"Then let's come here today. From the afternoon, Teacher An will take you. Let's get off the get out of class first. If you have any questions, you can ask privately." After the bell rang, An Junli said the last sentence. She has never had the habit of dragging the class, which is what her classmates like the most.

Seeing this classmate An Junchen so handsome and cold, who was eager to try, he wanted to go up and ask, but when he saw his eyes, he was discouraged.

An Junli did not leave. She knew that Huangfu Qingxuan would wake up at noon. After all, she was her favorite student, so she still wanted to say goodbye to her.

The classmates in the classroom went out to have dinner one after another. An Junchen looked at her sister who was not leaving yet, and there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Aren’t she in a hurry? Looking at her again, her eyes were always looking at the sleeping classmate.

He didn't ask, but just watched her walk towards her. It was already past twelve o'clock, and Huangfu Qingmo walked into the classroom. The first person he discovered was of course Mu Zihan.

"Brother Qingmo, are you here to pick up Sister Qingxuan for dinner?" This is almost the regular opening remark of Mu Zihan at noon every day. Huangfu Qingmo looked at her disgustedly, and the meaning was clearly stated, don't ask questions clearly.

Like when he was a child, Huangfu Qingmo always had this attitude towards her, but the nervous Mu Zihan often ignored his expression.

Huangfu Qingmo glanced at his sister, and was about to wake up. He looked at Mu Zihan again. Her two watery eyes stared at him, as always, with admiration. Although his face was calm, an undetectable curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Qingmo, what are we eating today?" Mu Zihan asked again after a moment of silence.

"I don't know what Mommy has cooked yet, so I'll go and see it later." Both brother and sister inherited the fine traditions of their father and only ate the foods made by Xue Qing. She knew that Mu Zihan was greedy and liked to stick to his son, so she would make an extra portion of Mu Zihan's whenever she cooked.

Mu Zihan almost always had food with them at noon, and as for the others, they would go back to eat, and maybe someone from home delivered it.

"Godmother's craftsmanship is getting better and better. It will be better when I can have her craftsmanship. I can cook for you in the future." Mu Zihan praised her sincerely and did not forget to express her feelings. She always called Xue Qing's godmother.

"Learn slowly, don't worry." After hearing what she said, Huangfu Qingmo's mood improved unknowingly.

"Um..." While they were talking, Huangfu Qingxuan moved and slowly opened her eyes. At this time, An Junli happened to walk to her side.

Huangfu Qingxuan was sleeping on her tummy, her hands were not very comfortable, and her brows frowned slightly. She just woke up and was not fully awake, but she felt very happy to see her brother when she opened her eyes.

"Brother hug..." Even though she is seventeen years old now, she is still very sticky to Huangfu Qingmo. The sound she spoke is soft and soft as she just woke up, making people feel soft without realizing it.

An Junchen, who was one meter behind An Junli, also heard this sound, and his heart felt like something was hit by it, and an indescribable emotion suddenly spread.
Chapter completed!