After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

But Shi Yan didn't move forward that half a minute in the end, and leaned against Song Jing's waist, and fell asleep.

Song Jing typed on his mobile phone, tapped the screen, and signaled Ding Jia who was driving to take a look.

[Your father hasn't closed your eyes for a few days? 】

Ding Jia gave five.

Song Jing lowered his eyes and took a look. The person who hadn't slept for five days was angry with the person who hadn't slept for seven days. He smiled at fifty steps, no wonder his eyes were blue.

Song Jing held the meatloaf in one hand, and raised his fingertips with the other to press an acupuncture point on the back of Shi Yan's neck, and Shi Yan's eyebrows gradually relaxed completely.

"Does it hurt me?"

Song Jing didn't say a word, and pressed the acupuncture point on the back of his neck for a while.

Shi Yan's body completely relaxed, fell into a deep sleep, and his breathing became even and long.

The car came to a slow stop at the intersection, Shi Yan opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't see that he had just fallen into a deep sleep.

"Get up." Song Jing put away his phone and shrugged.

"Let me hug you for a while longer." Shi Yan didn't want to move, wrapped his arms around Song Jing's waist and put his arms back slightly, "Charge."

Song Jing tilted his head to look at him, and Shi Yan raised his eyes slightly, and also looked at her.

The two people with shining faces looked at each other so closely, it was beauty multiplied by beauty, which was doubly amazing.

Shi Yan's arm was slightly loosened, his right hand was retracted, and the pad of his index finger gently touched Song Jing's thumb pad. His cold voice sounded a little hoarse after waking up, "I can now quite understand that the king will not be here from now on." This sentence in the morning. If it were me, I would have a beautiful woman in my arms, and I would also like to be a foolish king. I would sing songs every night, and I wouldn’t give you any clothes.”

"..." Song Jing: "Master Shi, what else do you think about besides these yellow waste every day?"

"I wonder how I can kill a few more idiots from Country Y this time." Shi Yan's fingers were too tight to touch, and he poked Song Jing's palm again, "They made you stay up for seven days and seven nights. President's memory."

"Seven days and seven nights can't get over this matter?"

"Yeah." Shi Yan got up, nodded his face, "You give it a try, maybe it will be peeled off."

"Then you will always remember it." Song Jing took his bag, opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car.

Shi Yan reached out and grabbed her wrist, Song Jing turned his head and looked down at him indifferently, "Is there anything else?"

Yes, I have!I can't bear it!

"When I come back, I will take you to Wuxinju for dinner."

Shi Yan's eyes were soft, with tenderness in his eyes, and his usual cold and alienated atmosphere turned into lingering in front of Song Jing.

It's not a whim, nor is it chasing for fun, it's chasing very seriously.

Song Jing stared at him for a while, and Shi Yan's eyes became softer and warmer, "Jing Er, you keep staring at me like this, as if you are inviting me to kiss you."

"You're thinking too much." Song Jing turned his wrist and retracted his hand to get out of the car, and stopped by the car door, "Shi Yan, there is something I think I should tell you clearly. I have a marriage contract, so you don't have to come to me again .”

The smile on the corner of Shi Yan's mouth stopped, and then hooked up the corner of his mouth in a half-smile, his eyes became darker and darker, "You made up such old-fashioned reasons for rejecting me?"

"I'm speaking clearly, believe it or not, it's up to you." Song Jing went to the car behind, and the car parted from Shi Yan's car at the fork in the road.

The door of Shi Yan's car was still open, Ding Jia asked cautiously, "Master, shall we go?"

Time is tight and tasks are heavy. During this time, everyone was too busy to sleep.Going to Country Y this time is also full of dangers. Everyone is tense, and no one knows whether they will come back alive after going out.

Shi Yan closed the car door, his face covered with frost, "Let's go."

In the car, Song Jing took out his mobile phone to play games, his brows and eyes were indifferent, and there was a little irritability at the end of his eyes.

Su Luan sat next to her, "Song Jing, eat this. I heard that when you are in a bad mood, eating something sweet can make you happier."

Song Jing glanced at the white chocolate handed over, "I don't like sweets."

Su Luan paused, "Are you unhappy because of him?"

"Yeah." Song Jing admitted it calmly, and stopped playing games, "I'll sleep for a while."

Su Luan took back the chocolate, and the disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He could feel that Song Jing and Shi Yan were the same people. Compared with them, he sometimes felt inferior in seniority.

The car drove into the training camp of the Ability Bureau and stopped in an open space.

"The training camp is here, the freshmen gather at Caoba over there, you go there by yourself." The person from the Ability Bureau who picked them up pointed the way.

"Thank you."

Song Jing and Su Luan got off the bus, and there were already many people from Caoba where the freshmen gathered. Judging by the school uniforms on their bodies, they came from different schools across the country.

Everyone was a little baffled by being brought to the special training camp suddenly, but it was more novel and exciting.

For young people aged seventeen or eighteen, there is more or less boiling curiosity in their bones.

Song Jing and Su Luan walked over, everyone's eyes turned to them one after another, someone had already recognized their school from the school uniform.

"Look at the school uniform. That's the student of Haicheng Experimental Middle School. No. 1 of the special unified recruitment this time is a student of their school. It seems to be a girl. Could it be the pretty girl?"

"I don't think so. This girl looks like she's not easy to mess with, she's very aggressive, she's not like a school bully, but more like a school bully. But she's really pretty, and she's so tall."

"Aren't you two stupid with reading, don't you usually watch TV and mobile phones? That's Song Jing! Slapping the face of country Y, repairing the tail of the Panlong carving, and the last national style designer competition. Guofeng's work, Feiyu, a genius aura design master who finally showed his face, is Song Jing's vest, and it has been hyped up on the Internet, and it has been trending for two days, and you don't even know it."

"I'll go, Song Jing himself is more beautiful than he looks in the camera! I really envy the students of Haicheng Experimental Middle School, who can go to the same school with such a god. She must be soft when she accepts love letters at school?"

"Cut, you guys are just so superficial." A girl next to her said sourly, "How can someone like Song Jing have a crush on you?"

"Even if Song Jing doesn't like us, we also don't like you."

"What are you arguing about?!" The boy in the crowd who was half a head taller than the others next to him asked, looking at Song Jing and Su Luan with lowered eyes, with contempt and sarcasm, "It's just that he can draw something, what's the big deal Yes, it is also worthy of your flattery like idiots. When you know why we came here for special training this time, I think you will be stupid."

"Yan Jue, from your tone, you seem to know why we were brought here this time, please tell everyone."

Everyone's attention was focused on him, Yan Jue was so proud that his nose almost went up to the sky, "Want to know? Do you know where we are now?"

"The Supernatural Bureau! You bumpkins don't even know where the Supernatural Bureau is?" Yan Jue suddenly called Song Jing, "Hey, bumpkin, do you want to know? Just ask me if you want to know, maybe I'll be happy I'll tell you."