I really don't want to make a choice

"Hello, Xiaohan, I heard from Aqiao that you often tutor her at school, and I really trouble you."

"My surname is Lan. You can call me Aunt Lan from now on."

"You child, come to have a meal and do some shopping. We should thank you for helping Aqiao with her homework."

The woman who called herself Aunt Lan had a nice and gentle voice.

She was smiling, with two shallow dimples when she smiled.

Liu Qiaoqiao is too thin, and Aunt Lan's figure is just right.

At least, from Han Lang's point of view, it should be like this.

"Everyone learns from each other, not to mention tutoring."

Han Lang smiled and responded politely.

I don't know what Liu Qiaoqiao said at home.

It seems that I didn't teach her much.

It's dishonest.

"Ah Qiao washes some fruit for Xiaohan, and there are two dishes, I'll do it first, you sit down."

Aunt Lan was wearing a red apron, and the exquisite curves of her upper body were outlined wonderfully.

Under the black long skirt, the semi-transparent black silk is paired with a pair of small high heels, which doesn't look rustic at all.

Perhaps when it comes to matching clothes, you have to look at your face and your figure.

Han Lang always felt a little restrained.

Anyway, it feels weird.

"What about your sister?"

Han Lang remembered that Liu Qiaoqiao had a younger sister.

"My grandfather came over yesterday and took her back to his hometown. My grandfather will send her back tonight."

Liu Qiao replied with a playful smile.

Liu Qiaoqiao wore a slim-fitting pure white long t-shirt today, and her lower body was tight jeans.

It's somewhat inappropriate for a high school student to dress like this.The slim white t-shirt made her chest bigger and bigger.

Han Lang still felt that the atmosphere was not right.

I don't know what to say. In this case, it's better to study hard in the rental house.

I'm so dry!

"Ah Qiao, clear the dining table and prepare to eat."

After a while, Aunt Lan shouted at Liu Qiaoqiao from the kitchen.

.......

Aunt Lan's cooking skills are obviously better than Sister Fang's.

Haven't eaten yet, just looking at the food's appearance, Han Lang thinks it's good.

This is not surprising.

Aunt Lan takes care of the baby and cooks full-time, and she doesn't work.

The three of them ate, and Aunt Lan made nine dishes and one soup, with a mix of meat and vegetables, which was very even.

"Xiao Han, if you want to eat something in the future, just tell Aqiao, and Aunt Lan will make it for you."

"Also, you are not allowed to come here to buy things in the future. You are still a student, and it is not easy to pay for a little living expenses."

Aunt Lan, who took off her apron, wore a slim black dress with a V-neck, and above her neck hung a very delicate gold inlaid jade pendant.

"Thank you, Aunt Lan."

Han Lang responded politely.

He didn't refuse, nor did he agree directly.

People have good intentions, whether it is polite words or sincere words, just thank you.

The overall feeling of this meal was neither salty nor bland, at least in Han Lang's opinion, it was not as leisurely as eating with Sister Fang.

After lunch, Aunt Lan washed some fruits.

Han Lang spoke very little.

After a while, Han Lang's cell phone rang, and it was Lu Zheng calling.

Han Lang quickly picked up his phone and went to the balcony to pick it up.

Lu Zheng was also concerned about Han Lang's leave.

"Aunt Lan, Liu Qiaoqiao, I'm leaving first, I have something to do."

After hanging up the phone, Han Lang hurriedly said to Liu Qiaoqiao's mother and daughter.

Thanks Lu Zheng for the call.

Staying here is boring and embarrassing, and a waste of time.

So if there is a chance to sneak away, hurry up, as for reviewing homework with Liu Qiaoqiao, he doesn't want to at all!

"Okay, then, Ah Qiao, send Xiao Han off."

Aunt Lan is quite reasonable.

Liu Qiaoqiao had a displeased look on her face.

Didn't you agree to review your homework together?

My aunt won't disturb the two of them studying, this Han Lang is really annoying.

.......

