Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

At this time, An Zeliang looked at her very puzzled and continued indifferently.

"Yamashita-san, don't you have a girlfriend?"

"How can I have a girlfriend!" Yamashita Yoko's expression became speechless. She cheated on Kuroda, but that doesn't mean she is bisexual. "I like boys."

"What does this have to do with who you like?" An Zeliang laughed, "I'm talking about female friends, or girlfriends for short."

“?” The students who were watching the show all looked at each other with question marks in their eyes.

Yamashita Yoko also opened her eyes wide, with a look of shock, and then became very excited: "You are talking about... this girlfriend!"

"Yes, what do you understand?" An Zeliang nodded and ate his lunch box calmly.

"Of course I am..." Yoko Yamashita wanted to explain, but An Zeliang didn't give her the chance at all. He continued with a smile.

"No matter what you misunderstood, Yamashita-san, the definition of a girlfriend is clearly written in the dictionary as a favorite female companion."

"Then Nakano-san and Hoshimiya-san are so close to me, so naturally they are both my girlfriends."

As each word fell into her ears, Yoko Yamashita's excited expression gradually faded, and she even revealed a sense of confusion.

The main reason was that An Zeliang was so calm when he expounded these twisted theories. He didn't look like a scumbag who had been caught at all. No classmates in the class raised any doubts. All these factors combined made Yamashita Yoko begin to doubt herself.

"Yamashita-san, you should take more Chinese classes."

An Zeliang began to chase people away, "We have to make props after lunch, so we don't have time to chat with you. Go play with your good friend Kuroda Xin."

"..."

After seeing off the self-doubting Yamashita Yoko, the quiet class gradually returned to normal. Everyone started talking about the school festival, the details of the haunted house, the props, etc.

However, everyone's eyes would still look at An Zeliang from time to time.

Those words fooled Yoko Yamashita, but they did not fool the sharp-eyed onlookers.

At this moment, everyone was secretly wondering who was the real girlfriend and who was the fake one between the two girlfriends?

Or in other words...who is the queen?

But among the countless eyes with different expressions, there is only one look that is the purest, and that is Inoue Kazu's eyes.

He looked at An Zeliang with fiery eyes, his expression was extremely determined. He resisted the urge to join the discussion. He didn't even eat lunch, but took out his book and started studying on the spot.

The girl at the table in front of him saw him like this and said that she was worried about his health. She suggested sharing her lunch box with him and eating from it, but Inoue refused on the spot.

The world of top students is so exciting, even for a relationship to happen, two outstanding girls have to compete for it!

He must continue to work hard and strive to become as good as An Zeliang!

No, he has to be better than An Zeliang!

Inoue Kazu's little universe is still exploding steadily today.

Different from the lively atmosphere in the class, the air around An Zeliang's table was quiet, cold and chilly...

But Nakano Aoi seemed not to notice this aura and asked curiously.

"An Ze-kun, does the dictionary definition of girlfriend really mean a favorite female companion, without any definition in terms of love?"

"Of course it's true." When An Zeliang was a scumbag in his previous life, he also used this rhetoric and even looked it up in the dictionary for this purpose.

Seeing that Nakano Aoi wanted to continue asking something, An Zeliang picked up a piece of tamagoyaki and put it in her lunch box, and said gently: "Nakano-chan, tamagoyaki is sweet and delicious, you should eat more."

"Thank you." Nakano Aoi thanked softly and continued.

"An Ze-kun really knows a lot... Speaking of which, it just occurred to me that if this girlfriend is really the definition of a romantic relationship."

"Then it seems that Anze-kun and I have already met the parents."

"After all, An Ze-jun has already communicated with my sister-in-law, and they have a very good relationship."

Xinggong Lin ate with a calm expression, as if there was no ripple in her heart. However, she used her chopsticks to directly break off a piece of beef fillet, slowly put it into her mouth, and chewed it bite by bite.

