MTL - Take It Easy-Chapter 33 give her

It's okay, she's not sore. "Change"

The next day, Zhou Yi entered the classroom with a listless spirit.

As soon as she sat down, Mu Zipei squeezed over excitedly and said, "Xiao Jiu, I want to give you a present!"

Zhou Yi read the information given by Zhu Li last night and forgot the time. She didn't go to bed until after two o'clock. She stuffed her schoolbag into the pocket of the table casually, and said weakly to Mu Zipei: "Reject..."

Mu Zipei refused, "Xiao Jiu—"

"Xiao Jiu is dead, I have something to burn paper." Zhou Yi said and lay down on the table, leaving Mu Zipei with a cold and ruthless head.

Mu Zipei sighed aggrievedly, "Sister, you made a mistake, Xiao Jiu doesn't accept bribes at all."

Zhou Yi's heavy eyes struggled twice.

After a few seconds, she sat up and asked, "What?"

Mu Zipei hurriedly put the small flashlight tied with a pink bow in front of Zhou Yi and said, "Small LED flashlight is rechargeable, high brightness, and beautiful battery life. It is a must-have artifact for you to go to school without going to the wall."

Zhou Yi leaned against the back of the chair, put one foot on the beam of the desk, and looked at the small flashlight in front of him.

Being like this, he should have been with Mu Qinglin for many years.

From now on, it's hers.

"Xiao Jiu, you actually laughed!" Mu Zipei was shocked, "Are you really moved by my gift? Is that right?"

Zhou Yi's ears hurt from her noise, so he swept the things into his hands, removed the exaggerated bow on it, and said, "Didn't your sister give it to me?"

Mu Zipei was surprised, "How do you know?!"

Zhou Yi hung the small flashlight on the zipper of one side pocket, put it inside, then pulled up the zipper, and said calmly: "Guess..."

Mu Zipei immediately retracted, and secretly sent Mu Qinglin a WeChat message with her mobile phone: [Sister, I've been exposed! 】

Mu Qinglin: [? 】

Mu Zipei: 【The real source of the small flashlight was discovered by Xiao Jiu! Beep! 】

Mu Qing's sister-in-law was able to do it with ease: [Ah]

【This is impossible】

Mu Zipei was sad: 【Is there any more dinner for that weekend? 】

Mu Qinglin reserved a bit of humanity for herself: [Yes]

The haze in Mu Zipei's heart was swept away, and she began to test Zhou Yi in a low voice, "Xiao Jiu, there are a few math problems I can't do."

Zhou Yi didn't say a word, and gave Mu Zipei all the homework that all subjects were folded together.

Mu Zipei was so happy that she lost her shape, soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery

"Xiao Jiu, what's the process?" Mu Zipei pointed to the few lines on Zhou Yi's test paper and asked in puzzlement.

Zhou Yi, "In my head..."

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In the next few days, Zhou Yi experienced firsthand what Mu Qinglin said about the dire situation.

When eating at lunch, a chicken leg would suddenly appear on her plate, which was so greasy that she couldn't eat it at all.

When she wakes up, she will inexplicably take out a box of ice cream from the table pocket.

The taste was well chosen, but unfortunately she couldn't eat it because it was too cold. Later, because of a photo of Mu Zipei complaining, she sent it to Mu Qinglin -

Suspecting that she had thrown away the ice cream, the two were pulled into a small group and scolded for half an hour. The theme revolved around: eating ice cream in winter, what kind of IQ person can do such a thing?

Coming out of the toilet, Mu Zipei blocked the door, and asked resentfully, "Xiao Jiu, don't girls go to the toilet arm-in-arms?"

Doing homework in the evening, Mu Zipei stared at the tip of her pen and urged, "Xiao Jiu, there must be a process, a process."

Leaving after school, Mu Zipei lay beside the car, waving as if to say goodbye, "Xiao Jiu, see you tomorrow."

One day, Wang Yang, Mu Zipei's former tablemate, had something to do and couldn't help her bring a pen to the canteen, so Zhou Yi, the current incumbent, was naturally targeted.

After going back and forth for more than 20 minutes, Zhou Yi sent a WeChat message to Mu Qinglin when he came back from the cold, saying: [Or I should drop out of school. 】

Mu Qinglin: [Excuse me for running so hard for you? 】

"..." It was finally the weekend, and Zhou Yi went to invite Mu Qinglin to dinner refreshed.

For this reason, she specially changed into new clothes.

Seeing Mu Zipei getting off the car at first glance, Zhou Yi turned around and left, halfway was stopped by Mu Qinglin and hugged him from behind, and whispered: "I'm only taking one day off, the time can't be missed, bear with it."

Zhou Yi couldn't bear it anymore, "I won't invite her."

Mu Qinglin said, "How can this be done?"

