bo Yan, who was hidden in her heart, actually cried blood in front of her tomb, and said every word to her heart: "Why did you provoke me and abandon me again?"

After the rebirth, Luo Wanmeng felt remorse and no longer was a mess. In addition to breaking the inherent useless character and turning into a talented girl, she also devoted herself to chasing her wife.

One day, Bo Yan, who was finally overwhelmed, pulled Luo Wanmeng into the empty practice room: "Do you know what you've been doing recently, you're not afraid of tying up CP now?

Luo Wanmeng took advantage of the situation and pulled her in front of her, her eyes bright enough to illuminate the darkness of the room, she lowered her head and whispered, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the binding is not thorough enough. My young lady misunderstands that I only want to marry and not marry."

Ruanmeng Middle School's second-year talent and talent

Age difference of five years.

The entertainment industry, attacking each other.

Thank you to the little angel who voted for the king or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [landmine]: TANG1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

16 bottles of insomnia and more dreams; 5 bottles of Yan^^; 2 bottles of one, two, three, four and five; 1 bottle of learning;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!