In fact, "The Little Prince" gave me a slightly sad feeling, but after reading it, I firmly believed in my mind that the little prince and his unique rose want to live a happy and happy life every day. Holding a small bench, on his little planet, he kept watching the sunrise or sunset.

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Idon\'tbelieveyou!Flowersareweak.They\'renaive.Theyreassurethemselveswhateverwaytheycan.Theybelievetheirthornsmakethemfrightening…

I don't believe that flowers are fragile, they are very simple, they just want to protect themselves as much as possible in their own way, they think those thorns can make them look terrible...

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My sister was reading English lightly, and while I was pinching her pink shoulders, I was doing simultaneous translation in a low voice. I liked this arrogant little rose in the book very much, even though she knew that the planet might be destroyed after the little prince left. The baobab tree is destroyed, and she is likely to die, but she still has no words to hold back.

Probably this is also a kind of helplessness in an adult. After all, the author is an air force pilot, and the retention of a lover has no real effect except for the overflow of tears.

Later, I didn't have much interest in watching it, so I started to focus on helping her rub her shoulders. At this time, I thought it was better to think more about how to deal with the exam questions that my sister gave.

After reading two more parts, my sister closed the book, raised her head slightly, and bumped my stomach twice with the back of her head,

"My head hurts, help me rub my temples!"

"Okay!" I responded with a smile, then quickly raised my hand, pressed my thumb lightly on her temple, and rubbed it slowly.

My sister squinted her eyes, tilted her head back, and gently pressed against my stomach, her cherry red mouth pouted slightly, and the corners of her mouth raised a lovely arc.

The little prince has her unique rose, and I, too, have my own unique rose.

After rubbing for a while, Qin Mengmeng also said that she felt sore back and wanted her sister to lend me to her. She also helped her rub her shoulders and legs, but she was rejected by her sister unsurprisingly.

Qin Mengmeng kept mumbling: Yan Yan is stingy.

At noon, I called upstairs and ordered a little at random. After about 20 minutes, the dishes were delivered one after another.

The lunch was still very rich. After lunch, everyone sat and chatted together again. I don’t know what was going on, and my sister wanted to give me exam questions.

As a result, everyone immediately became interested, and then began to ask various questions.

My sister's answer made me speechless. She spread her hands in a bachelor, "I haven't even answered my questions yet!"

"It turns out that the quiz hasn't come out yet!" Xia Xiaoman leaned on the table with a face full of interest, but Qin Mengmeng's eyes lit up, "Would you like us to help you solve the quiz?"

"Are you helping me out?"

"That's right!" Qin Mengmeng snapped her fingers, but it was just a snap of her fingers, and no sound came out, because she wouldn't snap her fingers at all.

"What's your question?" My sister looked at Qin Mengmeng with some surprise. She kept dragging it because she didn't know what the question was. I don't know which ones are.

"For example, your latest favorite color!" Qin Mengmeng blinked.

As soon as her voice fell, I gave the answer without hesitation, "White and light blue."

"Huh?" Qin Mengmeng looked at me in astonishment, and her sister spread her hands speechlessly.

"Yan Yan's favorite dish!" Qin Mengmeng insisted.

"Before the age of nine, I liked to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes. From the age of nine to twelve, I like to eat braised pork with potatoes. From the age of twelve to now, I like to eat shredded potatoes with vinegar. Haven't you noticed that this dish has been ordered a few times recently. !"

"Yan Yan?" Qin Mengmeng looked at her sister for proof!

"It's useless!" The elder sister lowered her head slightly, "These problems can't help him!"

"I don't believe it, come again!" Qin Mengmeng stood up abruptly, rolled up her sleeves, and stared at me with a disbelieving expression, "I'll ask you again, what kind of clothes Yanyan likes to wear!"

"That's a good question. Now my sister's latest favorite is the sweater I made for her, and this is the white sweater she's wearing now."

"However, when I was a child, my sister's favorite was a princess dress. It was a six-year-old birthday present from my mother. There were a lot of sparkling rhinestones on the skirt. She wore it for a week without washing. The white princess The dresses have all turned into gray princess dresses, and if my mother hadn’t caught her and forcibly took her off and washed her, I guess she could have been dressed in black.”

"Is it necessary to be so detailed?" My elder sister gave me a speechless look, "You have ruined all my personalities!"

After listening to my sister say this, I realized that it seems that I really have gone too far in detail?

It's a pity that Qin Mengmeng couldn't help but covered her mouth and started laughing. Sun Jueqian, Xia Xiaoman, An Xin, and Shen Liuli were in the same situation.

"It turns out that Sister Yan still has such a black history!" Xia Xiaoman couldn't help but say.

Hmph, does she have less black history? I couldn't help thinking in my heart, such as when she was in elementary school, she wore a down jacket and wool pants in winter, but she refused to wear short skirts, and in summer, she wore sandals, but she insisted on finding a pair of pink socks over her feet, and when she was eating She was beaten and cried by her mother because she was picky eating, so she swallowed the snot and rice grains into her stomach one by one...

With a dark face, my sister turned around and pinched me on my waist. I twisted in pain and avoided her hand.

After everyone laughed for a while, Sun Jueqian suddenly raised his head and asked me with a completely restrained smile,

"Then tell me, what kind of ice cream do Yan Yan like to eat?"

As soon as I heard this question, I immediately understood where the pit of this question was, but being able to ask this question, it seems that Sun Jueqian has a deep understanding of her sister's habits on weekdays.

"Why, can't you answer?"

Sun Jueqian looked at me with a half-smile, and my sister turned her head curiously, thinking, this question is really difficult!

"Can't answer...that's impossible!"

In the first half of the sentence, I looked like I was accepting my fate. In the second half of the sentence, I changed the subject and raised my head. Although there was no victory, my face was already wearing the smile of a winner.

I stretched out my hands, pointed at Qin Mengmeng and Sun Jueqian, and raised my brows proudly.

"You must have thought that I would answer with lemon flavor, haha, wrong, you are so naive, lemon flavor is just what I like, don't think that I eat lemon flavor on weekdays, my sister eats lemon flavor with me Son, I would have thought her favorite was lemon, but..."

Having said that, I bought a pass and touched my sister's hair with my skills, and then continued,

"My sister's favorite is strawberry-flavored ice cream!"