After rebirth, I have an extra sister

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"So... what does it feel like?"

"what…!?"

After an exclamation, An Ting saw a black line on his forehead, and he was a little sleepy at first, but suddenly he got excited, sat up, and crazily complained: "Song Ci, why didn't I find out before, you can't be old Si Ji, right?"

Of course, the old Si Ji here is not the kind with real guns and live ammunition, thinking that Song Ci would secretly watch small movies at home, or even the DIY kind.

In anyone's eyes, Song Ci is that kind of super serious girl and good student.

Shouldn't there be such a contrast?

It's really amazing.

Feeling An Ting's shock, Song Ci sat up straight and faced An Ting, excitedly said: "I'm not what you think, I'm just curious, An Ting, I'm going to be 16 soon! I'm not an ignorant little girl, and I'm not a non-human being. I'm a normal girl. Is it wrong for me to be curious?"

Speaking of this, Song Ci was quite excited and pressed her hands on her chest, she was not wearing the underwear.

With this press, the outline is clearly visible.

Judging by the faint shadow area, it has grown a bit compared to three months ago.

"Forehead…"

An Ting seemed to understand what the girl meant, and was embarrassed.

Due to the rebirth and return, the heart is a 29-year-old soul. Although occasionally restrained by a 15-year-old body, it produces some adolescent throbbing, but overall, it is still slower than most of its peers.

He seems to have overlooked... the changes in adolescent girls.

Song Ci is not the kind of iceberg beauty that exists in novels, she is not an unmarriageist, nor is she gay, she is just a proud cold one.

She is just a little special prospective high school student.

As I said before, she is a precocious girl who has a vague outline of her future partner. The subtext in the interim is—this person yearns for love.

When you reach puberty, you will be more or less curious.

It's a rare opportunity, so I ask.

Song Ci blushed more than once, and it was the first time that she blushed like this.

long silence.

An Ting scratched his face, and replied with a strange tone and tone: "Song Ci, it's not that I don't want to answer you, but...it doesn't make sense for me to answer you."

"Why doesn't it make sense?"

"I am male…"

Song Ci: "."

You, a woman, asked me what it feels like to be a boy doing that kind of thing. Can you understand me?

At this moment, Song Ci realized that he had committed a crime, and his whole body collapsed. He snatched the quilt beside him with one hand, and shrunk in like a dead dog.

"Pfft hahaha."

At this moment, An Ting looked at the quilt in front of him, couldn't help laughing, and smiled brightly. He didn't expect the adolescent girl's reaction to be so cute.

After a while, Song Ci poked his head out from under the quilt, looked at An Ting with resentful eyes, and cursed: "Scumbag, out-and-out scumbag! It's an honor to be 15 years old, isn't it!?"

An Ting raised his hands, suppressed a smile and said, "I won't do it in the future."

After rebirth, An Ting has little interest in love, at least for the time being, it will not involve personal emotional issues.

He originally wanted to cleanse himself and explain that this body is still very pure, but this strand of 29-year-old soul does not seem to allow him to explain.

"but…"

"But what?" An Ting asked.

In the next second, Song Ci sorted out her emotions and came out from the bed. She was wearing a quilt, and Neiba was sitting on the mat with a strand of hair hanging from the corner of her mouth. She said in an unintelligible tone, "But... this is not entirely a bad thing."

"What do you mean?"

"An Ting, it's not a bad thing that you are not the first time. This way I can guarantee that I will not have feelings for you." As she spoke, the girl's eyes were warm and she smiled, with a trace of relief hidden in her smile.

It's not a fake release, but a genuine release.

I said before that I was on guard against myself, because she knew that the sibling relationship brought about by her mother's remarriage did not necessarily kill all possibilities; now there is another hurdle, and she is completely at ease.

Song Ci is a perfectionist, she can't bear the impurity of the other half, since An Ting is no longer, then completely put an end to the unlikely situation.

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An Ting was stunned for a while, then also smiled.

"That's how it is."

An Ting didn't express any objection, maybe this is the most suitable relationship for us - half-sister and half-brother.

The bickering between the two lasted until twelve o'clock.

When lying down again.

The rain outside the window has stopped, and the wind has stopped.

