Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Where are your comics?"

"Comics? There has been no update since the third year of junior high school." Xiaoling shook her head, "Now I'm going back to practicing the basics of art on a daily basis."

"Huh? Why? Didn't I help you solve the dispute last time?" I was a little curious.

"Doesn't my sister do live broadcasts either?" Xiaoling asked back.

"I'm already in my third year of high school... Oh, Xiaoling is also in her third year of junior high school." I scratched my head, feeling a little embarrassed. It seemed that I was also slow to realize it. "So, what are your plans for the future?"

"I'll start drawing when I go to college. It's too tiring to draw comics and study at the same time. High school will only be more tiring, won't it?" Xiaoling said helplessly.

I smiled at her, not knowing how to answer for a moment. Xiaoling is very well behaved, but it is rare that she is so well behaved that no one can get a word out of her.

"Well, that's great. I'm also a loyal fan of yours and really want to see the new series." I touched her head.

Xiaobai, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, suddenly raised his head, and his two ears stood up like the antennas of Doraemon in Tom and Jerry! After tilting his head a few times, he jumped up from the sofa with such force that he kicked the blanket off the sofa.

Xiaobai wagged his tail happily, sat in front of the door, and stared at the crack in the door, as if someone familiar was coming.

"Aunt and the others are back?" Xiaoling was a little surprised.

"That's impossible. He's only been out for half an hour. That's not enough time just to go back and forth to the vegetable market." I shook my head.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang. Xiao Bai's tail wagged even more happily, and he started barking.

"Go open the door. Judging from Xiaobai's reaction, he must be someone I know." I stood up from the sofa with difficulty and dragged my feet to the door.

"Xiao Meng!" A familiar voice fell into my arms. Who else could it be other than Tang Xin!

"Why are you here?" I was a little surprised.

"I came to see you because I missed you~"

"Woo~~~" Xiaobai stood up, put his paws on Tang Xin's body, and roared hoarsely, the sound was very similar to that of a Husky.

"Oh~ my Xiaobai, did you miss me? Come and give me a kiss~" Tang Xin hugged Xiaobai in a cheesy way and stroked its thick and soft fur.

"Wow~ It's so warm at home! It's freezing outside." After Tang Xin touched Xiao Bai for a while, Xiao Bai also calmed down. Tang Xin finally got free, took off her coat, and hung it on the hanger beside her.

Tang Xin took off her coat and wore a tight black sweater underneath, which outlined her perfect figure so well that I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"Xiao Meng, why do you always stare at my chest~" Tang Xin deliberately took a step closer to me and even puffed out her chest.

"Ahem..." I quickly turned my head away and whispered to Tang Xin, "Xiaoling is here, do you want to lead my sister astray?"

"I'm fine, just pretend I don't exist. I'll leave my sister to you." Xiaoling glanced at both of us and put on an expression that said, "I don't care, just do whatever you want."

I was stunned. Are you selling out your sister?

After listening to this, Tang Xin narrowed her eyes, licked her lips, and threw me onto the sofa.

"Hahaha...haha, it's itchy!" Tang Xin reached out her hand to my armpit and tickled me.

I have never experienced this feeling before. I was a boy in my previous life. It is impossible for boys to do this kind of thing. I don't know where Tang Xin learned this technique from. After a few gentle strokes, I was already weak all over and begged for mercy.

It was so terrifying. It felt like I was suddenly restrained by someone and I couldn't use any strength. I was scared but also wanted to laugh. It was also itchy. For a moment, I laughed so hard that tears came out.

"So my sister is so ticklish!" Xiaoling touched her chin, thinking about something.

"Xiaoling, save me~" I was pinned down by Tang Xin and couldn't move, so I had to ask my sister for help.

"Sister Tang Xin, please continue. Just don't mess it up."

"No! Xiaoling! Don't!"

"Awoo~" Xiaobai also jumped onto the sofa and joined the battle. I was already exhausted with Tang Xin on me, and now there was another Xiaobai...

Twenty minutes later, I lay on the sofa, feeling hopeless and unable to get up.

Just at this moment, the door opened and Teacher Song and my aunt walked in carrying two large bags of food.

The scene that caught my eye was me lying on the sofa with tears on my face, motionless, and Tang Xin, who was supporting herself, drinking water, and tidying up her clothes.

"Young people nowadays are much more fun-loving than you," said my aunt.

"Yeah, I think we were not so open-minded back then." Teacher Song nodded in agreement.

"It's not what you think!" I sat up with a somersault.

"Huh? What did we imagine?" Auntie put the ingredients aside and laughed, covering her mouth.

"Yes, what are we thinking?" Teacher Song was also smiling happily.

"Wow! You are bullying me!"

An hour later, at the dinner table.

"Come on, Xiaomeng, don't be angry. Eat a piece of braised pork." Tang Xin put a piece of meat into my bowl, trying to please me.

Because of the social dead thing before, I am still angry. Actually, I am not angry, I just want to take this opportunity to throw a tantrum to get the attention of Tang Xin, Teacher Song and my aunt. After becoming a girl, I have become more and more skilled in using this trick. I guess there is no hope.

