Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 710 Young Man Admires 56

The next day, Zhang Dingyu was unable to pick up Zhang Dingrui. Even for the tutoring classes he had taken, Zhang Dingyu had to ask for leave from his parents yesterday with his last bit of strength.

When he got up, it was already past two in the afternoon. Zhang Dingrui had finished his exam at twelve o'clock and was taken to Li's father and mother by Lingyao. She sent a message to Zhang Dingyu, asking him to remember to eat when he woke up.

Yesterday's commotion was so ridiculous that Zhang Dingyu almost begged her to stop doing it, and she almost burst into tears.

I had no choice but to beg her to let go, and then kissed her face and her hand in a flattering manner, and admitted my mistake obediently.

He said "Baby, I was wrong" and "I won't do it again" over and over again, and this allowed him to escape the disaster.

The room was a mess. Zhang Dingyu looked at it and her face turned red again.

He quickly got up, changed all the bed sheets and quilt covers, threw them into the washing machine to destroy the evidence, and got a rag and a mop.

Focus on cleaning the floor, balcony, floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and bathroom.

After dealing with all this, he looked at the obvious marks on his neck in the mirror, took out his mobile phone, took a picture and sent it to her.

And he said: [All traces are left. ]

Lingyao saw it and replied immediately: [What did you say yesterday? ]

Zhang Dingyu was not quite sure what Lingyao was talking about. He said a lot last night because she had the "handle" in her hand.

[Which sentence?] The next second after sending it out, Zhang Dingyu immediately felt something was wrong. It looked like a provocation. He quickly withdrew it, but it was useless. She still saw it.

Even though he had withdrawn it, she still sent him something that made Zhang Dingyu blush and her heart beat fast.

【Didn't you say you would be good? 】

Zhang Dingyu's face became even hotter and she raised her hand to scratch her hair.

Reply emoticon pack [[pouting][pouting]]

After sending this message, Zhang Dingyu went into her room, took out a thin high-necked jacket from the closet and put it on.

Zhang Dingrui is in junior high school now, and it is not good for him to see these things. Moreover, Zhang Dingyu really doesn’t know how to tell Zhang Dingrui about this for a while.

Zhang Dingrui and Lingyao had lunch at Mr. and Mrs. Li's house before going back.

Zhang Dingrui was in the car and asked Lingyao with some confusion.

"Sister, where is my brother?" Didn't his brother already finish the college entrance examination? And usually he was inseparable from Sister Lingyao. Zhang Dingrui felt a little strange when he didn't see him today.

Lingyao replied casually: "Your brother is sleeping at home."

Zhang Dingrui’s pupils widened: ???

His brother is sleeping at home?

His brother usually gets up at 5 o'clock at home and keeps the same schedule as at school. What time is it now and why is he still sleeping at home?

Is it true that once the college entrance examination is over, people will become so relaxed?

Zhang Dingrui, who had not yet entered high school, had already felt that the college entrance examination was so terrifying.

When he got home, Zhang Dingyu was bored and making desserts in the kitchen.

Pushing the door open, the room was filled with the sweet, milky smell of bread. Zhang Dingrui knew that it must be his brother making cakes again.

Although Zhang Dingyu is an average cook, he can make cakes at the level of a chef. He can basically replicate the recipe perfectly by following the online tutorial once. Seeing how easily Zhang Dingyu did it, Zhang Dingrui tried to learn from him.

The result was a plate of "chocolate" croissants, and he finally behaved himself.

Zhang Dingrui put his schoolbag away and went to the kitchen to find Zhang Dingyu.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zhang Dingyu was placing a round purple cherry on the top of a small cake. When she heard Zhang Dingrui's voice, she only paid a little attention to him and focused all her attention on the cake.

“Make raspberry cookie cake.”

Zhang Dingrui has already seen it.

The small cake is divided into three layers. The upper and lower layers are in the shape of pink flower-shaped biscuits, and the middle layer is white cream. It looks like a sandwich biscuit. There are two kittens on it that look like they are carved out of cream, and next to them stand the cherries that Zhang Dingyu had just decorated them with.

