"Who is your brother?" Wen Zhilu let go of her and emphasized with a sour face, "We are just neighbors. My last name is Wen, and your last name is Yan. We are not related in any way."
"Tsk, are you so afraid of having anything to do with me?" Yan Yuning pressed the deformed bundle in her hand into his arms.
They have known each other since they were toddlers. No, it should be said that they have known each other since they were in cradles.
He is three months younger than her and she is the youngest in her family, so she treats Wen Zhilu the same way her brothers and sisters treat her.
She discovered that she had a younger brother who followed her obediently and called her sister, but later on, the word "sister" became Yan Yuning, Yan Yuning.
Ever since Wen Zhilu called her Yan Yuning for the first time, she never heard him call her sister again.
Later, she and Xia Xia analyzed the situation and came to the conclusion that Wen Zhilu was unwilling to call her sister because of the three-month age difference.
Because there are many people who call their children brother or sister when they are young, but when they grow up and the age gap is not big, they will call them by their names.
Just like her, she would occasionally call her brother Yan Jingzhi.
The boy took off his sunglasses, and his playful eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm not afraid, but it depends on what the relationship is."
Yan Yuning curled her lips and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to go to the hotel to rest before eating?"
Wen Zhilu put his arm on her shoulders, a half smile on his lips, "I'm not tired, let's go eat first."
"Luggage." Seeing that Wen Zhilu had no intention of going back to get the suitcase, Yan Yuning slapped his hand away, ran back a few steps, and grabbed the suitcase he had left behind.
Wen Zhilu took a few steps back while holding Yan Yuning. He tried to hold Yan Yuning's hand with his free right hand, but Yan Yuning dodged his hand and taught her a lesson, "Men and women are different. You should be more careful in the future. If someone misunderstands you, I'll have to explain myself."
Especially if Xuan Yanyu misunderstood me, I would be furious.
What Yan Yuning didn't know was that Pei Shuluo and Pei Shunian, who came to the exit of the international flight hall to pick up Pei Shutong and her boyfriend, saw the scene just now and were hesitating whether to send the video they took to Xuan Yanyu.
Wen Zhilu chuckled and said leisurely, "What's there to explain? The fact that they misunderstood us means we really don't look like a good match."
"What nonsense! You're not afraid of misunderstanding, but I'm afraid of being misunderstood."
"Yan Yuning?" The boy's eyes were filled with roguery, and he said, "Just because we slept in the same bed..."
"Stop, that's you taking a photo of the sky. My mother was carrying me to your house. Aunt Lu wanted us to take a photo together, so she put you and me on the same bed."
Although she grew up with Wen Zhilu, her parents would never let her stay at other people's homes except at her eldest and second uncles' homes, no matter how close their relationship was. The only exception was Xuan Yanyu's family.
She guessed that it was because Qi spoke about Ranran on behalf of Aunt Xuan, and since Aunt Xuan was at home every day, her mother felt at ease to let her stay at Aunt Xuan's house to accompany her.
Even so, I sent her messages three or four times a day.
She and Wen Zhilu were not like the childhood sweethearts in novels who would stay at each other's homes, or whose parents wanted them to be together. Not at all. Her mother and father would never say that.
Even if Uncle Wen and Aunt Lu brought it up jokingly, Mom and Dad would either jokingly brush it off or directly express their attitude, saying they would talk about it when the child grows up.
They didn't make decisions for the children, at most they just gave some suggestions. Later, Uncle Wen and Aunt Lu stopped talking about it.
Besides, she and Wen Zhilu didn't mean that.
Wen Zhilu had someone she liked. She remembered it clearly a year ago. On May 20th, he bought a bouquet of roses with a greeting card on it. She couldn't help but pick it up and look at it.
Eh~ So affectionate, so corny. She had asked Wen Zhilu at the time, but he didn't tell her who she was and ran away with her in his arms. She guessed he went there to confess his feelings, but it didn't seem to work out.
Wen Zhilu's lips curled up into a smile, "Isn't that also a bed?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Yan Yuning dragged the suitcase forward, speaking in a long and slow tone, "When your girlfriend gets jealous in the future, you'll be obedient."
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