"What's the matter with you, don't wait any longer?"

Maybe Liu Qiaoqiao completely put herself in the role of Han Lang's girlfriend.

"There is something that is inconvenient to say."

Han Lang actually disliked Liu Qiaoqiao's appearance.

What's the relationship between us? It's not like this, is it?

"Oh, then what do you want to eat next time, tell me, I'll tell my aunt."

Liu Qiaoqiao pouted and continued.

Women are like this sometimes, when faced with a man's attention, they always take it for granted.

But once she started to look up to a man in her heart, she became incomparably gentle, accommodating, and even associative.

"Let's talk about it next time."

Han Lang can be very polite to Aunt Lan, but he is more cold towards Liu Qiaoqiao.

"Oh oh oh."

Although Liu Qiaoqiao was unhappy, she didn't dare to get angry, and couldn't get angry.

.......

"Ah Qiao, Xiao Han is pretty good, but the college entrance examination is coming soon, the most urgent thing is to focus on the college entrance examination. After the college entrance examination, if you really want to fall in love, I don't care."

After Liu Qiaoqiao came back, Aunt Lan said to Liu Qiaoqiao.

"Auntie, he and I are just classmates. He often helps me with my homework. Where do you want to go?"

Liu Qiaoqiao blushed slightly, and said to Aunt Lan.

But she was also very happy, at least my aunt did not object to Han Lang.After a while, maybe I can justifiably fall in love with Han Lang.

"Well, that's the best. The college entrance examination is a hurdle, just pass it."

Aunt Lan didn't say any more, since a girl of eighteen or nineteen is not a child, she just needs to go as far as she wants.

Besides, Liu Qiaoqiao never worried her much.

Looking back on myself, I didn't read much, and I didn't know much. The best man I met when I was young was my brother-in-law.

Hey, today's life is not bad, but like a fish drinking water, it knows whether it is warm or not.

Others only think that she has no shortage of food and clothing, but is life really that good?

If she was given another chance, she might not even know whether she would still choose this way.

........

The deceased is like a husband who does not want to leave day or night.

The days are still the same, the hard work, tension, and depression before the college entrance examination are everywhere.

One day before evening self-study, Su Xiaofei walked into the classroom from outside the classroom with a magazine.

"Han Lang, the No.1 calligraphy exhibition in this magazine is signed by Han Lang, and it belongs to our No. [-] Middle School, is it you?"

Su Xiaofei put the No.1 display page of the latest magazine of the cultural center in front of Han Lang, and asked curiously.

"That's it."

Han Lang glanced at it. Regarding this, he was only doing it for the bonus.

So he didn't take it to heart at all. In fact, he had already received the magazine sent to him by the Cultural Center yesterday.

"What do you mean? Yes, yes, no, no."

Su Xiaofei asked anxiously again.

At this moment, several classmates beside Han Lang came over to look at the magazine.

"The calligraphy is so beautiful. Shishilang didn't expect that your brush calligraphy can be so good."

Liu Qiaoqiao took the magazine and looked at it, and said excitedly.

Su Xiaofei looked at this tablemate, and immediately felt contempt in her heart.

"Qiaoqiao, you're called Han Lang now, and you just call him a nickname? What's the relationship between you two?"

Seeing that No.2 was Lanfeier, Su Xiaofei was in a bad mood.

This time, Liu Qiaoqiao returned Shi Shi Lang Shi Shi Lang's whining, which directly stimulated her sensitive nerves.

........

Fei Meng looked at Su Xiaofei, then at Liu Qiaoqiao, and shook his head.

Are these women interesting?

He didn't see that his deskmate was interesting to the two of them?

Are they too self-indulgent?

.......

"Everyone calls him Eleven Lang, why can't I call him that. Xiao Fei, what's wrong with you today, what's the matter?"

Liu Qiaoqiao said to Su Xiaofei, her best friend at the same table, with an innocent face.

.......

Han Lang felt speechless.

Nima, I am participating in a calligraphy competition, and I have to report to you girls?

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