"Nakano-chan, what you said makes sense." An Zeliang put another piece of tamagoyaki into Nakano Aoi's lunch box, "Eat a couple of mouthfuls of rice before you talk, or the lunch box will get cold and won't taste good."

"Okay." Nakano Aoi lowered her head obediently and ate the food that An Zeliang picked for her. Suddenly, she lowered her little head and asked a vague question.

"Anze-kun, you and the president are going to go to the hot spring hotel trip on the weekend together, right?"

"Well, I've already discussed this with Rin-chan, and she told me that you agreed to it."

"I did agree." Nakano Aoi's cheeks puffed up and her clear eyes flickered as she looked at An Zeliang, as sweet and lovely as ever.

"Oh, I just remembered something else."

Aoi Nakano was eating and tilted her head to look at Hoshimiya Rin, her voice still sweet and gentle.

"If the president goes on a trip to a hot spring hotel with us on the weekend, Anze-kun won't be able to go meet his parents."

"Oh, sorry, Mr. President, I seem to be one step ahead of your girlfriend."

It seems that even Tamagoyaki can't stop you, a green tea girl, from making trouble!

An Zeliang looked at his lunch box and felt a little annoyed. If he had known earlier, he would not have picked up the tamagoyaki. He should have picked up the octopus sausage directly.

He stuffed it directly into Nakano Aoi's mouth, making it impossible for her to speak.

rustling...

The hair that hung down behind Xinggong Lin made a slight sound when she raised her head. A cool breath came over her face, and her aura of "no one can get close to her" was fully unleashed.

He didn't look at Nakano Aoi, nor did he respond to her words.

Xinggong Lin just looked at An Zeliang calmly, with her light pink lips slightly parted.

"Liang Jun, when I was packing my things last night, I found that a pair of stockings I really liked was missing."

"Can you please look in your bedroom when you get home tonight to see if you forgot it there?"

"Okay, it's probably tucked up with my coat. I'll look for it."

As An Zeliang nodded, Nakano Aoi's smiling face suddenly froze.

Meeting the parents is nothing...having established a relationship with them is the real relationship!

However, Nakano Aoi quickly adjusted her state and continued chatting as usual, but she did not mention topics such as meeting the parents and girlfriend.

This is the difference in combat power.

Looking at this contrast, An Zeliang sighed in his heart.

If Hayano Hoshiko was here, even if Hoshimiya Rin crushed her with a calm face, she would continue to fight with a hard mouth until An Zeliang found a way to stop.

Nakano Aoi is the kind of person who quietly prepares in the background, then launches an attack in one fell swoop, pursues the enemy when he wins, and retreats immediately after losing the first battle. Once the war starts, he has a lot of ideas in his mind, so he is very suitable to be a military strategist, but not suitable to be a general.

As for Tamamo Yuki...

A good friend pendant.

Cute and natural.

It always appears when you least expect it, and then steals into your home silently without you even knowing it.

After these two sentences interrupted Nakano Aoi's rhythm, Xinggong Rin stopped talking and continued eating. An Zeliang occasionally said a few words to her, and Xinggong Rin would raise her cold eyes.

"Don't talk while eating or sleeping. Since An Ze-jun likes Dragon Country culture very much, why not try to learn the life philosophy in Dragon Country culture?"

Deceiving.

Not only do you talk in your sleep, you bite as well.

An Zeliang looked at Xinggong Lin's cold little face and thought silently in his heart.

Lunch time was over quickly.

In the first physical education class in the afternoon, students from Class A, where An Zeliang and Nakano Aoi were, and Class C, where Hoshimiya Rin was, were divided into groups according to their division of labor. They came together in twos and threes and were busy with the affairs of the joint store for the school festival.

The three of them were naturally assigned tasks and were asked to sew clothes.

Although An Zeliang had never done this kind of work before, after seeing Nakano Aoi's sewing skills, he quickly got the hang of it.

"Anze-kun learns so fast." Nakano Aoi said in surprise.

