Fifteen-year-old Song Xile wrote in her diary that her favorite type was——
Mature, gentle, and polite.
And these words happen to be adjectives for his brother Jiang Yanli.
Jiang Yanli, a famous figure who graduated from Tsinghua University, is also an upstart celebrity in the Department of Foreign Affairs.
His shirt buttons are always buttoned to the top, and he treats others with gentleness and courtesy.
In Song Xile's eyes, he was an elusive moon.
That little girl's thoughts can only become withered grass in the corner, unable to see the light of day.
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Until her twentieth birthday, Song Xile lost the game and had to send an unintentional message to the third contact on her phone.
Her eyelids twitched, and she sent a message to Jiang Yanli with a guilty conscience——
I don't like you anymore.
Anyway, Jiang Yanli has a good temper and is cold and distant, so he will be fine after a few explanations.
After returning home, Jiang Yanli sat on the sofa with a gloomy aura.
Song Xile was slightly drunk, and her soft voice seemed to be coquettish: "Brother..."
Just when he was about to explain that those words were a game, he was pulled into Jiang Yanli's arms.
The girl's watery eyes were foggy, and she couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality for a while.
He took off his silver-rimmed glasses, taught her to untie his tie, and deliberately put his breath close to her ear: "Do you still like me, brother?"
*Age difference 9, black belly fishing system x warm, soft and thorny
*1v1 sc double first love
*Bred lineage, but not related by blood
Purpose: Become a better person
