During the winter vacation, Lu Yan's interest in studying was very high. She didn't go to relatives for New Year's greetings, and she didn't need the New Year's money, so she locked herself in the room to read and study.
Lu Zhen worked hard for almost half a semester, and his grades improved a lot, at least not at the bottom of his grade.
But everything has a rush, decay, and exhaustion. Slowly, someone started to be a little bit lazy. If there was no Lu Yan's supervision, maybe this guy would return to the salted fish life again.
That night, Lu Yan received a text message with no content, only a punctuation mark:.
She replied a text message: "Who are you?"
"it's me."
"Shen Kuo?"
"Um."
Lu Yan immediately became energetic, and sat up on the sofa, trying to call him back, but watched Lu Zhen, wearing headphones, humming a melody, twisting his 1.8-meter-eight man, from the handrail of the stairs. Slide down.
Lu Yan cut off the call decisively and changed it to a text message——
"You bought a mobile phone!"
"Well, I don't know how to use it yet."
Lu Yan saw that he could not use it anymore, and it took him five minutes to edit and send these words.
She smiled at the corner of her mouth and asked, "Is it to contact me to buy a mobile phone?"
"think too much."
She hummed softly and was editing the text message, and Shen Kuo added another: "It's for you to contact me."
Lu Yan looked at the message, rolled around on the sofa, buried her face in the pillow, and was excited for a while.
Lu Zhen took off the earphones, frowned and looked at her: "Nervous."
Lu Yan stretched out his legs and kicked him, Lu Zhen took a backhand to dodging, grabbing her feet with her backhand, and pulling her closer to herself: "Who are you texting?"
"No one!"
"Give me the phone."
"No!" Lu Yan kicked him away and rolled to the other end of the sofa: "This is my privacy, you can't invade my privacy!"
Lu Zhen didn't care about three or seventy-one. He pressed her on the sofa and reached out to **** her mobile phone: "I am your father. With me, you have no privacy."
"Ah, you are too domineering!"
Lu Yan struggled to get up. Lu Zhen grabbed her foot and dragged her back: "Are you having a short break with Ye Jiaqi? I knew it was him! The stinky boy...don't die!"
At this time, Lu Jian came out of the study: "What's the noise?"
As if seeing a savior, Lu Yan kicked her father away and ran behind her grandfather to seek asylum: "Lu and Lu Zhen are going to grab my phone and read my text messages! It's too much!"
Lu Zhen ran over and pointed to Lu Yan and said, "She...she fell in love early! I'll take care of her."
Of course, Lu Jian wanted to protect her little daughter, and immediately took off her slippers and pointed at him: "Just like this, you are still taking care of your sister. Take care of yourself!"
"I... she..."
Lu Zhen was too anxious to speak.
After all, the elder brother and the father are still different. As a brother, he can ignore his sister, but as a father, he doesn't care about it.
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Back to the years when my father was in school
RomanceBefore the age of 20, Lu Yan was a squeamish rich second generation who was held by her father in the palm of his hand. It all ended when her father Lu Zhen was schemed against by his opponent and went bankrupt overnight. The man who ruined Lu Zhen'...