C8 Loving each other

"Didn't you change Xiao Feng's bed? "It's alright. Let's wait for him to do something weird before we start a meeting to settle it, alright?" Father coughed and said.

It wasn't that he didn't want to care, it was that he couldn't!

"This is bad!" How can you be so irresponsible? " Han Sifeng immediately jumped up, agitated.

What does "strange behavior" mean? Why did it sound so creepy?

"Mhmm, let's do it like this. When you've passed your eighteenth birthday, I won't allow him to take a step into your room." The mother immediately patted her daughter on the shoulder, a serious expression on her face.

Then, as if she thought of something, her mother added, "Xiao Yun is used to sleeping with you at night. You are siblings, a family in love, sleeping together is very normal. Furthermore, I gave you two such a big bed, but nothing happened, right?"

A loving family... So sleeping together was very normal, but they were teenagers!

If word were to spread out, how could she possibly get married?

Wuuu, wuu, and when you turn eighteen … Although Han Sifeng will be seventeen next year, strictly speaking, he hasn't had his sixteenth birthday yet. How long will he suffer?

If the future prince were to find out that she was sleeping in the same bed as her younger brother before the age of 18, she would definitely be ruthlessly abandoned.

"No way, no way! Absolutely not! " Han Sifeng frantically shook his head. It was as if he could see Qin Yao rejecting her after receiving such a message …

"Feng, how can you be so willful? Xiao Yun relies on you, you know. If you were so heartless, you would definitely strike a blow to his small heart, making him feel indifferent towards you. Furthermore, you can't blame all of this on him, it's you … " Father sighed. There really was no other way. They really wanted to solve this problem, but unfortunately, after all these years, they were still unable to find a solution to it.

"Then bring him to bed!" Interrupting his father's persuasive words, Han Sifeng looked towards his mother and said, "Let his mother take him to bed."

"Didn't I want to take your father to bed?" Mom did not even blink as she hugged my shoulders and said with a smile, "Alright, then should I negotiate with Xiao Yun again?"

"I want to stay at school!" Han Sifeng looked at his mother's fox-like smile and knew that this negotiation would definitely end in failure.

"No way!" This time, they said the same thing at the same time.

"Why?"

The school is very close to home, moreover, how can a dormitory be as good as a home?" Mom still had a smile on her face, but her tone was firm. "Haven't you heard the ghost story of those girls' dormitories? A timid person like you has to worry about a hand in the toilet at night...

"Mom!" The hair on Han Sifeng's back was about to stand on end.

It was all Han Muyun's fault for forcing her to watch some terrifying movie, like "Girl's dormitory". After watching it, her heart sank.

"What other good friends, back to back …"

"Mom!" When Han Sifeng heard this, he felt cold air rise from his back.

This was also a ghost story that Han Muyun told her. He probably said that if a person died, they wouldn't be able to find him. Afterwards, his classmates would hear someone say "good friend, back to back" every night, and then realize … The dead man is under his bed...

Amitabha, the evil spirit dispersed!

"Alright, alright, stop scaring Feng Xiao, look at how scared she is!" His father lightly glanced at his own wife. Xiao Yun had completely inherited his mother's belly. In comparison, Xiao Feng was as white as a piece of paper. "Xiao Feng, go make me a cup of tea …"

"Little Feng, help Mom peel an apple later …" Mom said with a smile.

The incident of being in the same bed, yet again, was evaded just like that.

Fortunately, school started very quickly, and the high school life I was looking forward to finally arrived.

However, before the start of the school, Han Muyun's behavior became more and more abnormal. Not only did he urge her to go even further, he even put on a smug face, as if Han Sifeng owed him 1.8 million.

Han Sifeng still didn't understand what he did wrong. Every day, he would carefully deal with this active volcano, afraid that he would suddenly erupt and wait for school to open on the day of school …

From far away, Lute Yin saw Han Sifeng, who was carrying a backpack as he stood foolishly by the door, counting the seats.

This time, she didn't wear the old school uniform, but instead changed to the clothes that Huiming High had ordered for them in advance.

Not only did Huiming High School become famous for their strict teaching, they also became open-minded and open-minded. Their reputation for following the pace of the times had attracted a large number of students. Just from the design of the school uniform, it could be seen that.

Unlike most of the school uniforms, Huiming Senior High's girls' uniforms were of a strict color and had a youthful, fluttering atmosphere. They were very pure and sweet.

At least, Han Sifeng was wearing this school uniform with a ponytail that matched his fair and tender face.

Han Sifeng finally found his seat.

When she saw her tablemate, she was stunned.

That's not … The skinny boy he saw on the basketball court last time?

That's right, it was Loysien. They were actually at the same table.