"Then I won't go."

"Don't, what I just meant is, we will eat later, she will watch while we eat, and she will stand while we are sitting."

"Really?" Zhou Yi was suspicious.

Mu Qinglin swore, "It's absolutely true."

Zhou Yi reluctantly believed it.

His vigilant gaze lowered, and when he saw Mu Qinglin's hand across his waist, his body tensed instantly, and his voice was a little dry, "Speak as you speak, can you avoid the problem of owed hands?"

Mu Qinglin glanced sideways, let go and put it in his pocket, "If you want to get twice the result with half the effort, you have to use different methods for different people."

The implication is that she owes it herself?

Zhou Yi bumped away Mu Qinglin's body blocking him, and walked towards the car with big strides.

When she arrived at the restaurant, Zhou Yi realized that she shouldn't have believed in Mu Qinglin's ghosts at all!

She is the one who pays, and she hasn't even touched the menu, so how can she let Mu Zipei stand by and watch!

"Xiao Jiu, what juice do you like to drink?" Mu Zipei flipped through the menu and asked Zhou Yi.

Before Zhou Yi could speak, Mu Qinglin had already answered the words for her, "Just order your share."

After speaking, Mu Qinglin asked the waiter to pour Zhou Yi a glass of boiled water.

Zhou Yi was stunned.

She's the one who pays, and she doesn't even have the right to drink a glass of juice, but someone's sister can order whatever she wants?

Oh, that's alright.

"Sister, let's go to the movies after dinner. There are a lot of new movies recently." Mu Zipei said enthusiastically.

Mu Qinglin looked at Zhou Yi, "Do you want to go?"

Zhou Yi showed no expression, "I don't want to..."

Mu Qinglin said, "Then I won't go."

"Oh! Why are you doing this!" Mu Zipei ran to the opposite seat unwillingly, dangling his arms around Mu Qinglin, "Sister, I want to see."

Mu Qinglin held the water glass in the other hand, his attitude seemed to have mutated, "Let's go in, what should Xiao Jiu do?"

"Sleep next to it."

"At least at the same table, is it appropriate for you to do this?"

When Mu Qinglin said this, Zhou Yi felt that she should have glanced at him, it was not true, and when she pulled her gaze back from the drink shop opposite, she only saw her tilting her head to Mu Zipei, her eyes were full of smiles .

"Another day, be obedient." Mu Qinglin coaxed.

Mu Zipei pursed her lips and reluctantly agreed, "Okay..."

Mu Qinglin laughed, raised her hand and rubbed her head to comfort her, "I'll pick out a dress later, and my sister will give it to you."

"Ah! Thank you, sister!" Mu Zipei leaned his head on Mu Qinglin's shoulder, and said, "As expected, you still love me the most."

Mu Qinglin raised his shoulders, pretending to be displeased, "After that, if I make a mistake, will you still blame me?"

Without thinking, Mu Zipei said, "Pull!"

Mu Qing smiled angrily, "Little heartless."

"Hey, mom and dad don't dare to hurt you, but they will scold me." Mu Zipei said flatteringly: "Everyone has said that only older sisters are good in the world, and a child without an older sister is like a grass."

Zhou Yi felt that she was that little weed now.

Sitting alone on one side, but also forced to watch other people's sisters enjoy themselves.

It's okay, she's not sour.

There is nothing sour.

He was originally an outsider.

"Hello, be careful, serve the food." Two waiters stood aside and smiled.

Mu Qinglin was the first to sit up, and politely asked the waiter to help adjust the placement of each plate.

When the dishes were ready, Mu Qinglin heated up a pair of chopsticks and said to Zhou Yi, "Eat, these should be your favorite."

Zhou Yi was taken aback for a moment, and quickly lowered his head to look.

The most recent one is braised short ribs.

The sour feeling mixed with the resentment in Zhou Yi's chest dissipated immediately, and she pressed the chopsticks on the empty plate to align it.

Mu Qinglin lowered her eyes and smiled. After a while, she put a piece of Yong Tau Foo on her plate and said, "Try this, I like it."

When Mu Zipei heard it, he rushed to the side and said, "I like to eat too."

Mu Qinglin was amused, "Why are you everywhere? I took Xiao Jiu to sit with you when I entered the door, and now I leave her alone, or you should not eat..."

Before Mu Qinglin could finish his sentence, Mu Zipei had already returned to sit next to Zhou Yi with the dishes in his hands.

Because of Mu Zipei's chatterbox, the three of them ate for almost two hours before finishing their meal.

The waiter came over after finishing the bill, and Zhou Yi subconsciously took out his mobile phone, only to see that Mu Qinglin had already taken the receipt from the waiter, and was about to scan the QR code below to pay.

Zhou Yi, "Agreed, I'll invite you."

