Chapter 162: Big Sister and Little Sister

It was winter, at six o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was dark.

When Anting walked on the school road with two top beauties, it had attracted a lot of attention, and many boys were envious and jealous - this boy named Anting, in his previous life Did he save the galaxy?

In fact.

An Ting didn’t have any sex at all, he was more like a bodyguard, standing behind him and two girls walking in front.

Qiao Liang got close to Song Ci, but the latter was still not used to it and kept away from him intentionally or unintentionally.

Soon, a group of three people arrived at the school gate.

But something they didn’t expect happened. There was a teacher on duty at the school gate, and a sign was placed on one side, prohibiting students from ordering takeout, and violators would be severely punished.

Since the beginning of winter, more and more students have been ordering takeout, but the school still takes action.

The phone in his pocket was vibrating crazily. The delivery boy must be anxious.

There is no bunker at the school gate. It is an impossible task to get past the teacher on duty and get the takeaway.

Just when Anting was at his wits end, Qiao Liang, as always, did not follow the routine. He suddenly took the hands of Anting and Song Ci and walked towards the second grade teaching building.

Like an unfettered bird.

During this period, she put her hand into the pocket of Anting’s school uniform jacket, took out her mobile phone, answered the call, and asked the delivery boy to come to the east wall of the school.

After hanging up the phone, Anting and Song Ci asked in confusion: "What operation is this?"

Qiao Liang ran and replied triumphantly: "I Although he is a first-year high school student, he has his own seat in the second-year high school art room, and occasionally goes there. There is a gap in the guardrail on the wall next to the second-year high school teaching building, where you can get takeout."

" Oh..."

The two of them suddenly realized.

Under the guidance of Qiao Liang, the group of three people panted and came to the wall of the second-year high school teaching building.

There are several abandoned tables placed here, specially used for heightening, and the iron mesh above has been cut.

Obviously, this is a "smuggling" holy place.

Thanks to these abandoned tables, the process of picking up takeout is not difficult. You can stand on them and pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other.

It’s just...

On the way back, I had bad luck.

He bumped into the student council president--Shen Huanyue.

Although Shen Huanyue is a gentle person to everyone, she represents the school most of the time, and the school has recently cracked down on takeaways, so it is impossible to just sit idly by.

Even if the food is not handed over to the school, it is still necessary to confiscate the takeaway food.

At least for a moment, Shen Huanyue put away her past gentleness and turned serious.

Just when Anting and Song Ci thought they were doomed, Qiao Liang once again did not follow the routine and stepped forward directly, poking Shen Huanyue's waist quite affectionately.

"Yueyue, let me go."

What is unexpected is that the serious expression on Shen Huanyue's face instantly collapsed, and she just looked at Qiao Liang with complicated eyes. , sighed and said: "Ah Liang, I really can't do anything to you, it's just this once, I won't do it next time."

　"Hehehe, thank you Yueyue."

"Let's go." After saying that, Shen Huanyue turned around and looked elsewhere, pretending not to see the three of them.

That’s it.

Under the puzzled looks of Anting and Song Ci, Qiao Liang fled with the two of them.

　……

The three of them returned to the dance studio on the fourth floor of the art floor. The other girls got their meals and chose to go back to the dormitory to take a shower before eating. It is not difficult to understand. Sweating too much affects appetite; take a shower before eating.

That’s it.

Only Anting, Qiao Liang and Song Ci were left in the huge dance studio.

Song Ci and Qiao Liang actually wanted to go back to the dormitory to eat again, but today it was their turn to clean up. Well, you used the school grounds, so you must clean up.

Work in pairs and take turns doing hygiene, starting with Song Ci and Qiao Liang.

Eat before you work.

The three of them walked into the dance studio again. Song Ci, who was originally wearing socks, probably took them off because her white socks had turned dark, leaving her feet bare.

It’s like white jade.

Qiao Liang noticed the small details of Anting looking at Song Ci's feet and smiled teasingly.

