Please be more reserved, the best student in the world [Transmigration Book]

My younger sister talks about my sister-in-law all day long, and I really don’t realize that her title is inappropriate unless I think about it carefully.

However, it was my mother who was the first to explain: "Ah! I haven't introduced it to you yet, right? Xiaoxi is your future daughter-in-law."

"Future daughter-in-law?" Dad murmured, staring at Ran Xi thoughtfully.

Pu Yu on the side looked desperate.

His mother often went in and out of his room because of cleaning. When she saw the posters all over the wall, she asked her sister what was going on.

My sister naturally told me honestly.

But Pu Yu has been very troubled by this matter.

Although the protagonist in the original book came out to his family, he did not in real life.

Feeling inconsistent.

Ran Xi was at a loss for the sudden coming out, but when she saw her mother's smiling face and her father's kind eyes, her panic gradually calmed down.

"Really?" Dad nodded and smiled, raised his glass and said to Pu Yu, "Mom and dad have never cared about you. You can live your life however you want..."

"If you really like him, then your parents will support you." After saying that, Dad finished the water.

After Ran Xi regained consciousness, she remembered...

Did Pu Yu bring him to meet his parents?

Hate.

Just when he was about to pick up the cup and toast his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Lao Gong said, "We are not in that relationship."

The hand holding the cup became unstable for a moment, and the cup slipped and wet the dining table.

"Hey, don't panic. Auntie will go get a rag right now." Mom quickly got up and brought a rag to wipe it, and then refilled Ran Xi's water.

"That's right." Ran Xi murmured inaudibly, with the usual smile on his face.

The sister naturally understood what her brother meant and glared at him, feeling sorry for her sister-in-law.

Not realizing that something was wrong, his father continued to greet his "daughter-in-law" and put some vegetables into his bowl: "Eat more, don't worry, our Pu family will not treat you badly."

Pu Yu can't change his nature of not giving unnecessary explanations, and after explaining it once, he won't explain it again.

It looks like a pleasant dining room, but in fact it has a subtle atmosphere.

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The three of them watched movies all afternoon, and my sister sat on the floor and fell asleep.

A WeChat message came over the phone, and she perked up after taking a look at it.

She tapped on her phone, her face beaming with joy.

"Choose me? Or choose her?"

said the heroine in the movie, with a tragic look on her face.

"A white rose and a red rose," the male protagonist said, with a helpless smile on his lips, "Do you want to turn into mosquito blood or cinnabar mole?"

With tears in her eyes, the heroine bit her red lips and said solemnly: "I understand."

"I would like to be your cinnabar mole."

With the heroine's confession, the movie came to an end.

Pu Yu frowned, feeling baffled.

This movie has the title of a gunfight between police and criminals, but inside it is a bloody entanglement of love and hate. No wonder the price is so cheap. My sister shouldn't have downloaded this movie online in the first place.

By the time the video was over, everyone around me had already fallen asleep.

Ran Xi sat on the sofa, holding the pillow with both hands, tilting her head to one side and fell asleep.

My sister sat on the sofa until her butt became numb, then she ran to sit on the floor. When her butt became hard, she simply lay down on the floor.

When the younger sister realized that the movie was over, she raised her phone to show Pu Yu: "Brother, look at it."

On the screen was a sunny boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He smiled brightly and looked at the camera with a doting look.

"Which little brother is it again? You want me to vote for you again?" Pu Yu thought that his sister was showing him contestants on a popular talent show, and asked him to vote for him again.

"No." My sister said, her tone a little shy, "He's my boyfriend."

"Huh?" Pu Yu subconsciously showed a surprised look, like "someone wants my sister too."

The younger sister looked displeased and impulsively pulled out her brother's leg hair.

Pu Yu rubbed the painful area, and the surprise on his face became more determined.

However, although my sister is easily startled and rude, she is still a girl with a beautiful appearance and a cute personality, so it is understandable that she was picked up.

But but,

"Isn't it the student council president of the school that you like?"

His sister used to talk to him every day about how good the student council president was, and she even decided to follow him and go to the same high school as him;

It was his birthday, and he dragged Pu Yu around for two days to pick out gifts.Ah, it was on the old street of Lao Li Tattoo Shop. Just because she said that people like antiques, the two of them ran around here and there for a whole weekend before they found it.

Pu Yu remembers that this was five days ago?It was only four days ago.

The younger sister let out a long sigh, "Oh, the president is really good. My ideal type is like the president, but what can I do if I can't catch him?"

"Kaikai is very good to me. He's not inferior to the president in terms of appearance. He has a funny personality and makes me happy every day. I don't want to let this baby go. What's the use of insisting on the ideal type of ass?"

"The ideal type is just an ideal. When you meet the right person, everything becomes a cloud."

It was rare for his sister to utter sensual words, so Pu Yu couldn't help but tease: "You're such a puppy love girl."

My younger sister thought that Pu Yu was going to say something unfavorable, so she took the lead to stop her: "Our old mother is my father's first love, and she started in the second year of junior high school. Aren't we living happily now? And we have two such lovely babies."

