Chapter 284 Don’t be a sister-in-law

At the same time.

An Ting and Song Ci had just walked out of the administration building when a gust of summer wind blew by and the former sneezed.

"Have you caught a cold?"

Hearing Song Ci's concern, Anting shook his head, sniffed, and said: "Well... no, it should just be from the air conditioner. When we came out of the room, the temperature difference was too big."

Song Ci looked reminiscing. In the blink of an eye, more than a year had passed since her mother remarried. She said with emotion: "It's good that I didn't catch a cold. I didn't expect there would be a chance. Wear that dress."

That dress is not a wedding dress, it is just a pure white evening dress, more like a bridesmaid dress.

Anting’s black formal suit can be regarded as the groom’s suit. Anyway, boys’ clothes are all the same, so the difference is not very big.

　“I wonder if I can still wear it?”

　Unexpectedly.

After Song Ci sighed, Anting was still playful and joked: "You can definitely wear it, but I really may not be able to wear it."

"What do you mean?"

"After graduating from the third grade of junior high school, everyone stops growing; I have grown a lot taller."

This sentence is more or less true. Song Ci’s pain point.

She was originally satisfied with her figure and height, until she met the monster Qiao Liang, and she became even more envious. She hoped that she could grow to 1.7 meters tall and that her bust could be bigger. .

However.

The reality is cruel.

Song porcelain really stopped growing.

Anting has grown a lot, and is even still growing. He was 1.73 meters tall at the 100-day swearing-in meeting in the third grade of junior high school, and now he has grown to 1.81 meters in the second year of high school. In this way, the clothes may be really Can't fit.

After understanding the girl's inner drama, Anting did not give up and continued: "It doesn't matter, Miss Song Ci, she is very cute even though she is small."

Hearing this , an angry symbol appeared on Song Ci's forehead, and he clenched his fists.

Good tone.

"Bad guy! Looking for a beating!"

Seeing that Song Ci lost his temper, Anting ran away quickly.

The two staged a chase scene on campus. Because the next class was physical education, they did not run to the teaching building, but went straight to the track and field.

Has been running to the track and field.

Perhaps realizing that he could not catch up with Anting, Song Ci, who had always been upright, thought of QiaoLiang suddenly stopped running and squatted on the ground, covering his chest with one hand and his face with the other.

Anting was having a lot of fun, but when he turned around, he found a long, straight black girl squatting on the lawn in the middle of the track and field, something didn't look right.

He quickly stepped forward, stood aside, and asked with concern: "Song Ci, are you okay?"

Looking at the long, straight black girl squatting on the ground, there was still no reaction. Anting was even more worried and simply squatted down and stood aside.

Song Ci's ears twitched, and looking at the right moment, she swooped down and threw the young man to the ground, "Oh... I finally got you!"

Ming Ming was proud of himself. After that, Song Ci looked down and noticed that the young man was shy. It was not frustration, but more of embarrassment.

Look at your posture carefully.

Sitting on the other person's lap, his face was facing the boy. His long, straight black hair was like a black waterfall, directly surrounding the boy.

Lying on the ground, Anting looked around and saw nothing. He could only look directly at the girl and said in an awkward tone: "Is it Yin?"

Tell the truth.

Usually only Qiao Liang can pull off such a shady operation.

Since the target was Song Ci, Anting was careless and didn’t expect that this girl would go as far as pretending to be sick.

Of course, it’s not that I’m really bad, but I’ve become more lively.

At this moment, Anting had to admit one thing: he was thinking wrongly.

And Song Ci also fell into a trance, staring blankly at the boy. Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and his upper body subconsciously tilted downwards...

Suddenly.

The school bell rang at an inappropriate time.

Song Ci came to his senses first, stood up, ran not far away, and met up with Bao Weiwei and other girls.

An Ting lay on the ground, looking at the sky, silently reminiscing.

…

Physical education classes in high schools are all the same.

After the warm-up exercises were over, the students received their favorite sports equipment and met up with their familiar classmates to play with each other.

It’s summer...

It’s hot and sunny.

Originally, Anting would not be too actively involved in physical training at this time. If he wanted to vent his energy, he would play basketball with Gao Fei and other boys.

While Anting was playing basketball, Song Ci and the girls were playing table tennis under the shade of the tree...

Just next to the basketball court, you can see the teenagers playing basketball at a glance.

The mushroom-headed Chen Mo looked at Anting eagerly, opening his mouth wide, revealing a pair of small rabbit teeth, which was very cute.

"Eh...Sports Committee, he's really handsome."

"Well, he's pretty good, but he's a bit scumbag. Do you remember that Wen Chuli from the first year of high school? Anting's The guy provoked others, tricked them into coming to No. 1 Middle School and dumped them, but he was bad."

"The bad ones are not bad." The person who said this was Cheng Cheng, who once had An An The CP leader of Ting and Song Ci.

