Chapter 117 Song Zhaobang Part 4

It's just that in this way, her little darling will be wronged, and Mrs. Song feels a little sorry.

Song Zhaolai was in the old lady's arms, with a soft voice, "Grandmother, I don't care."

Mrs. Song found out that her little granddaughter really didn't care.

She will not be sad, will not be wronged, and the emotions that a person should have seem to have disappeared.

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Half a month later is the entrance examination for Canglan College.

Since Song Zhao was going to take the exam, after discussing with Song Yun, he was very active in inviting some masters to review for Song Zhao.

Although there is no use in cramming, it is better than doing nothing.

Song Zhao didn't want to waste time on this, so he proposed to ask Si Yu for help in reviewing.

Si Yu was accompanied by the prince to study, and he had been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, so his knowledge is naturally not bad.

So Song Zhao was directly sent by his parents to live with Si Yu in the Zhaixing Building.

Si Yu stood under the eaves.

Watching Song Zhao move into Zhaixing Building with big and small bags, he felt a bit of sweet trouble.

"Your purpose for me is too blatant."

Song Zhao was also very troubled, "I can't help it, I can only use you as an excuse to be clean for half a month."

"You don't need to say more." He lowered his eyes slightly, staring directly at her with dark pupils, his posture was a little lazy.

"I know."

Isn't it just that he likes what he likes so much that he can't wait to get along with him day and night?

Although it was helpless to be infatuated with by the little girl, Si Yu still took the responsibility of giving Song Zhao a test to test her IQ.

Song Zhao sat cross-legged next to the small table, doing the questions seriously.

Si Yu sat opposite her.

He was wearing a dark blue cloak, and his eyebrows and eyes were deep and cold.

With a cup of tea in his hand, he ate quietly.

The little girl opposite had a sullen face and was very serious.

Suddenly his hands were itchy, he pinched her face, and smiled casually, "Why are you acting like a little old woman."

Where did the pampering energy from before go?

Song Zhao patted his hand away and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Fourth brother made fun of me again, I don't look like a little old woman."

Si Yu lifted his robe.

The neckline was slightly open, revealing a thin collarbone.

He stared at Song Zhao for a while, and said calmly, "I'm curious, you never liked to read books before, let alone solve problems, but now you are more diligent."

No one knows Song Zhao's changes better than him.

Not to mention anything else, just right now, she has done all the questions he asked her correctly.

If he didn't know that this was the little girl herself, he would have doubted whether it was a different person.

Song Zhao picked up his pen seriously.

There was a touch of pink on her white and tender cheeks, and her eyes were as bright as moonlight.

She hummed softly and said, "I don't miss my former self at all. She was too reckless, too self-willed, too ignorant, and too easy to trust others, so that she suffered a lot and learned a lot of lessons."

So in this life, she has to live smartly!

Song Zhao's tone was very calm, and Si Yu heard it in his ears, and his heart suddenly hurt sharply, a very familiar pain.

Like the pain of losing a loved one forever.

He suppressed that weird feeling, and asked playfully, "You have been well-clothed and well-fed since you were young, and the baby of the Song family, who will give you hardship, and who will teach you a lesson?"

He was just asking casually, and he would never tear the person who bullied the little girl into pieces.

Song Zhao put down his pen and dragged his cheeks, "I just suddenly realized that no one will always be your umbrella. Only by strengthening yourself can you sleep peacefully."

A little girl who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, actually has this feeling?

Si Yu wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

He put down the teacup, slightly hooked the end of his eyes with wanton dyeing, and said in a low and sexy voice, "You call me brother, and brother is willing to be your umbrella all the time."

Song Zhao paused for a moment, then walked over suddenly, and touched Si Yu's hand.

"Fourth brother, thank you."

She met his long and narrow eyes and said softly, "I will be very good to you in the future."

She hasn't made up her mind yet, whether to let the powerful minister go, and watch him rise and destroy the world in the future.

But that's what he said to the powerful minister.

she decides.

During Si Yu's life, she will treat him wholeheartedly.

Why is this little Ah Zhao not reserved at all?

Si Yu straightened her lips vigorously, preventing the arc from rising.

He looked at her with disgust.

However, those two-way cold and thin black eyes concealed a bit of undetectable tenderness, and the bony hands pressed Song Zhao's head,

"Shameless!"

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Half a month passed by.

Brother's face is about to swell to the sky.

Ladies and gentlemen, try to help me stabilize the ranking, it will be cold if I fall.