Teach the villain to be a man again

Now Song Zhu is just like an old lady. After packing up things for an hour, it took a full hour.

Even Xie Jue was a little suspicious of whether this girl had done too much in the past few days, and that's why she was like this.

"You must also take care of yourself on the road. After all, appearance is the first sense of a person. The first impression should be very important. Anyway, you should be more energetic. When the time comes to play the cello, you must be the most handsome on the spot .”

Regarding this point, Song Zhu was quite sure.

She looked up at Xie Jue's side face, which was sharp and angular, but it didn't look too rough, just right.

In addition, during this period of time, the hostility was well neutralized, no wonder those little girls in the school would show their hearts.

Probably if it was my time in middle school, I would also fall in love with this handsome boy who is different from ordinary people.

"What have you been staring at me for?"

Xie Jue turned his head suddenly, which also gave Song Zhu a big jump, and immediately turned his gaze back to the luggage.

"I wonder if you will bring back a pretty girl who can play the cello like you when you go out this time. At that time, as my older sister, I will definitely bless you both."

The so-called indiscriminate speech refers to this, and Song Zhu was embarrassed and not very good at speaking, so he suddenly said such a long paragraph.

Xie Jue's face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Is that why you want me to bring a girlfriend back?"

It's a pity that Song Zhu was immersed in his own mood at the moment, and didn't notice that something was wrong with Xie Jue's voice.

"Isn't it normal for a sister to hope that her younger brother will fall in love soon?"

Hearing these words, Xie Jue came over suddenly and snatched the pair of pants that Song Zhu was folding.

"I don't need your help."

...

Song Zhu looked at his empty hands speechlessly, then looked up and saw Xie Jue was very impatient, left his trousers in a ball, and went back to the suitcase.

She didn't quite understand what was wrong with this dead child, and she also knew that she couldn't confront Xie Jue head-on at this time.

So he could only resign himself to take out the clothes that Xie Jue had thrown in the suitcase, and fold them up again.

Xie Jue originally turned a blind eye to Song Zhu's behavior, but he looked down at the woman who was still looking after herself, doing her own thing, and didn't realize what she said was wrong.

He just couldn't beat it.

Therefore, Xie Jue thought that he was determined not to go on like this, so he immediately picked up the suitcase and threw out all the clothes inside.

Song Zhu froze there for an instant, she looked at the messy things lying on the bed.

I feel that my temper, which has always been good, has also been challenged.

"What are you doing? You suddenly got angry, and now you're making trouble here again. Am I talking about my own stuff?"

Probably after Xie Jue finished, he also realized how naive and vicious his behavior was, so he didn't dare to look at Song Zhu directly.

He also didn't say a word, just didn't answer.

So Song Zhu's temper, which had been raised with great difficulty, was pushed back like this.

She took another look at the messy bed, and finally resigned herself to laying out the suitcase and started tidying up her things.

At the same time, a trace of doubt also arose in my heart.

This Xie Jue's temper is really a little too weird, sometimes he feels quite unreasonable, but sometimes he is like a child.

She was not very worried about the art test this time, but now she became more worried.

Although Xie Jue's temperament is a little cold, but if it hits a sore spot, it's not a good thing.

If he encounters something on the road this time, let alone whether he will use the violence he has always been accustomed to, it is possible to give up halfway, and it has always been her persuasion to persevere.

The more he thought about it, the more Song Zhu's head hurt.

She has the heart of an old lady.

Xie Jue originally waited for Song Zhu to scold him, but Niu Tou waited for a long time and didn't hear the expected voice. When he turned his head, he saw Mr. Song helping him to pack his things.

In Xie Jue's eyes, this kind of scene is impossible. If it were me, someone would dare to provoke me like this, and I would always react in some way.

However, she seemed to be in no hurry.

At this moment, he had already planned to find a step for himself, and there was no way to leave.

In the end, when Song Zhu was about to finish the arrangement again, he had to cough twice beside him.

Song Zhu looked up at him with a blank face.

"What's the matter? Is your throat uncomfortable? This won't work. There will be another item in the art test. You wait, I'll go to the hospital and buy you two pieces of golden throat."

After speaking, Song Zhu got up straight away, but when he passed by Xie Jue, someone grabbed his hand.

"Aren't you angry that I did that just now?"

Song Zhu stopped in his tracks, turned his head and blinked his eyes.

"Why are you angry? Maybe some of what I said hurt you, isn't it normal? A sentence has different feelings for different people, and it's no big deal if you're angry, okay, Don't talk about this, your throat is uncomfortable, I'd better go out and buy it for you."

"No, I'm fine, I just coughed twice just now."

Xie Jue wanted to say sorry, but his habit from childhood made him unable to even say those two words.

"Are you sure? This is not the time to be brave."

Song Zhu's current body and mind are all concerned about Xie Jue's art exam. A few days ago, when he asked Tang Wu to help register for the school exams of those schools, he also spent a lot of registration fees, let alone the money they paid Not less.

"I'm really fine. Do you want me to sing you a song right now?"

After Xie Jue said that, Song Zhu finally believed that this person was really fine.

"I thought about that, how about I go with you after a week."

After the two were silent for a moment, Song Zhu suddenly said this sentence.

This time, Xie Jue, who was still a little confused, opened his mouth slightly in shock.

"What do you mean, but you still have to go to class."

Song Zhu shook her head. In fact, her original foundation is still there. After such a long time of mock exams in the third year of high school and a systematic concept of the knowledge in middle school, the rest is just doing the exercises by herself.

"I can arrange it myself. You don't have to worry about me. Doesn't the fact that my grades in the mock exams are stable don't explain this? The most important thing now is you. I don't want any more surprises."

Without paying attention, Song Zhu spoke out his inner thoughts.