Self-guided daily life after rebirth

"Even if it's a younger sister, as long as she has love, it's fine—not to mention that she's not a biological sister, and there is no blood relationship within three generations. If you want to get married, you just need to make sure that you are not under the same household registration...Is there a problem?"

"...It seems that there is nothing wrong with it?"

"Isn't that enough?" Su Tong spread his hands calmly, "What's more, the two of us knew each other before our fathers knew each other. The words we insisted on came first, but the relationship between our two children and the behind-the-scenes The parents of the two single-parent families also had fate."

"Is that so?"

"if not?"

"..."

Zhou Baijin and Li Chen looked at each other in blank dismay, and wiped the cold sweat off their brows at the same time.

Instead, Su Tong was amused:

"No, I'm quite calm as the person involved, why put it on you two passers-by, why are you two so nervous?"

Li Chen laughed awkwardly:

"Well...Although I did hear that there was such a thing about falling in love with my sister...But at most, everyone just said hilariously. In fact, they would never do it. After all, it is unethical...But since the same Brother, you and your sister have known each other earlier, and there is no blood relationship, so there is nothing wrong with being together."

Two-dimensional copper smelting, I will lead the charge, and three-dimensional copper smelting, I will kick to death?

live well.

But it is true.

Some red lines must not be challenged, still less crossed.

Su Tongpo was a little dumbfounded:

"Come on, I know some things better than you...Anyway, the situation between me and the eldest lady is more complicated. If you are really interested, I don't mind sharing it..."

Then it was ruthlessly rejected.

"No, no, no!"

Li Chen wished he could reach out and plug Su Tong's mouth:

"Brother Tong, just shut up, we single dogs are provoking whoever we are, no matter how we lie on the ground, we can get shot in the knee... Don't give out dog food, Bai Jin and I have just eaten enough, we are full !"

Su Tong shrugged, but didn't say any more.

But the young genius Zhou Baijin discovered a blind spot.

Ah reached out and patted Li Chen's shoulder, then leaned forward again, winking:

"Brother Tong doesn't talk about it. Today, when I mentioned this issue, I remembered the honest and honest expression on Brother Tong's face standing next to my sister when we had dinner two days ago, plus the club issue I just mentioned..."

Li Chen understood in seconds, and his expression became subtle immediately. He turned his head to look at Su Tong, and asked tentatively:

"Ah...Brother Tong, you are...a strict wife, right?"

"..."

Grass!

(abuse)

[To be continued]

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I feel like I want to make the silly roe deer more aggressive...

ヽ（o?ωo? ）ゝ

Chapter 30 Name

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Su Tong arranged the four people including him in the whole dormitory clearly - a family should be neat and orderly, and of course no one should be missing when starting a club.

Brother 414 is also willing to join Su Tong's club.

Even though the name "University Student Promotion Society gets up at seven o'clock every day" sounds evil, but the tacit understanding between the men made them ignore those things that don't need to be cared about.

Happy is over.

After confirming the members of the club and the management plan, Su Tong hurriedly pulled out the razor, shaved in front of the mirror in front of the washstand, adjusted his hair a little, and picked up a coat from the hanger to put on:

"Come on, you guys just wait here. Father, let's take a stroll to the club management center, and I promise to bring you good news!"

Then they got insulted in unison:

"Good son, go slowly, the old fathers are waiting for you!"

Anyway, no matter how many people there are in the boys' dormitory, there is always a wonderful relationship-everyone wants to be everyone else's old dad.

Sometimes the relationship between father and son is reversed wonderfully, but no matter how it is reversed, everyone has both the identity of an old father and a good son.

We often refer to this phenomenon as…

Schrödinger's father-son relationship in the male bedroom.

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The club management center is in the office building, not too close to the men's dormitory.

Su Tong trotted over while thinking about the route to get there.

The air is cool in the late autumn afternoon.

Su Tong thought that the weather would be suitable for sports, and the school's autumn sports meeting would be held soon, so he could sign up for a few games according to his strengths.

After all, insisting on running is one of the few habits he has been praised by the eldest lady.

Soon to the office building.

There is no detailed map guide in the lobby on the first floor, and all Su Tong knows is that the management center is in this teaching building.

but it does not matter.

Even if he didn't know where the management center was, at least he could ask.

Su Tong looked left and right, planning to ask a teacher or a classmate—at this moment, footsteps sounded from the corner of the stairs in front of him.