After being discovered, the young man could only cough twice to hide his embarrassment.

Perhaps because of the boy’s invitation to dinner, Qiao Liang didn’t say anything. It was rare for the sinister little devil to be well-behaved.

Qiao Liang suggested: "Song Cici, let's bring a pair of slippers to the dance studio later."

"Well..." Just after responding, Song Ci retorted: "Don't call me Song Cici... it's so awkward."

"But... Bao Weiwei, Song Cici, brother Ting, it feels very goodmean. "Qiao Liang smiled brightly. This girl's personality is like that of a wild girl who has not grown up, and she has a little problem with giving people nicknames.

Song Ci knew that this girl would not listen to her. Sighing softly, it was the acquiescence.

That’s it, let’s do the food first.

The dance studio has no tables and chairs, wooden floors, the wall at the end is made of glass, and there are There are horizontal bars, a very standard layout.

Three people sit in a circle. Night has fallen in the outside world, and the lights are turned on indoors.

Song Ci looks like he is eating As elegant as ever, Qiao Liang ordered chicken drumstick rice. He held the chicken drumstick in one hand and a spoon in the other. From time to time, he took food from the other two people, which was very rude.

Qiao Liang and Bao Weiwei were a bit rude. Similar, love two-dimensional, can take photos, snack food.

The former is more charming, the latter is more cute.

During the meal, Anting asked about the meeting he just had with the student president What happened, "Xiao Wai, you and Senior Sister Shen seem to be familiar to each other?" ”

This is no longer a simple acquaintance, but a very familiar one, so familiar that we can let go of each other.

Anting always thought that this girl had no particularly close friends in school. I didn’t expect that there really were friends, but they were not in the first year of high school, but in the second year of high school.

Song Ci stopped eating and looked at Qiao Liang with some curiosity.

Qiao Liang talked while eating: "Woooooo~"

The two of them: "."

After swallowing the food with difficulty, Qiao Liang said bluntly : "Well, Yueyue's mother is my mother's student. "

"Huh? "

Qiao Liang added: "My mother is a college art teacher, and Shen Huanyue's mother is a high school art teacher. She was once my mother's student... Yueyue and I have known each other since we were children. "

An Ting asked: "Your mother is a university art teacher, and your father..."

Qiao Liang's bright eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "My father is a photographer." "

"No wonder..."

Whether you have money or not, it doesn’t matter. My mother is a college art teacher and my father is a photographer. No wonder I raised such a devilish daughter. She has such a temperament. She is very naughty.

Although Song Ci doesn’t get along with this girl, she has to admit that she is a very magical girl.

A kind of temperament that no one can copy.

The unique Qiao Liang in the world.

Just when the An Song siblings were a little stunned, Qiao Liang suddenly said,Said: "I really miss the days when Yueyue and I were in the same class."

As soon as these words came out.

An Ting, who was working normally, frowned.

Song Ci asked: "In the same class?"

How come you and Shen Huanyue are in the same class?

She is one grade higher than you.

Qiao Liang smiled heartlessly and said: "You may not believe it, but Shen Huanyue and I used to be classmates... It's just that I was repeated, twice."
< br />Song Ci suddenly realized, "That's it, no wonder you look so familiar."

The next moment.

Wait...

Sensitive Anting suddenly realized a problem and hesitated in a trembling voice: "Xiao Wai, you... you and Shen Huanyue were classmates before. How old are you?"

Qiao Liang was like a magical girl, making scissor hands and introducing herself: "My name is Qiao Liang, nicknamed Xiaowai and JOJO. By next summer, I should be I'm 17 years old."

At that moment, Anting took a breath, looked at Song Ci's waist, and said in a trembling voice: "Little...little sister..."

The next second, Anting looked at Qiao Liang's waist again, "Big...big sister."

"Giggle, I heard you call me eldest sister. I thought it was funny at first. I didn’t want to refute, but I accidentally let it slip.”

Ah! ! !

Forget it if you don’t have a lolita.

Why are they all sisters? !