After picking up a system

Xie Wanwan expressed her dissatisfaction. She shook Chu Yanqin's collar and asked, "Ahhhhhh, why are you also whiter than me!"

Chu Yanqin was dizzy from Xie Wanwan's strong shaking. He pulled out his collar and straightened it. "Maybe it's natural. I don't get tanned easily. And in two or three months, I'll be white again."

Ling Han was no longer calm: "Why do you two have this gene?" He and Xie Wanwan formed a united front. Xie Wanwan pushed him aside in disdain, and being next to her made her look even darker.

Lan Xu thought for a moment while eating: "Brother Lu Zhiyao isn't dark-skinned, so this gene should be common." You call not getting tanned common?

Ling Han: Oh, if I had it, why would I spend so much time applying so much sunscreen?

Xie Wanwan: The sadness is so great.

……

This time Ling Han did not run for class monitor. He had been class monitor for six years and was tired of it.

I also have a lot of fun with the people in the dormitory. Occasionally, I will have some crazy ideas and then realize them with my friends.

The first month of vacation in junior high school arrived. When Ling Han returned home, he saw Ling Yi holding his cell phone against his face. He looked puzzled, and then he saw Ling Yi's face full of disappointment.

Ling Yi was so happy that he thought he could have an ugly photo of his daughter, but, what happened to the military training that would make her daughter darker? Dark?

Ling Han pushed the person away with a look of disgust, and piled all the things he was carrying on Ling Yi, then walked forward and hugged Yan Shuang.

Yan Shuang smiled and touched Ling Han's head, then took him to the sofa and had some dessert before dinner.

Ling Yi took it in a daze, looked at the two of them resentfully and put everything aside.

Really, he competes for my favor as soon as he comes back.

After dinner, Ling Han went upstairs on the pretext of doing homework, but in fact he was addicted to games. Since he was still a minor, he was kicked out after two hours.

Lan Xu, who was playing games with her, asked at this time: "Does Ling Han like Brother Lu Zhiyao very much?" Ling Han: "Yes, I do. Apart from being his wife, nothing can make him choose between me and Lu Zhiyuan."

Lan Xu: ...So it's really not just two kids competing for favor?

The topic was turned aside, and the two chatted about other things, such as this week's homework, which teacher's teaching habits, and which song was good and worth repeating... Until Lan Xu sent five messages and still had no response. Ling Han fell asleep.

……

When Yan Shuang came up to call Ling Han to eat, she saw someone sleeping crookedly on the bed. She went up to wake him up, dragged the still unconscious person downstairs, washed his hands, and sat at the dining table.

Ling Han woke up a little, feeling a little dizzy from sleeping for too long.

When Ling Yi came out to help carry the dishes, he saw that Ling Han's left face was covered with red marks, so he thought of taking out his phone to take pictures, recording every moment of his daughter's growth.

There was a clicking sound, Ling Han looked up and gave Ling Yi a look. Really, boring.

As a senior high school student, Lu Zhiyao's vacation is different from Ling Han's and the others', and he is currently sitting in the classroom for evening self-study.

As soon as the bell rang, the students lay down before the teacher finished assigning them any study tasks. The teacher was helpless and had to say something: "It's just the beginning, how can you just lie down like this? You should use the spare time to memorize words..."

Bu Fan looked up sleepily at the teacher on the podium, and glanced at the countdown. The date of less than four hundred still had a certain ability to make people nervous.

Bu Fan turned to look at Lu Zhiyao with some frustration. He had been feeling sleepy since the new semester started, but he never had any adverse reactions to this person. If he hadn't seen the dark circles under his eyes from staying up late to finish his homework, he would have thought that this person was in a different world from him.

"Lao Lu, where are you going to take the exam?" Lu Zhiyao wrote down the homework assigned by the teacher on a piece of paper and began to organize his notes. He was stunned when he heard Bu Fan's question: "Me? D University!"

Bu Fan smiled. This person was really consistent and never changed: "Oh, so, I can't go with you." Unlike himself, his plans were always changing.

Lu Zhiyao: "Why? Are you worried about studying? But you can still make an effort. Besides, what do you mean by accompanying me? Don't you also want to go to D University?"

Bu Fan turned over and said, "Yeah, I'm worried about my grades. I've hit a bottleneck, you know, I don't dare to gamble, so I chose a safer way." After the college entrance examination, he went abroad to gain experience, came back to inherit the family business, and then found a wife of equal status to have children and live out his life.

Tsk, being an only child is not good at all.

Lu Zhiyao didn't understand why there were so many things that were more important than learning. Of course, we had different standpoints, and I couldn't make choices for others.

……

The next day, Yan Shuang bought a watermelon at the morning market, but didn't have time to put it in the refrigerator. The main reason was that she bought too many vegetables and couldn't put the watermelon in.

Ling Han is always casual and comfortable at home but won't let herself get into the awkward situation of someone suddenly coming to the house while she is wearing pajamas. At this moment, she is wearing a floral halter dress, her hair is loosely tied into a low ponytail with a light blue hairpin, giving her a hazy beauty as if she just woke up.

She followed the smell into the kitchen, rubbed against Yan Shuang, was driven away from the oil pan, and sniffed the watermelon again. After confirming it several times, she said, "Mom, this watermelon tastes like grapes."

Yan Shuang smiled and glanced at her: "I want to eat some grapes. They are in the refrigerator. Eat them after dinner. Wash some black grapes for me. You have a keen nose. When I bought them, the watermelons and grapes were next to each other on the fruit stand. It was probably at that time that the grapes rubbed against the watermelon, so the watermelon tasted like grapes."

Ling Han narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Is that so? Then when I hugged my mother just now, will my mother also become mine?"

Yan Shuang put her face close to Ling Han: "Mom is Pi Pi's mom. Be good and help mom take the plates out."

While Ling Han was setting the plates, Ling Yi was reading a newspaper. He usually didn't read it. He snorted, "You're already so old, but you're still clinging to your mother and acting like a spoiled child. Aren't you ashamed?"

Ling Han raised his eyebrows: "Oh~ So what? Someone can't even hug me and act like a spoiled child!"

Ling Yi: ...hit the mark. Woohoo, I want to be close to my wife too.

Ling Han ignored this childish guy. What the hell. He ate breakfast complacently, and then helped his mother wash the fruit. When he came out with the fruit plate, he saw the two people sitting on the sofa and felt something was wrong.

He angrily pushed Ling Yi away, put the fruit plate between himself and his mother, and looked at Ling Yi provocatively.

Ling Translation: Childish ghost. Don't argue with a childish ghost whose teeth haven't changed yet. Anyway, when you leave in the afternoon, my wife will be mine again.

I pulled out my phone to book movie tickets and looked at restaurants with high reviews. Ah, what a wonderful night.

It was painful before returning to school, especially when seeing the big door. Ling Han arrived early, went back to the dormitory first, put down the snacks, took some to the classroom to share, and the rest could probably last for more than a week.