He raised his head subconsciously.

It's a senior.

He looks handsome and dignified, with a high ponytail and high heels, walking slowly down the stairs.

As far as outfits are concerned, the whole body is only black and white, capable and refreshing.

During the two months of exercising in the club, Su Tong has already learned to judge the grade of women's clothing through tailoring design -- and the schoolgirl's whole body clothing in front of him has a faint sense of fashion and luxury.

Eighty percent are children of rich families.

Don't mind his business.

Anyway, just asking for directions.

Su Tong immediately put on a polite smile, took a step forward, bowed his head slightly, and said hello:

"Hello, senior."

The woman who had just stepped onto the ground of the first floor paused, raised her head, and smiled like a spring breeze on her face:

"Are you a freshman... Hello, junior, can you help me?"

Su Tongxin said that this seemingly expensive senior is actually quite easy to get along with.

Then ask:

"Sister, do you know where the club management center of our school is?"

The woman nodded with a smile:

"Well, it's on the third floor."

She paused at this point, then suddenly thought of something, and added:

"I just remembered that I just happened to have something to go to the management center, how about this, just drop in, I'll take you there."

Su Tong didn't think too much, just smiled and nodded:

"That's troublesome, senior."

The woman smiled and waved her hands:

"You're welcome, come with me."

After that, she turned around and led the way upstairs.

Su Tong also followed behind.

The heels of the high-heeled shoes hit the tiled surface of the stairs, and the crisp sound of "da da da" lingered in my ears.

Su Tong was four steps behind, walked to the right, and stared at the senior's feet—it wasn't because he suddenly turned into a colorist, but because his mind was full of "Wearing high heels and walking up the stairs, are you sure you won't fall?" Such a strange question.

But the woman's steps are always stable and consistent, with a strange sense of rhythm, which can be heard endlessly.

He also finally gave up the weird thoughts in his head.

Just at this moment, the senior's slightly hoarse voice sounded in my ears:

"Speaking of which, junior, why are you going to the club management center? Did you miss the recruitment during the previous military training?"

"No," Su Tong shook his head, "It's about creating a new society, so go to the management center to see if there are any materials you need to prepare."

"New club?"

"Ah."

"Sister, can I take the liberty to ask what club it is?"

"..."

This is somewhat embarrassing.

Su Tong didn't think about introducing his club to strangers at this time... But thinking about it, it will be a matter of time anyway, and there is always a first or first experience in life.

He simply closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and said:

"Society... The name of the club is the Promotion Society for College Students Getting Up at [-]:[-] every day, referred to as the Wake-Up Club. Our goal is to have no moths... Ah, no, it is to go to bed early and get up early to be healthy."

But Ah suddenly thought of the two catchphrases that the eldest lady casually teased back then-eating meat every day will not make you fat, and going to prostitutes every day will make you fit.

I almost said bald mouth.

The senior sister didn't notice this, but her tone was somewhat playful:

"Wake-up club, that's pretty good. It just so happens that college students generally stay up all night these days. When there is no class in the morning, they often sleep until midnight before getting up. Your wake-up club just fills the vacancy in the school at this point, turning the instinctively disgusting get-up into a A kind of spontaneous and active activity of brainstorming, which directly promotes the improvement of learning efficiency and the development of good living habits... not bad."

She didn't turn her head when she said this.

Su Tong gave Lei a hard time.

God is pitiful, when he said that he wanted to start this wake-up club, he was just joking around, and the explanations he gave to the eldest lady at that time were all serious and nonsense-now when he meets this senior girl with a clear mind, he unexpectedly I don't know how to refute.

You know it as soon as you open your mouth, it's an old bureaucratic accent.

He thought in his heart that this woman was so terrifying that he must not stay.

But the stairs in front of them were abrupt and gentle - before they knew it, they had already reached the third floor.

The senior led him to turn right, walked past several offices, and finally stopped in front of the room with the sign of "Community Management Center".

"arrive."

she says.

Su Tong was startled, then nodded:

"Anyway, thank you senior for bringing me here."

The woman shook her head:

"I also said before that you're welcome... well, that's enough for the polite words. Aren't you going to ask about the establishment of a new club? Why don't you ask?"

Speaking of this, what did Su Tong think of, and asked casually:

"By the way, senior sister, don't you have something to deal with, ladies first, or you come first?"

The senior sister smiled lightly: