Chapter 138
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An Xiaxia's face immediately turned red.
That bastard! Devil! Jerk!
How dare he tease her about this!
She tried to kill Sheng Yize with her glare and glared at him for a long time.
Unfortunately, this trick did not work on Sheng Yize. Instead, she shrunk back under the covers in embarrassment. Her face was so hot that it could fry an egg!
Fortunately, Sheng Yize did not mean to bully her. He teased her for a while and left.
Hearing that there was no more movement, An Xiaxia carefully poked her head out from under the covers, grabbed a pack of sanitary napkins and rushed to the bathroom.
After cleaning herself up, she climbed back onto the bed and stared blankly at the thermos that Sheng Yize bought for her.
When she thought about it, she did not hate Sheng Yize as much anymore.
She used to like Rong Che and followed the trend to badmouth Sheng Yize on Weibo. After so many times, she started to hate him.
However, ever since she met Sheng Yize in real life, her impression of him changed bit by bit.
Even though he was mean at times, she thought that Sheng Yize was a good person most of the time.
And that kiss … Was it a joke or a serious one?
An Xiaxia's head hurt from thinking about it. She massaged her forehead and covered herself with the covers to sleep.
When she woke up, it was already late at night.
The room was very quiet. Only a table lamp was turned on, giving off a dim yellow light.
There was a note under the lamp.
She picked it up and saw that it was written by Sheng Yize.
'The rice is in the pot. Sleep early after eating.'
His tone was cold and emotionless. However, his handwriting was strong and forceful.
An Xiaxia pouted and walked to the kitchen. Sure enough, there was porridge in the rice cooker.
She scooped a bowl and drank a few mouthfuls. A hazy figure walked out from the shadows, scaring An Xiaxia so much that she almost dropped the bowl.
"Who is it?"
"It's me." An Xiaxia heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the cold voice.
"Brother, you scared me! Why are you in the kitchen in the middle of the night instead of sleeping? "An Xiaxia patted her chest.
An Yibei snatched the bowl of porridge from her hands and drank two mouthfuls. He asked sharply, "You don't have to be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Tell me, what have you done?"
An Xiaxia shook her head. "I didn't!"
An Yibei stared at her for a moment and smiled. "Are you going to participate in next year's music festival? It seems like you haven't touched the zither for a long time. Do you want to waste it? "
An Xiaxia scratched her head and thought about it carefully. She had indeed been slacking off for a long time.
"I'll practice hard starting tomorrow." She promised in a low voice. An Yibei seemed to have thought of something all of a sudden. He smiled gently at An Xiaxia. "I heard that your phone died a heroic death. I have a present for you. "
An Xiaxia's eyes lit up as she looked at An Yibei expectantly.
Sob sob sob, her brother must have been so kind as to buy her a new phone!
An Yibei smiled as he tossed a phone to An Xiaxia.
"You're welcome. You can call me Lei Feng." An Yibei held back his laughter.
An Xiaxia's expectant expression turned ashen.
Who could tell her what the hell was with this Nokia that was comparable to a brick?
She casually pressed a button to turn on the screen, and the kitchen was filled with the sound of a shoddy stereo.
"T-this isn't an old-fashioned computer, is it …" An Xiaxia was on the verge of tears.
"Bingo!" An Yibei smiled like a sly old fox. "It suits you so well, my dear sister. Goodnight."
He waved at An Xiaxia and left proudly.
An Xiaxia looked up at the sky and cried.
What should I do with a badass brother? I'm waiting online!
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