Lu Youyou suddenly raised her eyes and saw Zhao Donglai walking in. She hadn't seen him for almost a month, and he seemed to have gotten a little darker.
When she returned home for the New Year, she told her mother that she had a boyfriend.
Her mother asked her a lot of questions about her boyfriend, and she told her one by one. Her mother didn't object, but asked her to have time to bring her boyfriend to her grandparents for approval, as summer vacation was about to start.
"Please help me take the book back to the dormitory."
My roommate agreed.
"long......"
The two walked out of the library together, and Zhao Donglai continued to speak, "Tudan, come to Kyoto to play after taking the college entrance examination."
"The college entrance exam is coming up so soon?"
My future sister-in-law and future brother-in-law have both come to Kyoto.
"I'm taking the college entrance exam early this year. Get on board."
This bicycle belongs to my sister-in-law, and Comrade Ling takes good care of it.
"I can go home for the New Year this year." Another meaning of Zhao Donglai's words is: Can I go home with you to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law?
But he said this in a subtle way.
As the two were talking, they soon arrived at the second courtyard.
"Brother, Youyou, come and eat watermelon."
It’s still early, so we’ll have to wait a while before going out to eat.
Ling Yunshan went to the cake shop with Ling Yunhui to help out and was not at home.
"Tudan, go get some ice cream for your sister Youyou to cool her down."
Lu Youyou didn't even recognize that the young man was her uncle?
It's only been a year and a half, right?
Not only had this person grown taller, but there seemed to be some other changes as well, so she didn't recognize him.
"Sister Youyou..."
"You've changed so much, I didn't recognize you."
Zhao Xibei touched his hair and said, "My sister took me to buy clothes and got my hair cut yesterday. I also feel that my hair has changed after being cut."
Zhao Xibei looks a little handsome and sunny now.
"Youyou, what do you want to eat? Your future uncle is treating?"
Zhao Xibei looked at his elder brother. He still had some money on him, but was that little money enough?
"It's my treat."
Zhao Jiaojiao suddenly said, "Whoever is the most powerful here will treat us."
After saying this, Zhao Donglai snorted coldly, "Then someone really wants to treat us."
Isn’t it the eldest brother who is treating us?
Ling Yunrui is the biggest?
Zhao Jiaojiao looked at Ling Yunrui with confusion on her face; How come you are the oldest?
Meeting the object's questioning eyes, he said, "Brother, I am younger than you. I was born in the winter month."
"My eldest brother was born in May and celebrated his birthday next to my sister."
Zhao Donglai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Your Dongyue?"
"Brother, this is really true. We celebrated his birthday last winter."
Maybe he had never celebrated his birthday before, so when she celebrated his birthday, he was stunned and started crying. He said that he had not celebrated his birthday for many years because his birthday was the day his father died.
It was originally his treat, but in the end it was turned over to him.
Seeing that it was getting late, a few people went out.
Zhao Jiaojiao was holding an umbrella. It was really hot at noon in June.
"Brother Ling, my sister is just spoiled."
Zhao Jiaojiao, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Xibei, "Xiaobei, don't think you said bad things about me. I didn't hear you. You are not allowed to eat my ice cream tonight. That was bought for me by my boyfriend."
Do you have to have such sensitive ears?
"Is it great that you have a partner?"
"It's really amazing. You'll understand when you find a partner."
Seeing Zhao Jiaojiao's proud look, Ling Yunrui smiled.
This scene happened to be seen by Zhao Donglai. In his impression, Ling Yunrui always had a gloomy face and never smiled. But now this smiling man was still the expressionless and taciturn man. When they stood together, could anyone ignore him?
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