Zhou Ziyang opened the room and asked Shen Peipei to come in. The bookcase contained hardcover versions of books. Zhou Ziyang said that if Shen Peipei liked, he could borrow it to read it, but he should not enter other people's rooms casually without him. This would be impolite.

When Zhou Ziyang said it was rude twice, Shen Peipei blushed a little. She also knew that it was rude, but she thought it would be nothing if she just took advantage of Zhou Ziyang's absence to read a book for a while.

"Actually, I'm not here this time to read a book." Shen Peipei said blushing.

"?" Zhou Ziyang was a little strange.

Shen Peipei said: "I want to..."

Shen Peipei was good at everything, but he was so squeamish about everything he said. Seeing her lowered her head and peeking at the guitar on the wall from time to time, Zhou Ziyang understood what she meant: "Want to learn guitar?"

"Yeah!" Shen Peipei breathed a sigh of relief, and finally she didn't have to say such difficult things to say. She asked Zhou Ziyang for something. She was too embarrassed.

Recently, Zhou Ziyang has indeed changed a lot. He no longer scolds him at all times like before, but Shen Peipei is still a little scared of Zhou Ziyang. At this home, Shen Peipei always feels that Zhou Ziyang is the master and he is just a guest.

Although Uncle Zhou has been saying that he is Zhou Ziyang's sister.

But how dare Shen Peipei really treat himself as Zhou Ziyang's sister?

Zhou Ziyang went to take the guitar over: "If you want to learn, you can play it, but now the college entrance examination is about to be taken, so don't affect your studies."

"Thanks..."

"Can you play? Or I'll teach you?"

"Ah?" Shen Peipei was flattered.

Zhou Ziyang smiled and said, "In the future, you can teach me math problems and I can teach you how to play guitar. How do you think this is going?"

It was evening at this time, and Zhou Ziyang turned his back to the window, half a head taller than Shen Peipei. Shen Peipei never expected that Zhou Ziyang would be so easy to talk to.

She couldn't believe what Zhou Ziyang said was true, and asked weakly: "Really, is it true?"

"Of course it's true. Your mother married me to confess her love. No matter what, we are still relatives. It's not the right thing to help each other." Zhou Yuwen said with a smile.

Shen Peipei couldn't help but feel warm. From this moment on, Zhou Ziyang's position in Shen Peipei's heart was particularly tall. The sunlight outside the window shone through Zhou Ziyang's body. Shen Peipei felt that Zhou Ziyang was like the ray of sunshine shining into her heart, making her heart warm.

"If you don't want to teach me how to learn, then forget it."

"No, nothing! I want to go to college with my younger brother!" Shen Peipei said quickly.

"Brother?" Zhou Ziyang asked.

"Ah?" Shen Peipei immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing when he heard Zhou Ziyang say this. How could he call Zhou Ziyang brother? Zhou Ziyang would definitely be very unhappy.

"Do you want to call brother?" Zhou Ziyang chuckled and bounced on Shen Peipei's forehead.

Shen Peipei screamed in pain, covered her little head and said resentfully: "But I am obviously older than you..."

“Where’s the bigger place?”

"I..." Shen Peipei's face turned red immediately and she was about to cry. How could Zhou Ziyang make such a joke with him?

Zhou Ziyang chuckled: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, come and teach you how to play the guitar."

As he said that, Zhou Ziyang took Shen Peipei to the bed to teach Shen Peipei to play the guitar.

Beginners play guitar, their hands are too stiff. In addition, Zhou Ziyang is next to them, Shen Peipei is too nervous, and sometimes the most basic tone is played incorrectly.

Zhou Ziyang taught Shen Peipei endlessly, but Shen Peipei also learned seriously while holding Shen Peipei's white little hand.

Zhou Ziyang rubbed Shen Peipei's little hand and said that Shen Peipei's hand was too stiff and he had to relax if he wanted to learn guitar. As he rubbed, he suddenly asked: "Hey, you grew up in the countryside, why are your little hands so tender?"

Shen Peipei's face turned red and the sunset shining added to Shen Peipei's shyness. Zhou Yuwen chuckled there, kept a distance from Shen Peipei, and let Shen Peipei practice slowly on the other side.

In fact, when Zhou Ziyang taught Shen Peipei to play guitar, Shen Meiru came upstairs once. Outside, he heard Zhou Yuwen saying that the two were relatives and said that they wanted to teach Shen Peipei to play guitar and let Shen Peipei teach him to learn. After hearing Zhou Ziyang say this, Shen Meiru peeked outside the door for a long time. Seeing Zhou Ziyang teaching there seriously, Shen Meiru couldn't help but smile with relief. It seemed that boys were indeed a little later than girls, but sooner or later they would be ripe.

What she didn't know was that as soon as she went downstairs, Zhou Ziyang began to hug Shen Peipei and guide Shen Peipei to learn guitar. Poor Shen Peipei grew up with her grandparents since she was a child, and she had never come into contact with other men. Naturally, she didn't know what it means to teach men and women. She thought that Zhou Ziyang was really teaching her seriously, and she couldn't help but feel warm. She thought that although Zhou Ziyang was younger than her, she really looked like an older brother.

There was a faint mint scent on his clothes, which smelled so comfortable. When Zhou Ziyang hugged her and played the piano, Shen Peipei felt that Zhou Ziyang's arms were so warm. No one seemed to have ever hugged him in his memory. Zhou Ziyang's chest was very wide, and he couldn't help but make Shen Peipei want to lean on it. This was really safe, and leaning on it made people feel like they wanted to sleep.

"Have you learned what I taught you?" Zhou Ziyang asked.

"Ah?" Shen Peipei suddenly woke up and blushed with guilt: "I..."

"You are so good at studying, why are you so stupid?"

Zhou Ziyang let go of Shen Peipei, moved a place and half lying on the bed, leaving Zhou Ziyang's arms. Shen Peipei felt lost, lowered her head and didn't speak there. She also felt that she was not stupid, but I don't know why she felt so stupid every time she was with Zhou Ziyang.

Just like being criticized by a teacher, he lowered his head and didn't speak.

Zhou Ziyang looked at her. Since Shen Meiru married Zhou Ziyang's father, Zhou Ziyang's father bought clothes for Shen Peipei, but Shen Peipei doesn't wear them normally. Even on weekends, she only wore a white shirt and navy school sports pants from the school.

She is thin and tall, with a ponytail, and is sitting honestly in a corner beside the bed.

Zhou Ziyang was half lying on the bed and looked at Shen Peipei from the side. The girl's body had just developed and her white school uniform was slightly supported.

The most important thing is that I am at home now. Shen Peipei doesn’t seem to wear anything in her school uniform. You can vaguely see small hills that look like ridges and peaks.

Zhou Ziyang just took a look and turned his head. He wanted to tease Shen Peipei, but he never thought of playing with Shen Peipei.
Chapter completed!