Song Ying looked at Xu Qiaoyan with a hint of embarrassment and said, "Also, don't mind what Jiaojiao said before, she said nonsense. I know you won't have any ideas about me, brother."

Xu Qiaoyan's silent father's eyes fell on her.

She actually felt that she would not have any ideas about her, but he had already thought about that.

"Well, then I'll go downstairs first." Song Ying said as she turned around and was about to leave, but Xu Qiaoyan called out.

"etc."

Song Ying turned around, "What are you doing?"

Xu Qiaoyan reached out and took out a small box from the quilt and stood up and walked in front of her.

Handing the box to her, Xu Qiaoyan said, "Happy birthday."

Song Ying was stunned and reached out to take the box and opened it and took a look.

"Hairpin?" The hairpin in the box is red, very beautiful and flashy.

And it looks very similar to the one she received at school, except that one is red and the other is silver.

"I said I received a letter from the same model as this one today?" Song Ying didn't know why she said that, but she still said it.

After Song Ying finished speaking, Xu Qiaoyan's expression froze.

"Oh, who gave me the gift has vision."

Song Ying reached out and took out a silver hairpin from her clothes pocket, "That's it?"

Xu Qiaoyan reached out to take it and took a look. It was indeed the same style as his, but the color was different.

"Take it from a male classmate?" Xu Qiaoyan asked casually.

Song Ying nodded after hearing this, "Yeah..."

Before Song Ying finished speaking, Xu Qiaoyan's subordinates exerted force, and the hairpin instantly turned into two halves.

"⊙?⊙!" Song Ying was stunned, "Bad?"

"Well, this quality is not good." Xu Qiaoyan said, walking to the trash can and threw the broken hairpin of his finger into the trash can.

"That..." As soon as Song Ying spoke, Xu Qiaoyan tilted her head and looked at her, "Is there anything wrong? It's broken and useless, do you want it?"

Why is it obvious that his brother is still no different from usual, but Song Ying thinks his brother is so terrible at this moment?

Song Ying looked at the hairpin in the first bucket and shook her head

"No, this is very good." Song Ying said as she looked down at the hairpin in Zi's hand and said.

No, what else I will say.

"Okay, aren't you going to have a meal? Let's go?" Xu Qiaoyan said as she walked out of the room first. In a place where Song Ying couldn't see, he raised his hand to cover his face.

Fuck, what is he doing?

Song Ying looked at the hairpin that was thrown into the trash can again, and couldn't help scratching her head, "This is broken slightly."

While Song Ying was muttering, she saw Xu Qiaoyan standing at the door and looking back at her, "Let's go."

"Here you." Song Ying followed Xu Qiaoyan a few steps, looked down at the hair clip in her arms and said, "Brother, thank you for your gift, I like it very much."

Xu Qiaoyan was stunned, stopped and reached out to take the hair clip from the box in her hand and stuck it on her hair, "It turns out that red is very suitable for you."

Song Ying felt his hand brushing her forehead, and instantly shrank his neck and he didn't dare to move.

When Xu Qiaoyan saw her neck twitching, she thought this girl was quite cute.

"Covering like this, are you a turtle?"

Song Ying's face instantly burned when she heard this.

Song Ying turned around and walked to Xu Qiaoyan's front first.

"Let's go, don't let godmothers wait."

Xu Qiaoyan stood there, her eyes falling on her hands.

By the way, although I don’t know what it means to like someone, maybe that’s it!

However, in the future, he would continue to pretend that he didn't know anything and continue to be her brother.

After thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that my head was so big that I couldn't continue to think that she was my sister in the future.
Chapter completed!