Summer Kiss You

[Playboy Turns Back + Chase Wife Crematorium + Sweet Text + Double洁 (both virgin) + HE Ending + Secret Crush Comes True]

When Sang Sui was 15 years old, she came to the Sheng family in Yunj...

Chapter 2 Sister

Chapter 2 Sister

elder brother? !

Zou Jin opened his pupils slightly and looked at Sang Sui.

The girl hugged Sheng Yize's thighs, she was also drunk, her eyes were red, and she looked up at Sheng Yize eagerly.

Zou Jin pointed at Sang Sui, then looked at Sheng Yize and asked cautiously: "Brother Sheng, who is this?"

Sheng Yize's expression clearly didn't change, but he inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

"Brother Jin."

“…”

Don't call me brother!

Sheng Yize smiled: "My sister."

“…”

It's terrible.

Everyone present gasped and looked at each other.

Zou Jin's face froze, and he came forward with a smile: "No, why didn't you tell me earlier... If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have forced you to drink..."

Sheng Yize ignored him and looked down at the girl hugging his thigh, "Do you want to leave?"

Sang Sui blinked his long eyelashes, and after realizing what was happening, he immediately got up from the ground and followed him, staggeringly.

-

Seeing the two people walking away one after the other, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Zou Jin hadn't recovered from his shock yet, "No, isn't Brother Sheng an only child? Where did his sister come from?"

As if seeing someone, Zou Jin grabbed the man's arm and said, "Hey, hey, hey, Chen Yi, you have such a good relationship with Brother Sheng. Do you know something about this? Who is that girl? Is she really Brother Sheng's sister?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled to add insult to injury.

"I don't know the inside story, but what I do know is that you..." He pointed at them one by one, "are dead."

Zou Jin's body arched and he fell backwards.

-

Sang Sui was drunk and walked unsteadily. The man had big steps, and soon there was a distance between them.

She looked at the man's back.

She is tall, with her shirt legs tucked into her trousers, making her back look wide and her waist narrow.

He was dressed in formal attire and looked completely different from the way he usually looked in school. At this moment, he looked more like an upper-class elite who had just returned from a business banquet to attend a friend's birthday party. When facing those women, he looked dissolute and playful.

But towards her, he was cold and indifferent, like a stranger.

Soon, the two walked into the hall.

The man stopped, walked to the sofa next to him and sat down, raising his taut jawline slightly, motioning her to come over.

Sang Sui met his eyes and remembered what he said to her on the day of freshman registration.

"The word 'brother'," he turned around, his straight lips slightly parted, "is not what you should call me."

The implication was that, whether at school or outside, he hoped that they were... strangers.

Sang Sui turned his eyes away, walked to the corner with unsteady steps, hit his head against the wall, curled up into a ball, and chose to face the wall in isolation.

Sheng Yize: "..."

Sheng Yize ignored her and saw Manager Zhang and a boy jogging over.

Manager Zhang glanced at the drunk Sang Sui and said with some concern: "What instructions does Mr. Sheng have?"

The boy ran over quickly and helped Sang Sui up.

The man's eyes turned slightly and fell on the two people: "I will take her away now and tell you something."

"Isn't this bad?" Manager Zhang was frightened. "Mr. Sheng, Sang Sui is our employee. We are responsible for her safety. You are... making it difficult for me."

Sheng Yize looked at Manager Zhang and smiled, "I'm her brother, so I can't take her away?"

"ah?"

Before Manager Zhang could ask in detail, Sheng Yize had already stood up and walked towards the two men.

-

"Sang Sui, are you okay?"

Sang Sui staggered to his feet and looked up.

It’s Zhang Yunchen.

Zhang Yunchen is her classmate.

It had just been a month since school started, and she was not familiar with many people in the class. When Manager Zhang introduced him, she just felt that he looked familiar. Later, when he talked about it, she realized that they were classmates.

"How could those people bully you like this? They gave you so much alcohol!"

After getting drunk, Sang Sui was quite well behaved. He just shook his heavy head, and his voice was soft and alcohol-scented.

"No, they didn't bully me. I broke their wine... I have to compensate..."

Zhang Yunchen sighed, raised his hand to grab her arm, and pretended to put it on his shoulder: "I'll take you home tonight."

"Need not."

A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, but before Zhang Yunchen could react, the man shook his hand off.

Zhang Yunchen was thrown back a step.

He looked up.

The man was very tall, almost half a head taller than him.

He stood there, one hand in his pocket, his eyelashes slightly drooped, his gaze cast upon him with a condescending scrutiny.

Zhang Yunchen looked displeased.

He didn't know this man, but seeing that Manager Zhang had just been servile to him and called him "Master Sheng" in a flattering manner, it was obvious that this man had a noble status and was someone he couldn't afford to offend.

He quickly put away the displeasure on his face and smiled: "Who are you?"

Sheng Yize curled his lips, but the coldness in his eyes was very attractive——

"Her, brother."

-

"Brother?"

Zhang Yunchen was surprised.

Sheng Yize glanced at him, then turned to look at someone who was standing obediently.

"Are you going back?"

Sang Sui raised his eyes and met his.

His eyes were deep beneath his sword-like brows, and his gaze was cold and intimidating.

Sang Sui took a step back, deliberately putting some distance between them.

She didn't want to cause him any trouble.

"Thank you, thank you. I'll go back later..."

My neck suddenly tightened.

He grabbed her collar from behind. Sang Sui turned her head and saw the man's face was terribly gloomy.

Sheng Yize's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the tip of his tongue touched his cheek, his face showing that his patience had already been exhausted.

"trouble."

He carried her straight off the yacht.