Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

  Chapter 32 My sister called his brother ah ah ah ah

   Even if Jiang Zeyu spoils his younger sister, he still doesn’t believe that she has the ability to take the first place.

  After all, my sister’s grades are there, ahem... it’s only a few points higher than him.

   Afraid that the look she had just now was too shocked and hurt her sister’s self-esteem, Jiang Zeyu cheered up again, "Okay, sister, I believe you, come on!"

   Jiang Zeyu was the one who said nothing.

  How could Jiang Yu fail to see that he actually didn't believe it in his heart?

  She said that she had no proof, anyway, she would prove it with facts in the future, and she was not in a hurry to convince Jiang Zeyu.

   "Right, sister," Jiang Zeyu scratched his head, "Didn't you say that you can promise me a small request? I suddenly thought of it last night, can I make this small request now?"

   "Okay."

   Jiang Yu looked at him intently, Jiang Zeyu hesitated when he reached his mouth, and did not speak for a while.

  Jiang Yu waited for him patiently, because she was also a little curious about what kind of request Jiang Zeyu would make.

  It shouldn’t be too difficult to figure it out in one night.

  Although the same can be said, she has not encountered any request that can stump her.

   Facing Jiang Yu's focused and clear eyes, Jiang Zeyu became more nervous.

  Song Bi is eating melons by the side.

  See you after a long time, Brother Yu is actually shy!

  Is this the magic of my sister? Gee tut.

   Jiang Zeyu felt his heart beating a little bit strangely. He was shy, afraid to look at Jiang Yu’s eyes. He hesitated and said, "Sister, can you... call me brother?"

  Song Bi almost fell on the table.

  Is this what Brother Yu asked for all night?

   And she is so nervous when she speaks, she looks like a little girl!

  Jiang Zeyu waited nervously for Jiang Yu’s answer. He did not dare to look up, for fear of seeing his sister dislike him, and for fear of hearing his sister’s refusal to answer.

  But he didn’t wait long before Jiang Yu responded, “Okay.”

  She paused, spit out thin lips, and called out the name she had never called before, "...fourth brother."

   Ah ah ah ah!

  Jiang Zeyu was stunned at first, and then he almost wanted the groundhog to scream!

  But he was still taking care of his face, he just opened his mouth wide, made a short "Ah" sound and stopped.

  My sister called him his brother ah ah ah ah ah!

   Jiang Zeyu felt like setting off fireworks, and countless "ah" words flashed up the barrage before his eyes. He was so happy that he couldn't wait to run two laps on the playground now!

  His heart is surging, feeling a little hot on his face and ears, "Thanks...thank you sister."

  Damn, he actually stutters!

  Song Bi pressed his forehead and sighed.

  Brother Yu, you are a little bit disappointed!

  Your sister just called her brother, so moved you?

   Then if she smiled at you again, wouldn't you be able to act in place and go to heaven?

   Jiang Zeyu’s hands are a little bit nowhere to rest, "Then... Then I'll go back to my seat first."

  He took two steps, Jiang Yu stopped him again, "Fourth brother?"

   Jiang Zeyu turned around immediately, staring at Jiang Yu with bright eyes.

  My sister called him fourth brother again!

  He is complete!

   Ah, the voice of my sister calling his fourth brother is so beautiful and touching!

  If Song Bi could hear Jiang Zeyu's thoughts at this moment, he would definitely feel that his brain was twitched.

  Jiang Yu’s broken voice, what is the name?

   "Sister, what's wrong? What else do you need your brother to do for you? Just say it!"

   Jiang Yu gestured, "You have the same hands and feet."

   Jiang Zeyu: "..."

  　 I laughed so hard, you actually think Jiang Zeyu and Feng Junhao are a pair, give up, they can't be locked.

  　　 Then, thank you little cuties, the rating is finally up to 9, happy! (But I didn’t change it today (/ω＼) I had a headache last night, and I didn’t have many codewords, so I will hold the manuscript tightly.

  (End of this chapter)