Fu Guoqiang was the oldest in the grade and sat at the first place. He said as an elder: "First of all, I would like to thank our chef today, student Qingran, for providing us with delicious food."

After speaking, there was a round of applause below.It can be seen that they often eat together and are quite proficient in this process.

Fu Guoqiang stretched out his hand to press down, and the applause was very cooperative, and then he heard Fu Guoqiang say:

"Secondly: Welcome to my good grandson, Fu Chen. Please take care of me in the future, especially you, Qingran. Starting tomorrow, you will be in one school and one class."

Gu Qingran smiled and nodded, "Okay!"

Fu Guoqiang turned his head to look at Fu Chen beside him: "Chenzi, grandpa, let me introduce you. This is Ms. Chu Hong. Your name is Aunt Chu."

Fu Chen was not in high spirits, and lazily called: "Aunt Chu—"

Fu Guoqiang pointed to Gu Qingxin who was sitting next to Chu Hong, and introduced, "This is Auntie Chu's second daughter, Gu Qingxin, you are in the same school and are currently in the third year of high school. My name is sister."

Fu Chen paused for a long time, when everyone thought he couldn't bark.

Called coldly and without emotion: "Sister."

Fu Guoqiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at Gu Qingran and said:

"This is Gu Qingran, Auntie Chu's youngest son. From now on, your brothers will be in the same class. By the way, how long is Qingran in your family? I only know that they are a year old."

Fu Chen has a bad feeling! This means that he is forced to arrange a brother for himself.

Chu Hong said softly as always: "My family is still in September."

Fu Guoqiang patted the table and became interested: "Coincidentally, my family's Chenzi is also in September. I still remember that when the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant, Grandma Chenzi and I specially brewed a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for him and buried it in the small garden downstairs. When Chenzi got married, I dug it out. I also "

"Cough cough!"

Fu Guoqiang's words were interrupted by Fu Chen's cough.

Fu Chen said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Fu Guoqiang slapped his forehead and smiled: "Look at me, it's far away. When is Qingran's September?"

Fu Chen and Gu Qingran straightened their backs at the same time, the strange competitive spirit unique to teenagers made them expect that they would be the one who came out first, at this age they all like to be called brother.

Chu Hong: "September [-]."

Fu Guoqiang laughed: "Coincidentally, it's really a coincidence, so our two families are destined. So is our Chenzi! But why haven't we seen Qingran celebrate his birthday for so many years?"

Gu Qingran's obvious smile froze for a second, but Fu Chen who was beside him still caught it.

Fu Chen laughed in his heart, it's not that they are so in love with each other, they don't even give birthdays.

Chu Hong: "Of course, once you're sensible, you don't want to celebrate your birthday."

Fu Guoqiang wanted to ask again, but seeing Chu Hong shaking his head, he didn't ask instead: "When was Qingran born?"

Chu Hong paused for a moment, as if recalling, and then heard her say: "6 o'clock in the morning, where is Chen Zi?"

Fu Guoqiang turned to Fu Chen: "Then Chenzi should be called Brother Qingran, Chenzi is at 6:[-] in the morning."

Fu Chen was so depressed that he wanted to call someone else's brother within a minute.

Gu Qingran looked at Fu Chen with a smile, with a smile of watching a play, the other two pairs of eyes looked at Fu Chen enthusiastically, and the other pair of eyes looked at Fu Chen with curiosity.

Fu Guoqiang urged from the side: "Chenzi, call me brother!"

Fu Chen frowned irritably, and cursed silently in his heart: Only sb is called brother.

Fu Guoqiang patted Fu Chen on the shoulder, and shouted in doubt: "Chenzi??"

Fu Chen turned slightly to look at Gu Qingran, stretched out his hand, with a cool expression on his face: "Fu Chen, nice to meet you!"

It's a ghost to be happy, look at his coldness that if Gu Qingran dared to call him brother, he would kill him.

Gu Qingran was amused in his heart, and wanted to tease him, but seeing Fu Chen's tense face, Gu Qingran decided to forget it and not cause trouble for himself.

He reacted quickly, and grabbed Fu Chen's hand: "Gu Qingran, I am the same!" Only when you are happy will you have a ghost.

Fu Chen's hands, whose ten fingers did not touch the spring water, were warm and dry, wide and strong, not as delicate as imagined, vulnerable to a single blow.Gu Qingran did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

On the contrary to Fu Chen, Gu Qingran's slender fingers are relatively flexible, without the sharpness of the bones. At the moment when the fingers touched, he felt the smoothness of the fingertips, and Fu Chen's mind suddenly popped up. One word: thin skin and tender meat, as soft as boneless.

If you think he is weak based on this, then you are wrong.

Fu Chen was bewildered by the illusion, and his hands hurt, only to realize that softness and bonelessness are all illusions, and Gu Qingran's hand strength is not inferior to him at all.

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