Chapter 20    It’s my sister! (3)

Ning Wei gritted his teeth and warned: "Don't call me with a wet towel."

Huo Liming hooked the chair, stood half a meter away with a "bang", and sat down to face her, eyes to eyes.

Huo Liming was on the verge of anger, and he was patient, because of the other person's gender.

"Here, I don't care what you want to say and do, even if you fart.

But don't talk nonsense in front of others."

Ning Wei smiled carelessly, "Okay, don't say it."

Unexpectedly, he made Huo Liming speechless. He had to swallow his heart attack by himself, but he still said harshly, "I'm leaving you here, I'm not believing you in silly."

Ning Wei nodded, "Why, do you want to drive me away?"

Before Huo Liming could speak, she pulled the tail sound and smiled, "It's quite bold, it's a ruthless person."

Huo Liming has never been a good-tempered man. He lowered his eyes and stared at her straightforward and sharply.

Ning Wei accepted his gaze with tranquility and calmness.

After a while, he said lightly: "I know, you are going to do a paternity test."

Huo Liming was stunned for a moment.

Ning Wei had already smashed the wet towel back to his chest, changing his face as quickly as June sky, and switching between warmth and coldness: "Cover me with a bath towel again, you can try it."

Huo Liming narrowed his eyes, and Mr. Huo was the least afraid of being threatened.

He kneaded the towel into a ball, "Just try it, am I afraid of you?"

Ning Wei sneered, "Try it. Next time I meet that little girl, I will ask her if she wants to compete with her sister."

Huo Liming: "What does it mean?"

Ning Wei's tone was innocent and harmless, "I just told her that we were in love with brother and sister."

"Hold!"

On the eighth day of the Chinese New Year, Tong Si Nian finally finished his continuous shift. He was so tired these days that he had four surgeries and felt a little dizzy when driving at night.

Xin Yan made tremella seed soup for him, "Isn't your department recruiting people yet?

How can I bear this?”

"Xiao Zhang went abroad to study for half a month, so he was very busy."

Tong Sinian took over the bowl, "Thank you mom."

After taking a few sips, he asked, "Where is the best?"

"Do your homework in the room."

Xin Yan said: "Your sister hasn't come out all these two days."

Tong Sinian said, "I'll go in and see her later."

"No hurry, drink while it's hot."

Xin Yan pushed Tong Chengwang with her elbow, "Did Professor Xu say that?"

Tong Chengwang was reading the newspaper and pushed the reading glasses on his nose, "Ah?

What?"

Xin Yan was quite impatient, "What, you don't care about your daughter's affairs."

“Oh oh oh.”

Tong Chengwang nodded quickly, then he twitched again, "What's the hurry? Xinxin is only in his second year of high school."

"Is there any hurry to be a senior year?

Professor Xu is well-known in the industry, and many people have tried their best to see him through the back door.

You are so snail-like."

Xin Yan was unhappy when she talked about it. She and her husband had two completely different personalities, one was decisive and the other was gentle and slow to warm up.

Tong Chengwang smiled, "Maybe we want to take another major?"

Xin Yan suddenly became serious, "If you have nothing else, just take the exam for finance."

Tong Chengwang wanted to argue a few more words, but Tong Sinian smoothed out, "Mom, is there any porridge left?

I want to have another bowl.”

Xin Yan suddenly changed his anger, "Yeye, I'll help you."

When the person went to the kitchen and the living room, my son looked at me, and it was a bit meaningful.

Tong Sinian smiled, "Old Tong, do you still want to read the newspaper?"

"Think of it."

"Then say a few less words, my mother will be right."

In the bedroom, the heating at night seemed to be a little bigger, and it was as warm as a small stove with an overheated temperature.

Tong Xin sat at the desk, spread out the test paper two pages, halfway through half an hour ago, and then didn't move a word.

She kept staring at the dark night sky outside the window. Those who didn't know thought that there was a celestial girl who came down to earth, but in fact she didn't even have a moon.

Tong Xin looked at the moon for a long time, suddenly bent down, and reached out to open the drawer on the bottom layer of the desk.

Tong Xin took away the three exercise books at the top, draft paper, and certificate of honor, and finally revealed the two books at the bottom of the drawer... Male Model Magazine.

This magazine is not formal and has no 18-ban content. It is just a hard photo of some foreign male models, and some fashionable outfits that Tong Xin understands.

It is said that Ju Niannian has also subscribed to an annual publication for three years.

Ju Niannian is a bold personality. Once you come to a new issue, you have to share it with Tong Xin.

After turning page by page, Tong Xin can always make a good comment.

"The muscles are too artificial and I've drunk too much protein powder."

"I don't like beards, I look sloppy."

"Can he change his underwear? This pointed and greasy one is very sharp."

Ju Niannian opened her mouth wide and didn't close for a long time. Finally, she winked at her, "Anna Carris, Liulimeng, Xinxinzi's little erotic girl."

Preferring to this kind of thing is inherent in it.

Since childhood, Tong Xin has preferred the formal and regular male aesthetics.

In the second year of junior high school, it was very popular for handsome men and girls to select school grass in private, a top student in the third year of high school, and a top student in the first year of high school.

In the end, the poor student won with his flowing hair and melancholy bangs that covered his eyes.

The girls in the class have three gossip topics that are inseparable from his bangs. They are so charming, mysterious and elegant.

Tong Xin couldn't stand it anymore and sighed and reminded: "In the barber shop at Uncle Xiaoqiang's barber shop at the school gate, it can last for half a day for 35 yuan.

The two of them can still get discounts when they form a group.”

Everyone: "Tsk!"

Tong Xin complained in his heart, what's there to cut?

The young master of the academic master is tall and long, with thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a clean and neat buzz cut, which is much more handsome than the gloomy and scumbag.

Later, the top student was admitted to the National University of Defense Technology, and a photo of his ID in military uniform was also used on the school's honor list.

Tong Xin praised him endlessly, so handsome and pleasing to the eye.

Tong Xin turned the magazine to a certain page, and what caught his eye was a young male model in his 20s, with a naked upper body, under black boxer pants, and a pair of strong and strong legs.

He stepped on the ground barefoot, with a cool and cold expression towards the camera.

Tong Xin stared at him for a long time and poked the male model's face with his fingers, "He is not very handsome."

After saying that, I felt a little against my will. Huo Liming's face was so handsome.

The fingers moved down again and stopped at the male model's Adam's apple.

Tong Xin almost instantly remembered someone's same part.

His fingers were burning and he moved down quickly.

Finally, I stopped on the male model's belly and waist.

Tong Xin was suddenly annoyed, "You can only see it. Taking off your clothes may look loose!"

"Not good-looking at all, not good-looking!"

She talked to herself, venting her anger, trying to calm her unhappiness.

Sister-brother relationship.

Rest in love with brother and brother!

It’s too ignorant to have a sister-brother relationship for just how long I have known each other!

Tong Xin felt so depressed that she didn't hear someone knocking on the door.
To be continued...