Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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Su Jinbei came out.

Miss Su picked up a slice of watermelon and ate it with slurping sounds.

Qiao Yu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Jinbei, don't listen to Qiao Jingjing's nonsense."

"Xia Qing and Qiao Jingjing have always been at odds, but we are completely innocent."

Of course, it's a pure and innocent leaf with seven thorns!

Su Jinbei glanced at him sideways, mimicking Qiao Jingjing's tone:

"What does this have to do with me?"

Qiao Yu grinned.

Miss Su is extremely cautious, impervious to all persuasion and arguments.

She can't be fooled by sweet talk, and she rarely gets angry.

Furthermore, the relationship hasn't reached that stage yet.

Qiao Yu never tried to coax her.

Unlike Qiao Jingjing, who was adept at coaxing others.

Su Jinbei said with a half-smile, "You should explain to Jingjing, she's really jealous."

As they were talking, Qiao's mother came out of her daughter's room.

I went into the kitchen to prepare the ingredients; it was time to start making lunch.

"Mom, how is she?"

Qiao Yu called from the living room.

"It's alright, it's getting a little better, the pain will go away in a bit," Qiao's mother replied.

Qiao Jingjing changed into a tank top and also changed her blood-stained underwear.

She lay on the bed, half-dead, whimpering.

Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed.

The door opened silently.

She looked up and saw Qiao Yu peeking in.

"Does it still hurt?"

Qiao Yu walked to the bedside.

"pain!"

Qiao Jingjing said pitifully, "Brown sugar ginger tea is useless."

"I'll rub it for you."

As Qiao Yu spoke, he reached out and lifted Qiao Jingjing's blanket.

Qiao Jingjing quickly pressed it down, her eyes wide:

"I don't want your massage, you heartless maggot."

They're practically dead already, why are they still worrying about these things?

Qiao Yu said helplessly, "Don't worry, you know what kind of person Xia Qing is. That's just how she is, always trying to go against you."

"Don't worry, I didn't seduce your nemesis."

Qiao Jingjing said insincerely, "Why are you explaining to me? I don't care. Go explain to Su Jinbei."

Qiao Yu laughed and said, "I already explained it. Why would I wait to explain it to you first?"

Qiao Jingjing angrily kicked the blanket hard:

"I'm so angry, ugh..."

The movement was too vigorous, and my stomach was jolted and started hurting again.

He lifted Qiao Jingjing's long legs and slowly pressed the Sanyinjiao acupoint.

Next is the Taichong acupoint on the dorsum of the foot.

Three minutes later, switch to Xuehai and Diji acupoints, and repeat this process.

The "Mastery of Traditional Chinese Medicine" award was redeemed during the final exams to treat Qiao Jingjing's menstrual cramps.

After that, he had no opportunity to use his skills.

Qiao Jingjing's menstrual cramps don't occur every month.

Thankfully it came again today, otherwise I would have wasted my points.

I feel like this isn't right.

After about ten minutes of this, Qiao Jingjing felt much better.

I lay in bed like a salted fish, too lazy to move.

"Does it still hurt?" Qiao Yu asked.

Sister Salty Fish ignored him.

"Then I'm leaving."

After saying that, Qiao Yu got up and left.

"Hey," Qiao Jingjing called out to him, "you haven't explained Xu Qin yet."

"What's there to explain about a young girl with yellow hair? I'm not into that kind of thing anyway."

"Yes, with a Miss Su around every day, of course you wouldn't look down on this little girl."

Qiao Jingjing said sourly.

Seeing that Qiao Yu didn't speak, she became even more jealous. "I don't know who said before that they would always side with their sister, and that even if they had a wife, they would still put their sister first."

Qiao Yu was taken aback: "Did I say such a thing?"

"You have it, you have it."

Qiao Jingjing cried out from under the covers, "A man who doesn't keep his word will never get a wife."

Qiao Yu thought to himself, "I've said plenty of sweet words."

I try to coax you in different ways every day, how could I possibly remember them all?

Besides, can you really trust a man's sweet words?

"Is my sister different now?" Qiao Yu asked dismissively.

"Then what is my sister now?" Qiao Jingjing kicked off the blanket again: "A salted fish?"

"Don't kick, or your stomach will hurt again."

Qiao Yu pressed down on her leg, "Your period cramps are because you kicked off the covers at night because you were cold. Sister Jinbei told me all that."

"You should take a nap."

"If you can't sleep, sing me a song," Qiao Jingjing said. "Maybe you'll fall asleep."

Qiao Yu readily agreed, tucked Qiao Jingjing in, turned the air conditioner to a gentle setting, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Here he comes."

Qiao Jingjing pecked her head expectantly, her bright eyes fixed on her younger brother.

Qiao Yu cleared his throat: "I have a little donkey that I never ride..."

Qiao Jingjing angrily punched him.

"what!"

"I sang it wrong."

"You sang it wrong? Then I'll start over."

"Ah."

"I have a girl who I never ride... why are you hitting me again?"

Qiao Jingjing remained silent, lying in bed.

He clenched his fists and punched Qiao Yu repeatedly in the chest.

After comforting his sister, Qiao Yu went to the living room to pour water.

The aroma of the dishes was irresistible. Glancing at the dining table, I exclaimed, "Mom, you're so kind of you. You knew we were coming home today, so you made so many dishes."

Aunt Qiao smiled from the kitchen and said, "That's for you. We have guests today."

"Guest? Who is it?"

Qiao Yu remembered.

The old man seemed to have mentioned that guests were coming.

"Your dad's student, someone you met in junior high."

Just as Qiao's mother finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

"I'll open the door."

Su Jinbei, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV, put on her slippers and ran towards the entrance with a "pat-pat" sound.

A man in his thirties was standing at the door.

He wore a well-fitting casual suit and had a rather ordinary appearance.

It exudes a gentle and refined temperament.

He was carrying a basket of fruit.

He was stunned when he saw Su Jinbei.

Perhaps suspecting he had gone to the wrong door, he quickly glanced at the door number.

"Hello, I am Professor Qiao's student."