Su Ci lay on the seat, stretched out her little hand, and grabbed the boy's clothes: "Brother."

Seeing that her face was a little bad, Lu Jiaxing immediately frowned and ignored the eyes of others and put his forehead on: "Xiao Ci'er, are you sick? Hum?"

He said while touching.

Qiang Wanzi's face turned slightly red, he pushed him away, shook his head, and said softly: "I'm thirsty."

Lu Jiaxing went to ask for hot water without saying a word.

The girl held the cup and drank in small sips.

Lu Jiaxing just looked at people.

Su Ci is beautiful, but when she sees her, she doesn't say she is not good-looking. She looks like a porcelain doll, with skin like milk, and her eyelashes are long and dense.

It looks soft.

Actually, it smells and soft when picked up.

No one knows better than Lu Jiaxing.

Su Ci is his sister, the only one he has seen since childhood.

Lu Jiaxing wants to spoil her for the rest of his life.

As if he had noticed the look he had been looking over, Su Ci raised her gaze, held the cup in her little hand, and tilted her face slightly: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Her porcelain-white face looked a little sick.

In fact, it was even more serious when I was a child. After taking care of my health over the years, I gradually improved.

Lu Jiaxing reached out and touched the girl's forehead.

Question: "Xiao Ci'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Su Ci glanced at the other party, quickly lowered her eyes and said softly: "No, brother."

Lu Jiaxing stared at the person for several times and frowned.

Then he grabbed the man's arm and stood up.

"elder brother?"

Su Ci was a little confused by the boy's movements.

Lu Jiaxing turned slightly, Ying frowned with pretty eyes: "Xiao Ci'er, is anyone telling you that you are not suitable to lie?"

He grabbed the man's arm and said, "Go home with me."

Su Ci looked at the eyes of the classmates around her and pulled people.

"I'm not really sick."

Lu Jiaxing obviously felt that the pulling and pulling was not good, so he sat down directly, as if asking for an explanation.

Those eyes looked over without blinking.

Su Ci looked at the boy's black eyes and pursed her lips. She felt a little embarrassed. She grabbed the person's clothes and whispered: "Brother come here."

Lu Jiaxing had no expression on his face, but he was intimate in public and was uniquely influenced by the girl.

A secret joy emerged from my heart.

He lowered his eyes and looked over, letting people grab him, then lie in his ear, and said nervously with a hurricane: "Porcelain is not sick, it's stomachache."

Lu Jiaxing, a little straight man, didn't hear it for a while.

As soon as he heard someone’s stomachache, he immediately said, “Then I should go home even more. Brother will take you to the infirmary.”

Su Ci opened her eyes wide, stared at the person without turning her eyes, blushing and said, "It's not that stomachache..."

System: "Silly, this straight man is not that careful, you overestimate him."

As expected.

Lu Jiaxing paused for a moment, and then the handsome face appeared in confusion for a moment: "Does it hurt?"

He stared at it a little solemnly.

Su Ci's ears were slightly hot when he saw that the boy still didn't understand, so he had to lie down beside his ear and said softly: "It hurts very much, it's just a little uncomfortable. Brother, don't worry, it will be fine in a few days."

When Lu Jiaxing was talking, the heat reached her skin.
Chapter completed!