Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

The two packed up their things and walked out.

Meng Han has a high degree of freedom in school, and she is busy with her own affairs. The teachers have tacitly agreed that it is normal to not have her in the classroom.

Like now, she just came here with her schoolbag on her back, obviously she didn't plan to go back to the classroom.

But Shen Muyang was different. She worked hard to create a good student character with good behavior and good grades. It was rare for her to come to the library today, but she came to the self-study class on the decree of the head teacher.

"Sister, wait for me, I'll go up and get a schoolbag." Walking down the steps of the library, Shen Muyang raised her head and spoke to Meng Han next to her.

She was embarrassed to let Meng Han follow her up to get things, several floors.

Meng Han nodded and stretched out his hand towards her, "Then go ahead, I just pushed the bike out for you, give me the car key."

"Ah?" Shen Muyang blinked, "I'll go by myself later."

If Zhu Yu or Guan Moran said this, Shen Muyang would have tossed the car keys at will, without even having to say anything, she would have taken the initiative to ask without any psychological burden, this is normal among friends.

But the person in front of her is Meng Han. Even in her previous life, she was relatively familiar with Meng Han, and Meng Han took good care of her, but she would never make such a request at that time.

Asking the school flower to run errands for her is weird.

Just because Meng Han doesn't look like a person in the world, she is too psychologically burdened to trouble her, as if she has insulted the fairy in the cloud abruptly.

"Is it different?" Meng Han didn't have much expression on his face, but his voice was gentle, "Save time."

"Oh."

Also, it's not good to let senior sister wait here for too long.

Shen Muyang feels embarrassed now, it's all her own business, she's fetching her schoolbag again, and she's fetching a bicycle again, and Senior Sister Ren just stands here and waits for her refreshingly.

Shen Muyang frowned and handed the key over obediently, "That's trouble for Senior Sister."

Turning around three steps and taking two steps, Shen Muyang trotted back to the classroom.

Sure enough, no one was empty again. She turned off the classroom lights and locked the door, and ran back again.

I didn't expect her physique to use the sprinting speed to be somewhat effective. Meng Han was pushing her car towards this side, a few steps slower than her.

Not to mention, Senior Sister Meng Han's body color is much colder all the year round. At this time, a small bicycle with a pink and tender girl's breath is lying under her hands. It looks very harmonious, diluting the original coldness. temperament.

When he got to the front, Shen Muyang hurriedly reached out to take the handle of the car, but Meng Han didn't think about it, but he avoided it with one hand, and the other empty hand stretched into the air, "Schoolbag."

Shen Muyang didn't understand the meaning, so she turned to the side to show her, "I brought it and put it on my back."

"Give it to me, put it in the basket."

Shen Muyang shook his head like a rattle, and took two steps back, "That won't work!"

What does senpai mean?

She is still carrying her own bag, and she has to push the cart for her and carry the bag for her?

Shen Muyang's eyebrows were deeply locked, and she was about to come to grab the car again, but Meng Han pushed it away.

It's as simple as pulling away a knee-high kindergartener.

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"Didn't you feel dizzy just now, don't be brave, won't it bother me more if you fall down in a while?"

I see.

Shen Muyang burst into a smile, smiled brightly at her, and exaggeratedly assumed a standard posture of standing at attention. She raised her right hand with five fingers and placed it on her forehead slightly, saluting, "I'm fine, Senior Sister's chocolate is very useful, Guaranteed not to faint again, and now I can't be healthier than normal!"

The corners of Meng Han's lips tickled, amused by the little girl, he no longer insisted on picking up the schoolbag, and pushed the car forward.

Shen Muyang also accepted it when she saw it, although she was still embarrassed, but judging from Meng Han's attitude, she didn't dare to **** it again, and happily trotted a few steps to catch up and walked beside her.

Today is still a gloomy day. The leaves of the trees on the campus have all fallen off, leaving only the bare trunks. However, at dusk, the sun, which has no sense of existence, hangs obliquely in the air and keeps descending. Through the clouds, it still pours out. Then light up.

At the entrance of the school, there are two backs, one tall and the other short, like a little sister who is leading home from school by her elder sister. They are separated by such an arm's distance, not far or near, and are dipped in the halo of the setting sun, which is a bit like a delicate painting A vaguely warm oil painting.

Meng Han didn't take her far, it was the private restaurant that he often went to on weekdays.

The yard is quite big. After locking the bicycle, I asked the waiter to help take a look, and then took her inside.