Hearing this sentence, the other girls looked at Cheng Cheng in surprise. Wu Meimei said bluntly: "Aren't you the leader of CP? Why do you seem to be a little obsessed with Anting? "

Hearing this, Cheng Cheng blushed a little. After a second thought, he took Song Ci's arm and said shamelessly: "It's not that I like Anting, but mainly because I want to be Song Ci's younger brother and sister."< br />
When this absurd reasoning came out, all the girls present were amused.

Many girls repeat this sentence.

It’s not that she likes Anting, it’s just that she wants to be Song Ci’s younger brother and sister.

Everyone was chasing Song Ci, shouting blindly—sister-in-law.

People in Song Dynasty were so stupid that they covered their ears and said inexplicably unhappy: "I don’t want to be your sister-in-law..."

　……

After the physical education class.

Anting went to eat with the boys. Occasionally there would be group actions among the boys, especially after sweating together.

Song Ci has a strict wife-keeping side, but she is actually a well-informed and virtuous wife. She does not force herself to act with a group of boys, but goes to the canteen to buy water alone.

She has always had the habit of bringing a thermos, but she just finished her physical education class and the water temperature in the thermos was too high, so she still wanted to drink something colder.

After buying water, I walked out of the canteen and saw Qiao Liang passing by with a pile of drawing paper.

Whenever the temperature is hot, Qiao Liang and Anting are the same, wearing shortened school uniform pants, short-sleeved private clothes on the upper body, and a pair of sneakers.

Maybe it’s because the hair is a little longer, making her look more girlish.

The paint on her face adds a touch of brilliance to her.

Although she was a bit proud to say this, Song Ci considered herself a beautiful girl, a first-class beautiful girl, but she was a bit disappointed in front of the goblin.

“Song Cici, why are you staring at me?”

Song CiciAfter sweating, he became a little more free and easy, and said honestly: "It's nothing, I just think Qiao Liang is very handsome."

I also like you."

"Stop saying this, it will make me just like the male-female female protagonist in the novel..."

"That kind of female protagonist The classic plot in the heroine's novel not only fascinates the hero, but also the heroine.

"Pfft..." Qiao Liang was amused, "You are my heroine, kiss me, mua~"

Faced with Qiao Liang's offensive, Song Ci stretched out her hand and touched the girl's face, not wanting to be kissed by a girl.

The two were arguing for a while, and Song Ci said seriously: "Qiao Liang, what did you bring?"

"Well...these are all things I drew before. , The locker in the classroom can’t fit in, so I plan to take it back to the dance studio.”

Don’t forget it.

This girl is the president of the dance club. She has the key and right to use the dance studio on the fourth floor of the Art Building. She almost treats it as her own private place.

　"Oh..."

While speaking, Song Ci looked through the scrolls in the other person's hand with great interest, and unexpectedly noticed several portraits of Anting. From facial close-ups to sports sketches, and even full bodies.

"Hey, you painted so many Antings."

During his elementary school days, Song Ci attended interest classes and learned both art and music, but they were already abandoned. Although her tasting ability was average, from a non-professional perspective, she knew that the other person painted very well.

Qiao Liang has always been interested in Anting. He always felt that there were two souls hidden in the split young man's body, and he always wanted to draw a true version of him.

Especially after she became a sophomore in high school, Qiao Liang invited Anting to be a model in the sophomore art room from time to time.

Accidentally... the more I draw, the more I draw.

A pile of them all is Anting.

"Well, brother Ting is very suitable to be a model."

"Indeed..."

Although Song Ci didn't want to admit it, she knew that Anting Her appearance is very good, and becoming a male model will not be a problem in the future.

　“Well…”

　That’s when.

Song Ci had just taken a sip of mineral water, but he accidentally pulled out a portrait of Anting, which was almost completely naked, and sprayed water on the spot, "Ahem, cough, no... Qiao Liang, you, you, how can you still do this? Paint this kind of thing?"

Seeing this, Qiao Liang felt a little worried.Xu, she did have the intention to learn pornographic comics, and drew a lot of astringent pictures, both male and female, including Anting and Song Ci.

This is a cute picture suitable for cute girls.

Although it is an astringent picture, it is not the whole picture, and there are still underwear.

Now that everything was discovered, Qiao Liang smashed the jar and said with a hint of joking: "How about this painting?"

Song Ci aside Wiping his mouth and blushing, he said, "I don't know."

"I have to go, I don't have time."

Seeing that class was about to end, Qiao Liang I had to rush to the dance studio and just in time to leave, I was stopped by Song Ci.

The short-haired girl looked back and stared at Song Ci with unclear eyes; the latter silently walked up and took Anting's astringent picture away.

"Hey... what are you doing?"

Song Ci: "Confiscated! Don't treat other people's younger brothers as a model."

"Ah..."

Qiao Liang quite liked that painting, but seeing Song Ci's tone so determined, he had no choice but to give up and leave aggrievedly.

After Qiao Liang walked away, Song Ci looked at the portrait of the boy in his hand, and the scene of pushing the opponent on the track and field came to mind, and he also thought of the scene of the boy sweating on the basketball court.

For a time, I had wild imagination.

　"Is it suitable for girls... astringent pictures?"