Mu Qinglin didn't stop moving, "You've already hired me, now it's my turn to pay."

"That's right, let my sister pay." Mu Zipei muttered, "Since my sister works, she basically pays for my living expenses, and she also buys clothes. She has money."

Zhou Yi frowned.

According to her observations in the past few days, Mu Zipei's monthly living expenses are at least 2,000 yuan, and the clothes she wears are not street goods. Mu Qinglin is a small reporter who works on people's livelihood news, and spends so much money on her every month. , How can I repay the mortgage and pay various fees?

Is it because of this that they are so poor that they need the northwest wind?

"What are you thinking about, you are frowning like a little old lady." Mu Qinglin asked with a smile.

"It's nothing..." Zhou Yi shook his head, followed Mu Zipei to get up and leave.

After coming out of the restaurant, Mu Zipei took Mu Qinglin straight to the women's clothing store she frequented to pick out skirts.

Zhou Yi knows that this store is not a famous brand, but the price of a random pair of trousers is thousands of yuan.

"Sister, how are you?" Mu Zipei asked Mu Qinglin while holding up her skirt.

Mu Qinglin, "It suits you..."

"Then buy this one."

"Ok…"

Mu Qinglin went directly to the cashier to pay.

Hearing the number reported by the cashier, Zhou Yi acted faster than he realized, covering Mu Qinglin's WeChat QR code.

Mu Qinglin was startled, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yi reacted and wanted to withdraw his hand in embarrassment. Seeing the price close to five digits on the screen, he decisively pressed Mu Qinglin's phone and said, "I'll pay..."

Mu Qinglin understood Zhou Yi's intentions, put her arm on the cash register and smiled for a long time.

"Laughing fart!" Zhou Yi was annoyed.

Mu Qinglin raised Zhou Yi's hand on it through the mobile phone, and said with a suppressed smile, "Afraid I'll drink northwest wind in the second half of the month?"

Zhou Yi asked angrily, "No?"

"Of course not." Mu Qinglin took out his mobile phone to scan the code, and after he succeeded, he turned to look at Zhou Yi and said, "Would you just watch me starve?"

She used to say yes without hesitation, but now...

"There is no self-awareness of the poor." Zhou Yi complained, but it was obviously not a denial of Mu Qinglin's rhetorical question.

Mu Qinglin put away her mobile phone, leaned back against the cashier and said, "Don't worry about it all day, people who are 27 are not so young and arrogant. If I can't do it, I won't slap my face to look fat. "

Does that mean you can still make money?

probably.

Such an excellent person.

"??" No, why did she praise Mu Qinglin so smoothly?

"Sister, are you ready?" Mu Zipei asked after changing her clothes.

Mu Qinglin, "Okay..."

"Then let's go downstairs, I still want to buy a hairpin."

"No hurry, go to the fourth floor first."

"Why go?"

"Buy some drinks..."

"I'm not thirsty, how about you, Xiaojiu?" Mu Zipei asked.

Zhou Yi subconsciously pursed her dry lips.

She didn't drink that glass of plain water until the end, and ate the whole meal dry.

"I'm thirsty..." Mu Qinglin said.

Mu Zipei, "Oh..."

Mu Qinglin only ordered a cup of milk tea, and when it was ready, the waiter asked her, "Take it away or tie it up?"

"Tie it open..." Mu Qinglin pointed to Zhou Yi, who was bored aside with his chin, and said, "Give her..."

Mu Zipei, who had just come back from the bathroom, heard this, and hurriedly leaned over and asked, "Where's mine?"

"No..." Mu Qinglin said, "You already drank fruit juice during the meal, and the milk tea is for Xiao Jiu. This is called equal treatment. If you still want to drink, the two of you at the same table can discuss who will invite you."

"Okay, but why don't you let me give Xiao Jiu some juice?" Mu Zipei asked strangely.

Mu Qinglin snapped his fingers in front of Huangshen's Zhou Yi, and said, "Why are you in a daze, let's go on."

Immersed in the sudden "surprise" of this scene, Zhou Yi regained his senses and picked up the milk tea on the bar.

Then Mu Qinglin turned around again, and answered what Mu Zipei said just now, "Xiao Jiu can't drink juice."

Mu Zipei, "Why?"

"She is taking traditional Chinese medicine, so she should avoid raw and cold for a while."

"Oh, I see."

"After you understand it, don't put those messy things in her desk pocket."

"I know, I know."

"Xiao Jiu, hurry up." Mu Zipei turned around and waved to Zhou Yi, who was several steps behind her and Mu Qinglin.

Zhou Yi let out a "huh", still walking slowly, her heart was surging like a butterfly flapping its wings among the flowers, thinking briskly: If there is no sister, there will be no sister, she seems to live without much "grass".