"Brother Su Li was helpless to the elder brother of the original owner. She said in a hurry: "you misunderstood me. I'm not that kind of relationship with Li Lin!"

"Don't explain!" Fang qinghang waved his hand with a sad smile on his face. "Sister, brother is not such a conservative and rigid person. If you fall in love with others, how can you not tell your brother?"

"You really misunderstood me! Ah Lin and I are not in love... " Su Li supported her forehead and collapsed.

"Dear, sister, I tell you, facts speak louder than words. Brother has seen it. You two came out of a room. There is no such thing as chatting with a quilt these days. " Fang qinghang wiped his face and sighed, "don't worry, brother, don't do anything about beating mandarin ducks..."

Me, Japan!

The collapse on Su Li's face almost overflows. Who can tell her why she is so arrogant, the little swan is generally square and light jade, and her brother is this kind of magical painting style! This is not a brother, clearly is a playwright!

"All right, all right. Stop playing." Su Li helpless, a face of vicissitudes, "hurry down to eat breakfast."

"Sister, I have already eaten it." Fangqing waterway.

"Then eat it again!" I can't bear to eat his breakfast. I'm afraid to go up and down the stairs

Li Lin nodded and followed. Although they played together all these years, Fang qinghang was different from other children since he was a child. He had a lot of brain circuit problems and was a playwright, so they didn't play together later. In this way, I haven't seen him for three or four years. Fang qinghang, now in her twenties, still has so much drama.

Su Li has three servants here, and these three are decathlon type, especially in the aspect of food, one person can have a kind of cuisine, which can meet her food needs in many ways.

Today's breakfast is more abundant than ever. Chinese style soybean milk, fried dough sticks and steamed stuffed bun porridge, Hong Kong Style morning tea, western style milk bread sandwich

Su Li pressed Fang qinghang on the chair and said very gently, "brother, eat you quickly, eat more."

Fang qinghang looks distressed. He is very thin and doesn't eat much. He came here after eating. He was full. How can he eat again now. But his dear sister, who had already filled him with a bowl of porridge, and then kindly brushed his favorite peanut butter on the cheese, and then fed it to his mouth more kindly.

What did you eat from my sister?

Of course, kneel down to eat!

Fang qinghang a bitter tears, in the silent oppression of his sister, ate the usual breakfast ordered two meals, successfully ate himself into a paralysis, can not get up that kind.

"Alas -" Fang qinghang felt aggrieved.

After breakfast, Li Lin has left this place of right and wrong to go to the company. The servants have removed the dishes and cleaned them up. There are only Fang qinghang, who is lying on the sofa with his stomach covered, and Su Li, who is cutting apples with a fruit knife beside him.

Fang qinghang's eyes were attracted by the way she cut the apple. Her fingers were beautiful, slender and white, and her knife skill was very good, and the skin was not broken at the end. But "Sister I really can't eat any more. Please let it go. "

If you eat another apple, Fang qinghang will feel that he will become a person who is supported to death, and then he will become a laughing stock in the family circle.

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