Pu Yu didn't speak, but smiled.

"Why are you smiling so pervertedly?" My sister complained and turned her face away.

"Then do you like him?" Pu Yu asked after a long time.

"Of course I like him." My sister glanced at Pu Yu happily and smiled brightly. "If I don't like him, I won't be with him. Although I thought he was annoying at first, after looking at him for a long time, my God, what kind of treasure is this? , every move, every frown, every smile is so cute! I think I am the type of person who is in love for a long time! What the hell is the president who fell in love at first sight? Humph, I may have been obsessed with him for a while, I don’t care about him."

Giving up quite completely.Pu Yu couldn't help laughing.

It was obvious that he was still trying to pursue her a while ago.

Thinking of something, he glanced at the person next to him. The red-haired head was leaning on the sofa, and his back became more and more crooked, and finally fell directly on his shoulder.

At that moment, my heart stopped beating.

Every word my sister said echoed in my mind.

"The ideal type is just an ideal. When you meet the right person, everything becomes a cloud."

"Although I thought he was annoying at first, after looking at it for a long time, I realized, oh my God, what a peerless baby this is. Every move, every smile is so cute!"

"Oh, the president is really good. My ideal type is like the president, but what can I do if I can't catch him?"

"What the hell is the president who fell in love at first sight? Humph, I may have been obsessed with him for a moment. I don't care about him."

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After coming out of the shower, Ran Xi sat blankly on the carpet in Pu Yu's room.

There was a small table in front of him, and the table was covered with papers, two copies of each set, all of which had just been copied.

Damn, this person actually asked him to do his homework?

He picked up the pen and scratched his wet head. Several red threads fell off, but he couldn't write a single question.

He flicked his pen and continued in a daze.

"Do you want to turn into mosquito blood or cinnabar mole?" A classic dialogue from the movie suddenly came to mind.

Although he was drowsy when watching the movie, he still insisted on watching until the end before falling asleep, so at this moment, the last scene was all in his mind.

If you marry the male protagonist, you may become a disgusted mosquito and be slapped into blood; if you are not married, you may become an indelible cinnabar mole on your heart.

The heroine said she wanted to become a cinnabar mole, but who is Ran Xi? He would rather become a mosquito blood!As long as you can be with the person you like, it doesn't matter if you are photographed bleeding.

But is it really good to be mosquito blood?

Perhaps, the choice of the heroine of the movie is also right.Wouldn't it be better to be hung in someone's heart in the most beautiful way?

Pu Yu came out of the shower and walked to Ran Xi and sat down.

He picked up the paper and found that it was empty: "Xueba, don't tell me that you really don't know how to do it."

Top student: "I'm not in the mood to do it."

Pu Yu believed it for the time being: "In a bad mood?"

Ran Xi looked sideways and stared at Pu Yu.

Pu Yu had a towel draped over his shoulders, and water droplets slipped from the tips of his hair, dripped down his neck, and finally disappeared below the collarbone.

As you get closer, you can feel the warmth radiating from his body.

"If it were you, would you like mosquito blood or cinnabar mole?" Ran Xi couldn't help but asked the person involved directly.

"?" Pu Yu was confused and wanted to laugh it off, but was stopped after seeing Ran Xi's serious expression.

He avoided the direct gaze and stared at the red hair.

After a long time, a low laugh sounded.

Pu Yu: "That's a bad movie, don't think too much about it."

The answer he got was not in line with expectations, and Ran Xi refused to accept it: "I'm just saying this, it has nothing to do with the movie."

Pu Yu was silent for a while and then changed the subject: "The papers for a girls' middle school are quite difficult. Let's do it quickly."

Ran Xi watched him move to the table, pick up the pen, read the questions and then write on the paper.

There was a mosquito in the room, and it buzzed onto Ran Xi's arm.

With a "pop" sound, the mosquito turned into plasma.

Ran Xi looked at the little red on her arm and was stunned.

Screw your mother's mosquito blood, I want to be a cinnabar mole.

"Pu Yu." Ran Xi called.

Pu Yu was finishing the questions without raising his head: "You said it."

"I don't like you anymore." Ran Xi said.

The originally smooth strokes paused momentarily, and a section of the pen core was broken.

"Oh, the president is really good. My ideal type is like the president, but what can I do if I can't catch him?"

"What the hell is the president who fell in love at first sight? Humph, I may have been obsessed with him for a moment. I don't care about him."

What his sister had said quickly came into his mind. Finally, Pu Yu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"It's all right," he said.

Silence fell into the air.

"Then you like Xu Yuan?" Pu Yu asked after a while.

Ran Xi still didn't raise his head, so Ran Xi couldn't clearly see his expression at the moment.

"..." There was no answer from around him.

Pu Yu did not raise his head and could not see Ran Xi's expression at this moment.

"He is a good person and fits your ideal type." Pu Yu continued, "Crazy, cool, cool and dazzling."