Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 436

I put my arms around my chest and blurted out, "Tang Qiuyan, you pervert, what do you want?"

Tang Qiuyan was dumbfounded by my yelling.

My nervous shouts and movements attracted the attention of many people nearby.

I suddenly felt a sense of shame.

I'm such an idiot, why do I keep talking without going through my brain.

Sure enough, Tang Qiuyan said with a slight smile: "I just saw that you are going back late, and the ink garden is far away, and my place is closer. I really didn't think about it, but you, what else do you think about?"

What am I thinking?
"Ahem, I didn't think about anything, that's not it, that's not..."

Wasn't it a conditioned reflex that you molested me several times before?

But I still couldn't say these words.

Now Tang Qiuyan and I have a very pure brother-sister relationship, and I cherish this relationship very much.

Moreover, I have already made up my mind to bury my thoughts in my heart forever.

"That's not what..."

Tang Qiuyan looked at me and asked with a frown.

"Boss, I want another crockpot, a big one." I waved my hand and shouted.

"Aren't you full, why are you still eating?"

Sure enough, I successfully changed the subject of Tang Qiuyan.

"You don't care." I said leisurely.

But in the end I was told "Shu Ji" by Tang Qiuyan.I couldn't move anymore.

Tang Qiuyan scolded me with a smile: "You have committed evil, you cannot live."

But I didn't scold back like I used to.

I lay quietly on Tang Qiuyan's back, thinking about the problem.

I seem to have discovered a secret.

When I was lying on Tang Qiuyan's back to pay at the counter just now, I saw the photo in Tang Qiuyan's wallet.

Zishuang told me that Tang Qiuyan had photos of girls he liked hidden in his wallet.

That's my photo.

Although Zishuang and I look very similar, and the photo of Tang Qiuyan was at least ten years ago.

But I can clearly tell that the person in that photo is indeed me.

It was me who played hide-and-seek with Tang Qiuyan before, hiding behind the curtains in the bedroom.

I remember that I hid for a long time, but Tang Qiuyan didn't find me. I poked my head out secretly, and Tang Qiuyan took a picture of me. It turned out that he was waiting to take a picture of me.

On the screen, my expression was slightly surprised, and seemed to be a little impatient, as if I was complaining why Tang Qiuyan hadn’t found me yet. The curtain was opened a crack, and a beam of sunlight outside hit my face, with a hazy silhouette, That kind of naughty movement made me feel very warm even myself.

Tang Qiuyan actually kept this photo. In fact, we were only six or seven years old at that time, and Tang Qiuyan was not very good at taking pictures, but it was indeed the first photo he took of me.

"Brother, I want to ask you a question?"

"You should still call me Tang Qiuyan. Every time you call me elder brother, I feel terrified in my heart."

"Okay, Tang Qiuyan, I want to ask you a question."

"Tell me." Tang Qiuyan walked with me behind his back in the dark, windy night. Even the moon was not very bright, and he shyly hid behind the black clouds.

There are thick French plane trees on both sides of the road. It is the season when the leaves are green, and they are blown by the evening wind and rustle.

"Why do you have a picture of me in your wallet?"

At the moment, I'm just asking casually.

"You are my most beloved sister, is it strange for me to keep a picture of you by my side?" Tang Qiuyan said very naturally.

Yes, I am his most beloved sister, so it is not surprising to leave a photo.

My old family portrait is still in my wallet now.

However, I can't say it, and I feel a little depressed.

"Tang Qiuyan, you told me before that you have a girlfriend, is it true?"

I remember when he just came back, I told Zishuang that Tang Qiuyan once admitted that he had a girl he liked.

"Just kidding, I've been studying all these years, so I don't have time to meet girls."

I suddenly felt very at ease.

I was lying on Tang Qiuyan's sadness, and a sense of drowsiness swept over me.

My head was a little fuzzy and my voice was low.

"Tang Qiuyan, do you... like me?" I seem to hear myself asking him this.

Tang Qiuyan seemed to laugh, then turned to look at me, and said to me in an extremely doting tone: "Nonuo, of all the people in this world, of course you are my favorite."

I remember laughing and feeling like I was having this sweetest dream.

I don't quite understand what Tang Qiuyan's liking here represents, does it have a little bit of love? I didn't think about how contradictory his words were with the ones that forced me to leave before, but I still felt very satisfied.

Tang Qiuyan, you must remember what you said to me today, even if one day we can no longer be together like now, and we can't see each other often, I still hope that I will still be the most special person in your heart.

The next day is the whole school performance of Romeo and Juliet.

I was very nervous.

I don't know why I suddenly became so nervous, I always feel a strange premonition.

I was fine last night, but I don't think I'm someone who would get nervous when I play a school play.

Originally, I had to shoot the rehearsal in the morning and the second half of the rehearsal, which I didn't come to in the evening, but it was temporarily canceled because there were too many programs and there was not enough time for rehearsal.

The drama teacher also seemed a little worried. The show was about to start without even rehearsing a complete rehearsal. However, she seemed to be very convinced of the tacit understanding between Tang Qiuyan and me.

The only thing he was worried about was the kiss scene that caused Qingqing to quit, whether we could perform the feeling he wanted.

From time to time, he also enlightened us to invest in true feelings.

I don't think Tang Qiuyan will really kiss me by then, even though I have been kissed by him before.

But every time when he is unconscious, now that I am her sister, I don't think he wants our relationship as before to be reconciled with difficulty, but also mixed with some inexplicable ambiguity.

(End of this chapter)