After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 169 Do You Want A Son Or A Daughter?

Chapter 169 Do You Want A Son Or A Daughter?
later.

The three of them briefly cleaned the utility room, fed a piece of ham, and then left, coming back tomorrow.

On the way back, Qiao Liang walked restlessly and fell into deep thought.

An Ting asked curiously, "Xiao Wai, what are you thinking?"

"Hmm...I was thinking about the cat's name."

This guy... It's only been 10 minutes since he picked up the cat, and he's already thinking about the name.

At this moment, Qiao Liang looked at Song Ci, as if thinking of something, his bright eyes turned, a small fox smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Song Ci, you have a high literary attribute, can you help me think of a name? Oh, yes , what is your dog's name, you can refer to it."

"Nai Te... because it is a milky white dog, so it is called Nai Te." At this point, a small light bulb lit up on Song Ci's head, and he said excitedly: "Since that cat is black, why not call it Dark Dog?" Booth!"

As soon as this word comes out.

Anting couldn't help but get a black line on his forehead.

God damn it - Dark Pavilion!
Just as Song Ci was complacent about playing tricks on An Ting, Qiao Liang became even more proud and said excitedly, "I am here to officially announce——Song Ci is the namer of Maomao, one of my accomplices!"

The idea of ​​this hand operation is very clear.

You have already given it a name, so it is impossible to ignore it.

Song Ci was startled slightly, his lips and teeth parted slightly, but he couldn't argue.

"."

And this time.

The group of three had come to the slope outside the girls' dormitory. Qiao Liang trotted down the bare osmanthus trees and the shadows left by the street lamps.

An Ting and Song Ci just looked at Qiao Liang's back.

By coincidence, the radio station played the theme song of "Dragon Ball GT".

Gradually I am attracted to you...

Qiao Liang should be a scumbag, not only a scumbag man, even a woman can be a scumbag.

……

By the way.

The extremely domineering black and white cow cat was not really called Anting because it would be confusing to read, so it was finally named - Anting.

Dark or dark.

Just the second day after discovering the cat, Qiao Liang asked for sick leave.

Even cats are scumbags.

Xiao An: "Meow meow~"

The day before asking for leave, Anting and Qiao Liang exchanged QQ numbers, all of the latter's IDs were called Bridge.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about. That person has asked for leave and is not at school, so he is not at ease with An Ting, worried that he will forget to feed the cat, and reminds him regularly.

"An Ting, when I'm not here, remember to feed my An An."

Anting was a little helpless. She didn't expect that this crazy girl who had her own way of thinking was so interested in cats and how much she liked cats.

"Okay, we are accomplices, and I will complete the task on time without your reminder."

Qiao Liang: "An Ting, Anting, and if you are caught by the teacher, you have to say that you are the principal culprit, and I am just an accessory."

Xiaowai, this was the note Anting gave Qiao Liang at the beginning.

As soon as I saw this sentence, I changed my note on the spot - "Cran Liang".

crumbs!cold!
Looking at the message on the phone, An Ting complained, "What kind of scum are you, you're turning black and white, right?"

Xiao Wai: "Don't look at me like this, I don't like being scolded very much."

Qiao Liangxiao, An Ting didn't disdain, he let out a long sigh, returned to the subject, and asked concerned: "So, Xiaoliang, why did you ask for leave?"

"Well...it's that day that girls have every month! Oh no, last time you knew what brand I used, and now you know my days... To some extent, you are already worse than my dad Understand me!"

Looking at this sentence on the phone screen, Anting almost fell down.

Helpless is helpless, but this is an interesting question, will the father know the life of his daughter?

Even if An Ting is a reborn person, he still doesn't know. In his previous life, he only lived to be 29 years old. He didn't have a family or a daughter...

In this life...if you get married, let's have a daughter.

Little loli, wow!

At this moment, it was actually the evening self-study, An Ting lay on the table, hid the phone under the table, and silently responded to the message.

Tonight is a bit special. For the monthly faculty meeting, all the teachers gather in the multimedia conference room, including Xu Qingshu. The person in charge of the day is none other than the study committee member Song Ci.

suddenly.

A shadow shrouded Anting, the young man looked up, and the one who caught his eyes was a somewhat sullen Song Ci, who was in charge of the day, and you are naturally a little bit dissatisfied when you play with your mobile phone here.

however.

Our hero, An Ting, didn't turn his head around and was still thinking about the father-daughter issue. Looking at Song Ci, without thinking, he blurted out: "Song Ci, I want a daughter."

Hearing this, Song Ci, who was a little sullen at first, was taken aback for a moment, then blushed and shut down.

While the other students heard the conversation here, they were dumbfounded at first, and then shocked - you know...these two people are pretending to be lovers, and everyone else thinks they are lovers. Not outrageous, just planning for the future.