Zhang Dingrui once again marveled at his brother's ingenuity and dexterity.

Then he watched and saw his brother take the cake straight to Sister Lingyao's study without even glancing at him.

Zhang Dingrui looked at Zhang Dingyu in astonishment. His brother walked straight into Sister Lingyao's study without knocking.

But it may be because my brother has been on vacation during this period, and his relationship with Sister Lingyao has become closer.

Zhang Dingrui didn't think too much about it and turned back to the kitchen, wanting to try his brother's new product. He was at an age where he had a big appetite, and although he had just eaten, he felt a little hungry again after a while.

As a result, I went to the kitchen and saw only some broken and shapeless cake base.

When Zhang Dingyu came in to clean up the mess, she saw Zhang Dingrui eating the cake base.

Question: "Are you not full?"

Zhang Dingrui shook his head, then nodded: "No, I just ate a lot, and now I'm a little hungry again."

Zhang Dingyu nodded and pointed to a cabinet in the kitchen: "There are noodles in here, cook some for yourself, and remember to clean up the kitchen after you finish eating."

Then he left the kitchen without looking back and went into the study where Lingyao was. This time, he closed the door after entering.

The cake in Zhang Dingrui's mouth fell off. He looked at the tightly closed door and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.

In the evening, the three of us used to sit in the living room. Although we didn’t always watch TV or talk, and sometimes we would do our own things, the atmosphere was still very harmonious.

But today, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Dingrui was the only one sitting in the living room watching TV.

It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that Lingyao and Zhang Dingyu came to the living room one after another.

Then Zhang Dingyu said he was sleepy and wanted to rest after sitting for less than half an hour.

Zhang Dingrui looked at his brother with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother, didn't you sleep until the afternoon today? Now you are sleepy again. Are you feeling unwell? Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Zhang Dingyu's back stiffened. He didn't know how Zhang Dingrui knew that he slept until the afternoon today. He had to force himself to say "hmm" seriously.

"It's okay. I just went to bed late these past two days, so I wanted to go to bed early today."

Zhang Dingrui believed what Zhang Dingyu said, but when he looked at his brother's footsteps, he felt something was wrong.

"Brother, why don't you go to the hospital? That's Sister Lingyao's room."

Zhang Dingyu felt like she had a thorn in her throat. She wanted to refute but didn't know how. She wanted to explain but didn't know how either.

Finally, he went into his bedroom without saying a word.

Then he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Lingyao.

Zhang Dingrui watched his brother enter the room. After a while, Lingyao's cell phone beside him started to ring.

I don’t know who sent the message in the middle of the night.

Lingyao unlocks her phone.

Looking at the screen full of [[Crazy][Crazy]], the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Zhang Dingrui, who had been watching her, was holding two oranges in his hand, but when he saw the smile that flashed across Lingyao's lips, he even forgot to chew.

He was still a little shocked until Lingyao left the living room with her phone.

He hasn't been back for more than half a month, why does it seem like his brother and sister Lingyao have become weird?

Zhang Dingrui couldn't figure it out, so he just tidied up the living room, took a shower, and went back to his room to sleep.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, only a dim street lamp was left on outside the window, and a creaking sound was heard in the quiet air in the living room.

Zhang Dingyu pushed the door open, rushed out from the half-open door quickly, and walked towards the master bedroom lightly on the floor.

As soon as he walked to the door, his eyes lit up, because the door of the room was not locked or even closed. She left the door open for him.

Zhang Dingyu slipped in from the door like a loach, then walked gently to the bed, lifted the quilt, and climbed onto the bed.

He originally thought that she might have fallen asleep, so he didn't dare to sleep too close to her, but kept some distance between them for fear of waking her up.

As a result, as soon as he lay down, he was pulled over by her.

Her open eyes seemed particularly bright in the dark night, and her voice after sleeping had the texture of an old record player and was particularly beautiful.

"Stop messing around and go to sleep."

Zhang Dingyu felt like she was kneading a puff in her heart, crispy and soft.

He nodded, leaned over, kissed Lingyao on the lips, and lowered his voice.

"Okay, sleep."