Chapter 318 Will Others Think You're Nibbling on Tender Grass?

"Little sister, you promised to go to my concert before, haven't you forgotten?"

"No." Jiang Yu affirmed, "I will go."

Jiang Xingyi cleared his throat and asked expectantly, "Then I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to sing a song with me, little sister?"

Jiang Yu asked, "At the concert?"

"yes."

Jiang Yu thought for a while, then asked doubtfully, "Are you sure you want me to show up?"

Jiang Xingyi nodded.

Jiang Yu asked again, "Then how are you going to introduce my identity?"

Jiang Xingyi has already thought of his words, "Partners."

Anyway, this song was originally written by him and his younger sister, so it is true.

Jiang Yu said clearly, "So I still want to use me to block the peach blossoms, okay."

Jiang Xingyi obviously wasn't ready to have anything to do with Jiang Shi, so he didn't say she was his sister.

Jiang Yu didn't have any opinion on this, but she had an idea and couldn't help asking, "Would other people think you're eating tender grass?"

Jiang Xingyi: "..."

Jiang Xingyi: "Little sister, I'm only 21! I'm only four years older than you, what kind of grass!"

Jiang Zeyu clicked his lips.

Although he agrees with Jiang Xingyi's statement that there are other people who want to eat tender grass, he will not speak for Jiang Xingyi.

He was still sore.

My sister is going to his concert, and I want to sing with him, tsk tsk tsk.

This Jiang Xingyi is really pervasive, and he has a sense of presence in front of his sister.

Jiang Yu nodded, "That's fine, I'll try to put on an older makeup then."

Anyway, the art of make-up is superb, it doesn't matter how old you are, and Jiang Yu won't have any objections when she turns into Jiang Xingyi's aunt.

Jiang Xingyi: ... speechless.

Jiang Zeyu laughed out loud.

He moved a stool closer to Jiang Yu, and asked casually, "Sister, are you going to the concert alone?"

Jiang Yu thought for a while, "Probably not."

The concert lasted for more than two hours, and she and Jiang Xingyi sang a song together, and it only took a few minutes. It is impossible to leave in a few minutes, and she must continue to watch.

And to see it alone is a waste of tickets.

Jiang Xingyi raised his eyes to look at Jiang Zeyu, and raised his voice, "Oh, so someone wants to go to my concert."

"Who wants to go to your concert!" Jiang Zeyu glared at him, "Don't be sentimental, I just want to be with my sister."

Jiang Yu agreed, "I can take you, and I can also take Churan."

Jiang Xingyi did the math, "Little girl, is the ticket I gave you enough? Do I want to give you a few more tickets for you to give away?"

"No need, four cards are enough."

Jiang Zeyu pinched his fingers.

Four tickets.

If you count him and Ji Churan, isn't there an extra card?

Who will my sister give it to?

...

Jiang Wan's house.

Her carefully prepared dinner was already on the table.

She asked the servants at home to leave, and waited for Jiang Chenglang's arrival with peace of mind.

As soon as the clock struck the hour, the doorbell rang too.

Jiang Chenglang has arrived.

Jiang Wan happily went to open the door and called out, "Brother, you're finally here. Did you have a hard time on the road? The dishes are all ready, and I'll do the cooking myself. Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."

On his birthday, it sounds a little pitiful to ask the birthday star himself to cook.

And Jiang Wan didn't show any grievance on her face, she arranged Jiang Chenglang's shoes, but when she raised her head again, she froze.