CP leader Cheng Cheng, with love in his eyes, held his face in his hands, "Sweet!"

I can't wait to move the Civil Affairs Bureau here.

Today, many boys in the class have accepted that the two of them are CPs. It started in September and now it is December. They are used to it, and they have been used to it for a long time.

Taking advantage of the teacher's absence, he booed wildly.

At this time, Song Ci finally came back to his senses, blushed and said with eyes looking at garbage, "I'm sick!"

An Ting knew that he had said something wrong, but fortunately he had a thick skin: "."

……

Nine o'clock at night.

The school bell rings.

An Ting walked to the art building alone, feeding the cat...

I didn't call Song Ci, mainly because I didn't want to embarrass her. On the one hand, that person didn't like cats, and on the other hand, the art building at night was too gloomy, and that person was afraid of the dark and ghosts.

however.

After walking a few steps, the boy sensed that something was following him, turned his head and saw a straight, black girl in full winter school uniform.

"Song Porcelain..."

Song Ci is a studious person. Although he is only a freshman in high school, he will not leave the field so early after the evening self-study, unless something happens.

"Don't think that Qiao Liang just sent you a message..."

Song Ci spoke with a hint of helplessness. She was really not good at dealing with Qiao Liang. The latter's style was no less than that of Anting's mudslide.

An Ting joked, "But you didn't refuse her, you obediently obeyed."

He keeps saying that he is not an accomplice, but his body is always more honest than his mouth.

Song Ci argued with a hint of guilt: "She has already asked for sick leave. A patient made a request to me. How can I refuse!?"

"Ah yes yes yes."

The girl is a master debater, no matter what you say, she has ten thousand reasons for rebuttal.

An Ting was a salesman in his previous life, and he was good at eloquence. If he really wanted to argue, he wouldn't be too quarrelsome, but don't forget about sleeping in the kennel.

An Ting was too lazy to argue with her, so he slowed down and walked side by side with her, first went to the canteen to buy water and food, and then went back to the fifth floor of the art building.

It's been a warm winter recently.

During the time after school, the students on the school road came and went, in twos and threes.

Especially the commissary, the flow of people is the most dense.

An Ting asked Song Ci to wait outside, and went in to fight and plunder. The latter was amused by him, but it was not an exaggeration.

Since the canteen does not operate supper, and dinner is eaten at five or six in the afternoon, the canteen after the evening self-study is like sparks hitting the earth.

"Do you have anything to eat?"

Song Ci rubbed his stomach and said, "Buy me a marinated egg and a Vitasoy."

"Black bean flavor, right?"

"Ok!"

About three minutes later, Anting bought the cat's food and water, as well as a fried ham sausage, a braised egg, and a bottle of heated Vitasoy.

The concession stand has a hot box.

On the way back to the art building from the grocery store, Song Ci showed her arrogant side again. While eating the marinated egg, she asked, "Did Qiao Liang say when she would come back?"

This girl might not hate Qiao Liang that much...

An Ting replied: "Tomorrow."

Song Ci suddenly thought of something, changed the subject, and said, "By the way, why did you say such strange things in the classroom just now?"

"Strange thing?"

For a while, the boy didn't react.

Song Ci blushed a little, and muttered, "Give birth to a daughter or something..."

"Uh...that."

Then, An Ting briefly explained the reason for the question, which was derived from Qiao Liang's relatives coming, and Qiao Liang's sentence "You know me better than my father", which derived from the thinking-will the father know the life of his daughter?I want to have a daughter in the future and be a good father.

Song Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Pfft...you are so boring, you think so far."

"Then does your father know about your days?"

As soon as the words fell, An Ting realized that he had said the wrong thing. Which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted. Song Ci's father was gone when he was in elementary school.

Unexpectedly.

Song Ci was not angry, but with an inexplicable smile, she said, "Idiot, how can I have a day in elementary school... An Ting, I found out that you really don't know anything about girls. You know so many sisters, but you still don't understand anything. .”

Right.

How can elementary school girls have that...

Before the first dynasty came, his father passed away.

An Ting realized that he had committed a crime, and smiled awkwardly.

Song Ci was unforgiving and continued: "Big scumbag...but..."

"but what?"

"However, I can be sure of one thing... An Ting will be a very good father in the future."

Since living together for a period of time, Song Ci has firmly believed in this matter. The boy is a good friend and family; he will be a good father in the future.

Of course... a scumbag is still a scumbag.

Hearing this, An Ting was speechless, he had already started to reflect on the past life, if possible, he also wanted to have a good relationship in this life, try to give his heart, and learn to love others.

It's too hypocritical, just can't say it.

And then.

The chatterbox opened, and An Ting asked with a hint of curiosity, "Song Ci, if you have children in the future, do you want a son or a daughter?"

(End of this chapter)

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