The thunder thanked, the rain cloud passed, the moonlight came out,

Just when a white moonlight fell on the young man beside him, Song Ci couldn't help but look over. There was only half of the moonlight, and the rest were shadows.

"Good night, brother Anting."

"Well, good night, Sister Song Ci."

……

In the blink of an eye.

The time came to mid-July, which was the wedding day of Papa An and Aunt Song.

The troublesome typhoon has passed, and a bright summer is ushering in.

In fact, it is not only the wedding of An Ting and Aunt Song, but also the banquet of An Ting and Song Ci's entrance examination.

A few days ago, Father An reserved two tables for An Ting and Song Ci, and said, "I originally wanted to hold the school entrance banquet and the wedding ceremony separately, but it seemed too much trouble, so I decided to put them together. I reserved two tables for you, and you invited your classmates and friends. If there are not enough seats, you can add more!"

Papa Ann showed a heroic spirit.

"Oh..." The boy and the girl said in unison.

An Ting and Song Ci are classmates. They have been in the same class for many years. The classmates are basically the same group of people, so it is quite convenient to invite them.

And... I would like to take this opportunity to disclose one thing - Song Ci and I are already siblings.

By the way, clarify the love scandal before the high school entrance examination.

Then, Song Ci will move back to live.

Closer to home.

There is still a difference from the young people’s wedding you imagine. After all, it is a second marriage of a middle-aged person. There are no such messy things as picking up a bride and having a wedding room.

Official announcement!

For this wedding, An's family has contracted a barber shop and restaurant.

The barber shop is a time-honored shop in the town, located on Zhenzhong Street, where basically every local has had their hair cut.

Adults and children act separately.

Aunt Song and Papa An got their hair done in the morning, and after lunch, a make-up artist from a bridal shop in Nancheng District came to serve and was busy; while An Ting and Song Ci went to the barber shop after lunch.

It has always been said that An Ting's hair is long and messy, it's time to take care of it.

01:30 in the afternoon.

Song Ci drove Anting to the barber shop on a motorcycle, um...that's right, Song Ci drove Anting to the barber shop. Today, girls are very accepting of motorcycles.

There is one thing to say, Song Ci may have been depressed for too long, and she has always had a tendency to turn bad. It is not really bad, but the degree of rebellion. The pleasure of riding a motorcycle makes her very comfortable.

Of course, it is also related to the temperature in summer. The temperature in July in the south is above 35°C. Only on the premise of having a motorcycle, the idiot chooses to hike.

Because it is already reserved, you can start cutting when you enter the store and sit down.

Who still remembers the setting at the beginning, An Ting had dyed her hair blond, and was dragged out to have it cut on the first day of the second semester of the third year of junior high school. In fact, it was dyed here.

The boss is a fashionable woman who knows the An family father and son, and she was very casual when she came up, saying: "Your parents have booked the place today, if you only cut your hair, it may be very bad."

The rent is a fixed fee, and within today, no matter whether you cut it alone or dye it, the fee will be the same.

When she was a child, Song Ci had her hair done during the Spring Festival. It was very common for little girls to tie it into a very interesting princess head, and then sprinkled fluorescent powder, blingbling.

I have never tried the serious blowing, drawing, dyeing and ironing.

At this moment, she was actually a little moved, but also a little hesitant.

An Ting on the side imitated the domineering president, pointed at Song Ci, and said directly: "Dress her up as the most beautiful girl in the world."

Song Ci rolled her eyes and said, "Disgusting."

An Ting stopped making trouble, and said seriously: "If you are afraid, then don't dye your hair, straighten it or curl it..."

"Hmm..." Song Ci thought that what An Ting said was very reasonable. Dyeing hair is really not good, and you have to dye it back before school starts, but straightening or curling it is still no problem.

Unexpectedly, An Ting also knew that dyeing hair is not good.

Unexpectedly.

In the next second, An Ting and the proprietress said coolly, "Sister, iron it for me, and dye it with grandma gray by the way, the coolest kind."

Song Ci: "."

　Say two things.

　　First thing, this volume is coming to an end; second thing, the book may be on the shelves

　　
　
(End of this chapter)