In the corridor on the second floor, the environment is clean, the wallpapers are stylish, elegant and warm, but the road is too narrow, Shen Muyang followed behind her and whispered, "Sister, do you often come here to eat?"

The waiter seemed to recognize her.

"Yeah." Meng Han responded casually, "I don't like eating in the cafeteria, so I usually settle things here with my friends in the class."

Having said that, they arrived at the door of their usual private room. This is their exclusive room. The hotel is not open to others, so that they can have a place whenever they come.

As soon as Meng Han finished speaking, he twisted the door handle, and the scene inside also appeared in front of him.

The liveliness of the room poured out, the lights were bright, the chatter, the kind of gossip chatting unique to girls.

Her three friends, not less than one, were all sitting inside, surrounded by a large round table against the inner wall, when the door was suddenly opened, and she stared blankly at the door.

Meng Han raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

She remembered that Lu Junxi discussed with Shi Jin about going to have a barbecue during the class break before leaving the classroom. It's been cold these days, so they usually don't eat stir-fried vegetables at night. They would rather take a detour to the city center for hot pot. Change your appetite.

"Senior sister?" Shen Muyang didn't know what was going on inside. Seeing that she was standing still at the door, she stepped forward and shouted strangely, and her little head naturally reflected the three of them from above Meng Han's arm that was still holding the doorknob. friend's sight.

Meng Han simply pushed the door, the door opened, and she walked in leisurely, "I'm all here, I brought a schoolgirl over for dinner, just in time, there were so many people, and the cold weather added heat to the room."

Now that everyone has come, and people are still facing each other, it is not appropriate to go any further. It is strange as if they are hiding something.

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The three were stunned and had no time to respond.

what happened?

Isn't this a secret base for the three of them?

Well, they're all high school students, so it's a bit naive to use the word secret base, but the problem is that they haven't brought anyone else here since they took care of it.

It's all customary, and it's a little weird to see a raw face suddenly.

But having said that, this girl is really delicate and soft, and it seems that it is not unacceptable to mix into their small circle, and her temperament is quite suitable.

"Ah." Shen Muyang didn't react a bit. She thought she was just invited by the senior sister, so she came in behind Meng Han and greeted weakly, "Hello senior sisters."

Jishan swept her eyes, pursed her lower lip, and remembered, "Hello, how are you doing recently, haven't you met those bad guys again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Jin also remembered.

Isn't this the primary school girl rescued from the alley that day? Meng Han abnormally wanted to send people home that day. It seemed that he really hit it off, and he brought them out for dinner, so he should be considered a friend.

Lu Junxi is the most familiar to her, and she is very fond of her. At this time, she greeted her with a smile, resting her chin lazily on the table with one hand, and waving the other hand symbolically, "Preschool girl, come on, don't stand still. , sit down."

Meng Han was the first to take a seat next to Lu Junxi, with a vacant seat in the middle. There were few people, so there was no need to squeeze together. Usually, they would have several seats apart from each other when they were eating, which was convenient for cooking.

He raised his hand and patted the seat beside him, with a soft voice, "Sit here."

Thinking that Shen Muyang is not familiar with other people, it may be more relaxed to sit next to her.

Besides, shouldn't the little fan girl sit next to the idol goddess?

Meng Han felt that he was quite considerate, but the little girl smiled and nodded and walked over, but she was still entangled for a moment.

People don't seem to be sitting next to each other. Will this affect the senior sister's meal?

Meng Han saw her small dazed and slightly locked eyebrows. The little girl's eyebrows were so beautiful, neither thick nor shallow, and her eyebrows were well-shaped. When she grew up, she would probably not need to trim her thrushes for makeup.

Guessing her careful thoughts along her eyes, Meng Han sat down without getting up, and opened the chair for her with one hand, smiling gently, "Sit, you care so much, you can sit as you want, you don't want to sit here and watch You can go anywhere, it doesn't matter so much."

The little girl just sat down with peace of mind, and hung her schoolbag on her back seat obediently.

Lu Junxi watched and couldn't help sneering, looking at Meng Han's gentle elder sister's demeanor.

Being sane, and pretending to be intellectual and caring, just like this in front of the schoolgirls, the school's beauty can't be broken, right?

I haven't been so particular about it. I usually don't know who is so particular about being so particular. When I get close to her while eating a meal, I'm sure to be pushed away, and I will also get a big disdain.