"It's okay." An Zeliang smiled and shook his head. After all, his agility attribute is 155 points, and he also has expert-level surgical skills... Using such an exaggerated panel to learn how to sew clothes is really an overkill.

"Anze-kun will definitely be a good father in the future. He can help mom and sew a lot of clothes for the baby." Nakano Aoi smiled gently and sweetly.

"Look, I think this white one will look really cute on little girls."

"?"

An Zeliang thought that he hadn't even decided on a girlfriend, but Xiao Lucha had even decided on the color of his baby's clothes.

If this continues, what else can Little Green Tea dare to think about? He doesn't even dare to think about it.

"Nakano-chan, I just helped you sew a costume prop, don't repay me with evil."

An Zeliang spoke slowly in the Dragon Kingdom language.

"Huh, what?" Nakano Aoi was stunned. Although she had learned a lot about Dragon Country culture, the Dragon Country language was too difficult to learn. She had only learned some basics so far, so naturally she didn't understand.

"It's okay. I told you that you're great. If you work faster, we can finish the job soon."

"... "

As the two were talking, Xinggong Lin slowly put down the cloth in her hand. She had not touched the needle and thread since a while ago, but just looked at the many cloths silently.

“Drip, drip, drip…”

The dial pad made a small beep, and then Xinggong Lin picked up the phone and said lightly.

"Ayase, I have about thirty pieces of fabric here, in varying sizes, mainly black, white, and red. I need to make about twenty haunted house-style costumes. It's best if no more than two of each style are repeated."

"Can you get it done by tomorrow morning?"

"Yeah, yeah, okay, I'll leave it to you then."

This is indeed the style of the little rich woman, who believes that money can make the world go round.

As An Zeliang was thinking, he saw Xinggong Lin put down the cloth in his hand, got up and left.

"I'm back in Class C."

Xinggong Lin's steps were without any hesitation, her long hair fluttering in the air, and her back was cold.

In the class, the students who made props held up wooden boards and gestured constantly. The students in charge of coloring held paint buckets with helplessness on their faces, probably because they were asked to paint colorful black things. The male and female voices mixed together, it was very noisy, but also very youthful.

However, Xinggong Lin doesn't fit in with them.

When she was about to pass by, her classmates would automatically make way for her. No one said goodbye to her, and no one asked her, "Xingmiya-san, where are you going?"

Xinggong Lin is like a handful of snow, and her calm figure is about to slowly melt into the lively atmosphere.

However, she has long been used to it.

The classmates around her also regarded her as a high-ranking beauty that could not be approached, and did not feel anything unusual.

"Rin-chan, don't go back."

An Zeliang came over at some point, naturally grabbed Xinggong Lin's wrist, and said with a smile.

"You should sew the costumes with us."

"Ayase will have someone take care of it." Xing Gonglin stopped walking, and did not shake off An Zeliang's hand, but did not mean to go back, "I have also included the part that Liang Jun and Nakano-san are responsible for."

"You don't have to be busy anymore, just go back to class together."

"That's not what I meant." Anze Liang thought for a while, then pulled Hoshinomiya Rin to the vending machine, bought a box of strawberry milk and handed it to her.

"I'm not thirsty now." Xinggong Lin refused lightly.

"Have you had enough lunch?"

"not at all."

"Then drink it. It's only 250 milliliters, which is enough for your stomach." An Zeliang took out the straw and inserted it without saying a word, then stuffed it into Xinggong Lin's hand.

"I quite like watching you eat. It's very elegant, very beautiful, and very appetizing."

"... "

Looking at the milk in her hand and then at An Zeliang, Xinggong Lin said nothing. She put the straw between her lips and began to drink silently.

I don’t know which words convinced me.

"Rin-chan, let's cancel the arrangements with Ayase." An Zeliang casually brushed the loose hair beside Hoshimiya Rin's ears behind her ears, and the warmth of his palm swept across the girl's white and tender ear tips, feeling the familiar touch and coolness.

"why?"