"You have to bring it to her mouth!" Teacher Song suggested, "Otherwise it won't be pious enough."

"Eh? Is that so?" Tang Xin nodded, picked up the braised pork from my bowl and put it close to my mouth.

"Alright, alright!" I couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You guys are taking me for a fool."

After a burst of laughter, Teacher Song suddenly said, "Ha, by the way. I have something to tell you."

"Ok?"

"I guess that's considered as having your consent." Teacher Song and my aunt looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"This winter vacation, your aunt and I want to go out and play. Is it okay for you to be home alone?"

Chapter 191: Primary School Story

"What are you planning?" I covered my mouth. Could it be a honeymoon?

"That's right, just as you thought! We plan to spend a few days alone together." Teacher Song said with a smile.

"Where are we going?" Xiaoling was a little curious and asked impatiently.

"Closer, let's go to Japan~" Auntie was a little excited, "It's my first time going abroad, I'm a little happy!"

"Go ahead, it's okay. I'll just take Xiaomeng and Xiaoling to my house when the time comes. We had agreed to go to my house to play anyway."

"Ah? Go to your house? What about your parents? It's okay, right?" Aunt was a little worried.

"That's totally fine, because they went out to play this year." Tang Xin shook her head. "They also wanted to take me out to travel, saying it was a way to relax before the college entrance examination, but I wasn't interested. In the end, they went out by themselves, leaving me alone at home."

"So you came to my house?" Teacher Song couldn't help laughing.

"Well..." Tang Xin felt a little aggrieved, "But I won't be lonely when I'm with Xiaomeng."

"That's settled then. Xiaoling and Xiaomeng will be left to you during the New Year period." Aunt patted her shoulder.

"Please pay attention to safety measures. Although you won't get pregnant, you must pay attention to hygiene!" Teacher Song said to Tang Xin earnestly.

"Hey, hey, hey, we haven't reached this point yet!" My face was burning!

Tang Xin's face also turned slightly red, which was rarely seen in a thousand years: "Well, I understand."

"What did you know?"

……

Sure enough, on the morning of the next day, New Year's Eve, my aunt and Teacher Song took a taxi to the airport with their suitcases. We were also sent to Tang Xin's home, and there were only three of us left in the huge villa.

"There are only three of us left for the New Year this year!" I sighed.

"Indeed. It feels like an empty-nest elderly!" Xiaoling continued.

"The combined ages of the three of us are less than 50 years old, so how come we are empty-nesters?" Tang Xin seemed to be very sensitive to the word "elderly".

"Then it's an empty nest chick!"

"So what are we going to do next? Or what are your plans for today?" Tang Xin started to feel bored before noon.

"Let's order some takeout first. I don't want to cook lunch at noon." I lay on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

"Sister has become lazy." Xiaoling sat next to me, looking down at me and said.

"Yeah, I've become a lazy guy." Tang Xin also nodded in agreement.

Suddenly I thought of something and sat up from the sofa: "Tang Xin! Do you have the habit of writing a diary?"

"Eh?" Tang Xin was stunned and looked away, "Who would write a diary?"

"It's obvious that you're not being sincere!" I said with a wicked smile.

"What...what are you doing!" Tang Xin was a little nervous, "What are you thinking about!"

"I want to see~" In order to read Tang Xin's diary, I used my most cute expression, held her hand, and stared at her with my eyes wide open~

"The diaries I wrote in elementary school were all for the purpose of completing the teacher's assignments. There's nothing interesting about them." Tang Xin shook her head.

"Is that so?" I was a little disappointed. I thought I could explore Tang Xin's room. Although doing so would infringe on Tang Xin's privacy, she is my wife, so it's okay to take a look, right?

"What are you looking forward to?" Tang Xin seemed to soften her heart when she saw me like this.

"Well, I want to hear Tang Xin's story from elementary school, okay~"

Xiaoling also raised her hand to indicate that she wanted to listen.

"Do you really want to hear it?" Tang Xin raised an eyebrow.

"Ok!"

"Woof~" This is Xiaobai's call.

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The weather was fine, sunny and cloudless. These are probably the most common words used to describe the weather when writing essays in primary school, and they are very appropriate to describe the weather on that day.

On this day, J Primary School organized a tomb-sweeping activity at the Martyrs' Cemetery on Qingming Festival. Each student had to prepare a small white flower to present to the martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country.

Tang Xin didn't know how to fold a small white flower with white paper, even though the teacher had taught her countless times. It was simply impossible to fold a two-dimensional plane of white paper into a three-dimensional structure, just like how could a paper man become your wife! Thinking of this, Tang Xin looked at the white paper in front of him angrily, helpless.

"Tang Xin, what shape did you fold your little white flower into?" Her deskmate was a chubby boy who seemed to see her predicament and deliberately bullied and teased her.

"None of your business!" Tang Xin replied unhappily, and pointed at the black line drawn in the middle of the desk with a marker, "You've crossed the 38th parallel again!"

"Tsk, so stingy." The boy curled his lips and ignored her.

What should I do? Tang Xin stood up and walked out of the classroom, maybe she could find a solution by taking a walk on the playground!