She sometimes really suspects that Meng Han has a potential cleanliness tendency.

Meng Han naturally saw her meaningful eyes, coughed softly, pretended to be natural, and opened the menu casually. They had already ordered a few dishes, but they had not yet served, but at this time there were two more pairs of chopsticks, so naturally Add vegetables.

"Do you have any taboos?" Meng Han casually asked the girl beside him, as if he had nothing in particular to eat. Lu Junxi and the others ordered just fine, so they simply handed the menu to the girl, "Or you order it yourself."

It was only the second time that Shen Muyang and Meng Han had eaten at the same table, and she was already very nervous, but there were still three Meng Han's friends on the table. She didn't want to leave any bad impression, so she was shy and obedient at this time. Definitely a choice that can't go wrong.

"Senior sister, I can do it. I don't have any taboos. Just watch it."

Knowing that the little girl was cramped, Meng Han felt a little guilty, and accidentally brought her to meet her friends. These were all strangers or seniors to her.

She nodded, her voice softer, "Okay."

After the dishes were served, everyone moved their chopsticks and the chat box was reopened.

Meng Han was originally worried that she was not used to it, and was a little confused about whether she still wanted to give someone food to comfort the little girl, she was not able to accept this kind of thing, and she didn't know whether the school girl would or would not like it.

Unexpectedly, every time I glanced over, the little girl was eating happily, the bowl was empty, her little head was buried, and the bone residue and other things left beside her could catch up with Lu Junxi's victory.

The character is really good, it's very worry-free.

After a few times, I was relieved and looked at her with a little more attention, mainly to deal with the gossip of a few friends.

"It will be the New Year's Day party soon, Meng Han, what program are you going to apply for?" Shi Jin is the art committee member of the class. The teacher has informed her, and now she has to start to determine the candidates for the program.

Meng Han was biting on a piece of broccoli. He didn't have much appetite. He frowned when he heard the words, "I'm too lazy to report, don't hit me with your ideas. It's a waste of time. Find someone else to fill the vacancy as soon as possible."

Shi Jin laughed out loud, "I can let you go, you are too lazy to apply, I don't know how many girls in the class want to join, but the question is, do you think the head teacher can let you go? Can the grade teacher let you go? And Teacher He, who is in charge of the school's recreational activities, can she let you go?"

Every time she chanted a name, Meng Han's scalp would faintly explode, giving him a real headache.

In the end, the broccoli couldn't be eaten anymore, and he sighed, "Poem recitation. Okay."

Lu Junxi's eyebrows were raised, and it seemed that he was very happy when he saw Meng Han also had a headache, holding his face in his hands with great interest, "Tsk, then you didn't rob our grade director's program, beware that all the teachers are forced to When the pressure comes, I'll give you small shoes."

The talents of their grade directors are quite limited, and the inexorable program every year is poetry recitation.

Meng Han wasn't worried that a teacher would really put her shoes on. It was so boring, but he was really embarrassed to take up the work of the grade director, and it was not easy.

"Why don't we have a modern dance, just the four of us solved it together." Lu Junxi suggested.

"I can have this." Jishan was very satisfied, and she didn't bother to think about the show.

"I have no opinion." Shi Jin was also happy to see it happen.

Meng Han, she is too lazy to practice dancing.

Recently, the seniors and seniors of the student union have been busy imparting experience to her, as if they are going to hand over in advance, she is exhausted and crazy.

Meng Han frowned and thought for a while, "How about I accompany you."

Shi Jin also saw her troubles and didn't make it difficult, "That's okay, the three of us dance, you can play your piano to accompany us, and you can put together a show."

Immediately made a decision and solved a major worry for the four of them.

Dinner came to an end in such a lively manner. Occasionally, Shen Muyang would chat a few words when a few senior sisters deliberately cued her, so as not to be left out in the cold, this meal was relatively harmonious.

What Meng Han didn't expect was that she was not forced by the situation to serve the school girl, but the school girl poured her a bowl of soup.

She ordered it specially for her schoolgirl, black-bone chicken codonopsis soup. Thinking that the primary school girl is weak, she has to drink some warm tonic.

"Senior sister, you've almost eaten. You should drink some soup. I think you eat the least, and you hardly eat it. It's not good for your stomach." The girl's fingers are soft and not as long as hers, but they are still long. Now, at this moment, a small ball, clear and warm white, pushed the bowl to her hand.

Meng Han was stunned, the three friends around looked like they were watching a good show.

Meng Han's appetite was like this, they were used to it, and they couldn't persuade him anyway, but this elementary school girl seemed to be a little special to Meng Han, and I wondered if Meng Han would salt other people.

"Okay, thank you." Meng Han said.

She looked at the girl's soft eyes looking up at her, and didn't know why she suddenly regained her appetite.

Shen Muyang didn't know the twists and turns, but when she saw the girl drinking the soup quietly with her head down, she had a strange feeling in her heart.

Meng Han, who doesn't speak, and Meng Han who drinks soup seriously, are not as reclusive as she remembered.

In particular, the girl's long, black, straight and supple hair spread out in front of her, but a few strands were not so obedient, and it fell from behind her ears, which affected her drinking soup a bit, making her heart itch, and she wanted to help her pull it back.

When the show was over, several people had a good impression of the elementary school girl.

Especially Lu Junxi, in the yard, said goodbye to Shen Muyang who was pushing the cart, "Next time we'll have dinner together. With you here, we Mengmeng can eat more."

She really likes this elementary school girl, she is cute and cute, and the most important thing is that she can persuade Meng Han, maybe get together often, and reduce the frequency of Meng Han's stomach problems.

Shen Muyang had a big smile on her face and was very happy. These senior sisters were very easy to get along with. Except for Lu Junxi, the other two took care of her very much although they didn't talk much.

"Okay, next time I'll invite the seniors to dinner."

Lu Junxi was overjoyed when she heard it, "Okay!" She remembered that a new restaurant in the city was going to open in a few days, and now it's a bit of a chore.

Meng Han didn't say much at first, but when he saw Lu Junxi's eyes that brightened a few degrees, he had a very bad premonition. He pushed his hand from her back to prevent the two from talking, and lowered his voice to Lu Jun. Xi said, "You're not letting go of the elementary school girl? If you want to eat well, just tell me, my sister will let you eat until you can."

"Wow." Lu Junxi shouted excitedly, it was like a pie from the sky, Meng Han's money was so cool when he knocked it, "This is what you said, the school flower, you can't talk about it!"

She felt that she could already set the menu for the next month without repeating it every day.

Meng Han's forehead jumped, "I don't count when I speak."

On the other side, Shen Muyang, who had just been rescued by Meng Han from a big bamboo pole, saw Lu Junxi's happy face of winning the lottery, and laughed along, not knowing that her senior sister had given away countless money for nothing. Bamboo sticks are knocked into the opponent's hand.

It's not worth the cost.

Meng Han glanced at the little girl, the little sun smiled brightly in the dark night, she shook her head helplessly, but the corners of her lips were raised.

A few days later, Shen Muyang's class also began to toss about the registration for the New Year's Day party.

During the break, Guan Moran watched a bunch of people crowd around the literary committee and chatted casually with Shen Muyang, "Xiao Yang, would you like to try it?"

"Well. I have some ideas. I don't know if I can report it." Shen Muyang has always kept a low profile, but she didn't want to be too quiet. If she was isolated from the world like her previous life, wouldn't it be meaningless to be reborn.

"Hey, you really have an idea, what are you going to report?"

"Sing."

This is probably the only talent she can pull off.

Guan Moran blinked, she hadn't heard Shen Muyang sing before, "If you don't sign up and try it first, you won't necessarily be brushed off, after all, you are also our class's classmate, and it's enough to see your face. "

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Shen Muyang didn't know for a while whether the child was encouraging her, or mocking her?

Before Shen Muyang went to sign up, one day later, during a class break, the art committee member who had been under siege for two days had a rare chance to come to the door.

"Shen, as the first in the class and the only representative of the five classes who entered the top 50 of the grade, the class teacher asked you to be on the show."

What else is there to say, okay?

Shen Muyang naturally agreed, but of course there was no room for refusal.

After rehearsing like this for a week, it seems that each class still attaches great importance to this party, and the head teacher even gave them a self-study class every day to prepare freely.

A week later, the New Year's Day party arrived as scheduled.

Because he heard that Meng Han would also participate in the performance at the dinner table that day, Shen Muyang had fantasized about whether he would meet him in the backstage and say a few words. dial someone.

Only programs that are basically connected can stay together in the background, and the latter can only wait for a notification outside.

And Shen Muyang and Meng Han's show were just a few people apart. When she was on stage, the four of Meng Han happened to be put in, and they missed it perfectly.

The four of them had already put on their makeup in advance, and there was nothing to do at this time, so they got together to chat after changing into costumes.

Only Meng Han picked up the show list on the dressing table, glanced at it, and suddenly stood up.

"Hey, Mengmeng, what are you doing?"

Meng Han responded casually as he walked towards the stage, "Look at the performance and familiarize yourself with the next station."

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This perfunctory is too perfunctory, isn't it?

People who go to the show every year, still need to be familiar with the station now?

Believing her evil, Lu Junxi walked over to the makeup table just now and picked up the list too.

Jishan is inexplicable, "What's the situation?"

After Lu Junxi finished reading it, she threw the list back and walked over in two steps, "It's okay, the school flower-sama is going to see her baby."

"Ah?" This time even Shi Jin was stunned.

Lu Junxi smiled and patted the two friends on the shoulders, "It's the elementary school girl who ate together last time, let's go, let's go and have a look."

The young and well-behaved school **** the stage put on makeup today, the lighting is too bright, and the audience must go to the heavy makeup table to have a good viewing experience, but close-up look is usually because of the contrast with the daily makeup. Looks rather scary.

But in this elementary school girl, this theory does not seem to hold.

The eyebrows are still beautiful and clean, which belongs to the clear sunshine and warmth unique to young people.

It may also be that the girl's skin is already fair, and even the thick foundation cannot form an excessive contrast with the past.

In short, this girl looks so refreshing and beautiful. Sitting there, it is like a close-up of a young **** campus in an illustration.

The prelude sounded, and Lu Junxi immediately reacted. It was too familiar, "Love and Love Forever".

Just a few days ago, in December, during the IF concert at the Little Arena, she even went to the scene, lied to the teacher that she had a high fever, and asked for a week's leave.

In this way, facing the girl in front of him, Lu Junxi's ears are even more critical of this song.

In the previous paragraph, the top of the girl's head has always been just a bunch of chasing lights, and the side is completely dark. The girl's voice is not as soft as before, clear and slightly hoarse, it looks quiet and affectionate, and the emotional atmosphere is not bad.

As soon as the chorus entered, the venue suddenly brightened, and the light above her head was even more intense. With Shen Muyang as the center, countless rays of light were spread out, and the girl's voice also became high-pitched, and her emotions became more and more full.

Lu Junxi even made a shock immediately, she lifted her sleeves and looked at it, goosebumps all over her arms.

At the end of the performance, after Shen Muyang stepped down, the four of them also walked back to the backstage and waited.

Lu Junxi tugged at Meng Han's sleeve, "My God, that elementary school girl in your family is too good, really too good! With her small body, her high-pitched voice is so steady and bright, I almost kneeled down to hear you know. Do not?"

Meng Han frowned, pulled his sleeve out of her hand, glanced at her with a mentally retarded expression, and walked forward.

Lu Junxi didn't care either, and he was reluctant to catch up, "I'll tell you the truth, although it's not even a star and a half worse than the original song, it's completely incomparable, but, judging from my many years of live music experience, Among amateur singers, it is difficult to find a second person who can cover this song to this level."

When Lu Junxi said this, her expression was called sincerity, and it was called admiration. She was so excited that it seemed that she seemed to be instantly attracted by the little **** stage.

But come on, how strange it sounds, Meng Han didn't hold back, "No, you're boasting? With so many prefixes, it's completely incomparable. Among amateur singers, your praise is really sober and refined. Different."

Lu Junxi thought, what do you know?

I have never rated the second person so highly.

Not to mention your elementary school girl, she is a real singer, even if she sings excellently, she is completely incomparable to the original singer.

This kind of song is tailor-made for singers and has a high degree of fit with the vocal conditions.

Besides, isn't your elementary school girl an amateur?

Otherwise, you will still sing here, and you won't be able to meet her if you enter a specialized art academy.

However, Lu Junxi didn't want to be serious with the school girl today. After all, their dances would have to be accompanied by people for a while.

So, Lu Junxi was silent, and said, "Look, your elementary school girl will no longer be alone with you, this New Year's Day party is over, and the school will have another famous person, which is very rare. Junior high school."

In the end, he reluctantly added, "Maybe your fans will be divided up by her."

The author has something to say: Meng Han, what the heck? If they have to leave, what does it mean that the primary school girl will no longer belong to me alone?

Author Jun: Lord School Flower, it means that your fans will not only leave you, but they will also **** your daughter-in-law from you.

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