Fake older brother (3)

Right, there's still Shijun. I can't forget him.

Han qiqing had just encouraged herself one second, but the next second, she was deflated again.

It still did not work ...

She didn't know how to tell her brother!

Recently, her brother had forced her to take extra lessons, and she was starting to fear him.

Han qiqing's hands were against the wall, and her head hit the wall.

"What are you playing at?" A clear and cold voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Han qiqing froze and turned her head abruptly. She saw that her brother had come out of the study and was standing at the door, watching her strange posture and actions.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Her brother frowned and looked her up and down. &Quot; what are you doing on the wall? Why are you knocking against the wall?"

Han qiqing didn't know what to say.

It was getting more and more awkward.

He really wanted to find a hole to hide in.