Chapter 8

Yisha moved her head away and whispered, "No, Sasha is used to it." "Sasha, are you scared?" Hu Yifei stroked her head and said softly.

Hu Yifei liked Yisha's long hair very much. It was soft and smooth like satin, with a touch of lilac smell.

"No!" Hu Yifei threw down the book in his hand and refused decisively.

"Why?" Yisha immediately loosened her arms, walked to Seventh Brother and asked him with grievance.

Hu Yifei's face darkened and his voice was cold, "Seventh Brother said no, so no, no, no why."

Hu Yifei immediately made a gesture of pulling out a gun and said angrily, "Who dares to laugh at my Sasha, I'll shoot him!"

Yisha was scared and stuck out her tongue. She quickly moved the teacup to Seventh Brother and said, "Seventh Brother, have some tea. Don't be angry."

Yisha turned around and wanted to escape, but Hu Yifei caught her arm and pressed her on his thigh.

He had a straight nose, thick black eyebrows, thin lips, and a cold and calm expression. The dim pink light shone on his face, adding a soft glow to his chiseled face.

Yisha smiled and couldn't help sighing in her heart. Seventh Brother was so handsome. Seventh Sister-in-law didn't deserve Seventh Brother if she wasn't beautiful enough.

However, Seventh Brother didn't seem to be interested in girls. She had been with Seventh Brother for ten years, but he didn't bring a girlfriend home.

In the past two years, grandpa had been very worried about Seventh Brother's marriage.

Yisha stared at Seventh Brother. Seventh Brother was so domineering and stubborn, like a stone in a latrine. Yisha sympathized with you so much.

Yisha blinked her eyes and didn't give up. She wrapped Seventh Brother's arm and said coquettishly, "Seventh Brother, it's summer today. The robe is so thick and hot. I'm always laughed at by my classmates."

Yisha quickly put her arms around Hu Yifei's neck and leaned her head on his strong shoulder. She said coquettishly, "Seventh Brother, I want to wear the school uniform to school tomorrow, okay?"

This was the third time she had mentioned this to Seventh Brother.

Through the half-closed door, she saw Seventh Brother sitting in front of the desk, reading attentively.

Seventh Brother was wearing a snow-white shirt and two palm-colored shoulder straps, exuding the unique majesty of a soldier.

Hu Yifei raised his head. His dark eyes narrowed as he stared at Yisha. "Are you alright?

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Yisha knew what Seventh Brother was referring to. Her face was pale, but she could only pretend that nothing had happened. She nodded at him and said, "I'm fine, Seventh Brother. Thank you."

Hu Yifei raises his eyebrows: "Why are you still awake so late? Do you have something to ask Seventh Brother?" "Why are you standing at the door sneakily?" A deep voice interrupts Yisha's absent-mindedness.

Yisha stuck out her tongue and quickly pushed the door open. She said with a smile, "Seventh Brother, I made your favorite chrysanthemum tea."

After staying in the room for a long time, Yisha found that the light in Seventh Brother's room was still on. She remembered the appointment she made with Zhou Shaomin and Sun Xiang today, so she decided to talk to Seventh Brother.

Seventh Brother was a cold and gloomy person. He was amenable to coaxing but not coercion. Since she had something to ask Seventh Brother, she thought that she should still please Seventh Brother.

Yisha went downstairs and made a big cup of chrysanthemum tea. Then she went upstairs to bring it to Seventh Brother.

She wanted to talk with more like-minded people about "Seventh Brother Dotes on His Wife in Different Ways: Husband, It Hurts".

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