Quick Wear: Game Guide for the Heartthrob Cannon Fodder

Song Yunjian put on his usual smile

He looked down at Xia Mo who was still crying.

"Are you okay? Can you stand up?"

Xia Mo wanted to shake her head, but in Song Yunjian's inexplicable tone, she stood up with the help of the wall.

He bit his lower lip and sobbed intermittently in his throat.

Song Yunjian watched him cry quietly, then reached out and handed him a tissue.

Xia Mo took it helplessly. When she saw it was a tissue, she paused for a moment before wiping away her tears.

"I'm sorry, Minister. I don't know why Qin suddenly wanted to hit me."

Song Yunjian stared at Xia Mo

"You and Qin Zhi knew each other before?"

Xia Mo shook his head, his innocent face was silent and sad

"Hmm... I think we know each other."

His voice was mixed with tears again.

"Student Qin fainted on the road before, I want to help him go to the school hospital"

"But he woke up again and told me to get lost... I don't know how I offended him, maybe he thought I was annoying..."

A layer of watery light appeared in the eyes of late summer

"Another time, I felt that he was not in a good condition, so I followed him out to give him medicine, but he seemed to hate me..."

His face was pale, and he looked at Song Yunjian pitifully with tears in his eyes.

"Minister, is it because I acted too self-willed that he hates me so much?"

Song Yunjian's eyes curved, but there was no smile in them.

His eyes followed the direction they left, and his tone was light and short.

"Maybe"

Xia Mo stopped crying: Ah?

The smile on Song Yunjian's lips seemed to have been carefully calculated.

He was still a gentleman, as if he had never said what he just said.

In the end of summer, I thought I was just having an illusion.

“Sorry I have to leave first”

Xia Mo looked stunned. He did not stand up even after Song Yunjian left.

He frowned at the tissue in his hand.

That's not right. If Minister Song gave him tissues, why did he give it back to him?

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Su Miao stood in the distance and looked out. Qin Zhi should not meet Song Yunjian.

I don't know what their relationship is like, but from the tone Qin Zhi used when he mentioned Song Yunjian, it seems that they didn't have much in common.

Su Miao came to the Student Union absent-mindedly

Si Heyu's office, which used to look heavy, became ordinary because of his mood at that moment.

Then he gave his boss He Yu a look without any emotion

Su Miao's animal-like instincts quickly awakened, and he felt a chill down his spine.

Si Heyu sat on the chair and looked up at him. Although he was in a lower position, Su Miao still felt that he was being looked down upon.

Su Miao felt as if she was being looked down upon by Si Heyu, being peeled off from the deepest part, and her entire body without any secrets being exposed in front of Si Heyu.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable. Si Heyu's eyes did not show any emotion, but conveyed an unspeakable sense of oppression.

Su Miao pursed her lips and accepted his scrutiny stiffly.

"President"

He raised his round cat eyes and quickly glanced at Si Heyu, trying to interrupt Si Heyu's mental attack on him.

"How does the president want to punish me...cleaning?"

God knows why Si Heyu would punish him like this.

Si Heyu looked away. He looked like an emotionless robot.

"Um"

Ok? ? ?

Su Miao felt overwhelmed. Did Si Heyu have too much Baizhou blood? Why couldn't he understand what she meant when she spoke Xingzhou dialect?

The student council president's office is large and decorated in a gorgeous Shirasu style. The walls are painted in white and gold, and there are several paintings hanging on the walls.

Si Heyu's desk is at the innermost part. The dark color of the classic solid wood and the leather on the surface look elegant and comfortable.

The huge French windows are hung with heavy velvet curtains, and the tassels on the curtains blown by the open windows.

Su Miao thought she had entered the palace...

Si Heyu was like a patient with advanced mysophobia. Even the white roses in the vintage vase had not a single petal left on the table.

The whole office is complex yet tidy, and is always filled with the cool scent of aromatherapy.

Why is there any need to clean up here?

wrong

Su Miao looked at the interior layout. Could these things not all be antiques?

He fell into deep thought and thought that this was indeed possible! If he accidentally broke it, could he really afford to pay for it?

Su Miao didn't know what to do with her hands for a moment.

He tentatively found the dust brush in the storage room. Seeing that Si Heyu was still working and ignoring him, Su Miao gently swept the dust off the bookshelf.

Then he found that even the bottom layer was free of dust.

Su Miao: …

So what role do I play?

In terms of styling?!

Si Heyu seemed to only need Su Miao to stay in the same space with him. Su Miao was being watched over by him like a prisoner.

Even if the office is clean, Su Miao can't leave

Si Heyu would occasionally look at Su Miao with his indifferent eyes, which made Su Miao's buttocks, which had just been raised, slowly lowered again.

"Don't you have homework? I didn't know sophomores have so much free time nowadays."

"I remember you're studying management. Do you need me to suggest sophomore courses to the principal?"

Su Miao immediately shook his head

He can't be the sinner for his entire sophomore year!

Si Heyu pushed his glasses. In Su Miao's eyes, that noble face looked like a cold king.

Sheng Yan is a moody person, but his temper is much easier to figure out than Si Heyu

Su Miao was writing his homework on his phone in a hesitant manner. He didn't even dare to sit on the sofa. He only dared to touch the edge of the sofa.

With the awkward posture and constant pressure from Si Heyu, Su Miao felt like he had spent the rest of his life.

May there be no Si Heyu in heaven!

There was a rhythmic knock on the door of the president's office.

Su Miao stood up immediately as if he had gotten a chance.

He looked at President Si and asked if he could leave. After all, someone was looking for him now, and it must be an important matter.

He is not a member of the student union, so how can he stay here and listen to them talking about serious matters?

Si Heyu ignored Su Miao and just took off his glasses and placed them steadily on the table.

Si Heyu's gray-blue eyes make people want to stay away from him even more

Su Miao stood like a stake beside the sofa, motionless.

I can only listen to Si Heyu's orders.

"Come in"

The door made a creaking sound as it opened

"Su Miao?"

"minister…"

A familiar warm voice came

Su Miao saw Song Yunjian standing at the door with a surprised expression.

He walked towards Su Miao with his usual smile.

"Why are you still here? I thought you had gone back to the dormitory."

When Su Miao saw him, she felt like she had seen a savior, and her cat eyes were filled with tears of emotion.

Song Yunjian couldn't help but smile more. He took out a fragrant handkerchief and wiped Su Miao's tears with a smile.

"What's wrong? Did He Yu bully you?"

He looked at Si Heyu and raised his eyebrows slightly. Si Heyu leaned back in the leather presidential chair with a sarcastic expression.

Su Miao immediately shook his head

"No, no, I'm just a little excited to see you, Minister."

Song Yunjian laughed and put the handkerchief in Su Miao's hand

“I remember you should go to class.”

Su Miao understood what he meant and nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

He looked at Si Heyu tentatively

"President Si, I have to go to class now. I won't disturb you from chatting with the minister about business, okay?"

Seeing that Si Heyu neither agreed nor refused

Su Miao slowly moved to the door, ready to rush out

Si Heyu's slender fingers were placed on his black desk, making his skin look even colder and whiter.

He did not comment on Su Miao's attempt to escape, but Song Yunjian stopped Su Miao.

"Su Miao"

Su Miao looked back with a guilty conscience

"Minister, is there anything else?"

Song Yunjian had a warm smile and his gentle eyes were curved.

"Su Miao, you forgot again"

Su Miao leaned against the door, realized what he was talking about, and her ears turned red, so she called out "Senior" obediently.

The curve of Song Yunjian's mouth deepened

"Walk slowly and be careful on the road"