Sleeping and Passerby Heroine

"it is good!"

Zhu Yin is very pleased that the little brother who has always been so kind has finally learned how to compete well.

The next day.

On the small country road, a lot of people are rarely watching. Zhu Yin stopped his bicycle after school and squeezed into the crowd, only to see a scene that surprised him.

"I don't apologize! They bullied me first!"

"You child, if you continue to do this, I will ask the school to discipline you. I tell you, do you know what punishment means? I want to tell your parents that the school will prevent you from studying!"

"I do not care!"

Qianyi, who is at the waist height of an adult, tightly grasped the homemade wooden fork sent by Zhu Yin, nailed it stubbornly in place, straightened up, and stared at a few adults without blinking. There were a few crying little kids around, and one of them had his clothes torn, and several people were crying, all with red scars.

Obviously, he fought with them and won.

This can't surprise Zhu Yin. What really surprised her was that there was still a dirty and distorted golden paper flower on the ground. When Zhu Yin said that she was envious of her with these awards, Zhu Yin just tore it. The next piece of origami presents to him.

He cherishes it very much.

"Their own fault! Not only bullied me, but also insulted sister Yin! The gift that sister Da Yin gave me! No matter how I asked, I didn't give it back to me, and even talked about sister Yin's breasts and breasts! Oh! Anyway, they were wrong It’s not my fault!"

Qian Yi flushed her face.

"Then you still have to apologize, because you are wrong when you hit someone!"

"I--"

"Enough."

A Zhu Yin with shoulder-length hair and short hair emerged from the crowd. She grabbed Qian Yi's dirty hands, pressed Qian Yi's head with one hand, and bent over towards the parents.

"Sorry, it is my fault."

Then, regardless of the reactions of the people around him, he dragged Qian Yi onto the bicycle and left.

Home.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry!"

Qianyi saw Zhu Yin's expression for the first time, and I don't know how to describe it. Seeing her crying and laughing reaction, Qianyi felt so warm and warm in her heart. It must be Yin that sister Yin knew that she had won, so she was so happy. Right!

"Sorry, sorry!"

She knelt on one knee, holding Qianichi's head and repeating the same words.

It smells good.

So soft.

No wonder--

Xiao Qian blushed.

——

"Hey! Xiaohui, I will introduce you to this beautiful big sister who looks very powerful, that is the sister Yin that I have been talking about~!"

One day, Qianichi, who was still in elementary school, brought a little girl who had never met before with her sister's short hair and appeared in front of Zhu Yin.

"Hello Sister Yin~"

Milky milk, very cute voice.

"First of all, Sister Yin is not what you called, and second, his hand is not something you can hold."

Zhu Yin has never bothered to think carefully, she will only be faithful to her true reaction, just like directly patting the hand held by Qianyi and the little girl.

"Oh, oh"

The two children were a little startled.

"Sister Yin! Let's go on an adventure! Xiaohui has always been looking forward to it."

"Yes, yes, adventure~"

The child recovers so quickly.

"Then~ let's go!"

Zhu Yinzhan's face is like a bright sun.

"Na~ Sister Yin, wait for them, they can't keep up—"

"Hush! Xiaohui, Sister Yin hates people saying this the most, I'll carry you on my back, don't be left behind, otherwise we will be terribly lost in the forest and be eaten by monsters!"

"Wow!"

Xiaohui burst into tears all at once.

"Hey! Long-winded!"

"Sister Yin, Yin!"

Qian Yi trembled and looked at Zhu Yin, who was returning. She was usually angry at this time.

Unexpectedly, she stretched out her hand this time.

"I will take you away."

"Hey?"

"Don't be wordy!"

Zhu Yin blushed rarely.

——

This year, she was in high school and he was in junior high school.

She knew she had to go, but she couldn't let go of the meat in her heart.

"I really have to go, this summer."

Zhu Yin was sitting on the lawn by the river. She still had shoulder-length hair, her heroic spirit, but her sensuality, but what was more enviable was her talent.

"I said it last time."