The strongest way to be narcissistic

Where does Qiao Zhixi want to go?

Destination Playground.

Her plan at the beginning was to make an assist, so that her younger brother and little friend Song could quickly make a couple, but she didn't know that the plan hadn't started yet, and when she woke up early in the morning, she found out that the two had formally dated.

Of course, this is just what she thinks she is.

Before going out, Qiao Zhixi wanted to put on all the clothes, sunglasses, mask and peaked cap, but found that it would be more eye-catching, so she gave up.

In the end, she changed to the double low ponytail and large frame glasses that she usually doesn’t use. Absolutely without changing his face, he said that he didn't know this person, and he admitted his mistake.

She didn't bring Delia with her today. As her agent, Delia has a high rate of appearances. Many people know her. If they are together at the same time, they will definitely be recognized.

Therefore, today's traveling team is only Qiao Zhixi x translator sister Ning Yuqing, Qiao Peisheng x Song Ange.

Two boys, one handsome and the other cool, walked side by side. The tall one had short and slightly curly hair, wearing a comfortable navy blue T-shirt, and a pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose. feel.

As for the short-cut boy who only reached his chin, he had a cool face the whole time, with his hands in his trouser pockets, walking forward in a walking posture that his relatives would not recognize, with an aura of "I want to fight" in his whole body.

Qiao Peicheng tilted his head and noticed that there were a lot of eyes on them, and some people even raised their mobile phones to point at the two of them. He looked at the stinky-faced boy next to him, and decided it was a stinky boy. It's because Song An Ge is too conspicuous.

He raised his hand to cover his head, tilted his head and whispered in his ear.

"Keep your hands in your trouser pockets."

"Don't look like you're going to make an appointment while walking, keep a low profile."

"Song Ange, don't you know how to laugh? Your face stinks."

It's noisy, it's noisy, it's noisy!

Song Ange took out his hand in annoyance, took a slightly smaller step, and pulled out a provocative smile.

It looks worse than before.

Qiao Peicheng couldn't laugh or cry.

"Are you angry with me?" A few hours ago, he was obediently calling him brother Cheng, but now he's acting out of his old ways?

But it's not surprising, who told this to be Song Ange?It is absolutely impossible for Song Ange to undergo a major change in just a day or two. He understands that for the time being, he has a lot of patience left to him alone.

"Whoever is angry with you, I'm not a child." Song Ange was aggrieved.

He used to walk like this, and he did what he said, so why is it still his fault?

"Only a child dares to say that he is not a child."

A kid who thinks he is very mature?

Qiao Peicheng laughed, and stretched out his hand to grab the stiff hand no matter how it swung, telling Song Ange not to leave.

"Song Ange, just admit that you are being angry, but you are still unconvinced and want to listen to me, so you always fight against me."

Song Ange's displeasure was that Qiao Peisheng always acted like he knew him very well.But he had to admit that Qiao Peisheng poked his heart damned every time.

Bastard will guess what he will do, what he will think, what he will not stand, and will know how to completely subdue him.

Proper nemesis.

"Let go." Song Ange fiddled with his arms, trying to break free from Qiao Peicheng's hand, and said disgustedly, "It's disgusting."

Boys and boys holding hands in public are the most disgusting.

A certain person obviously forgot the fact that he secretly gave someone a bite before, so why didn't he think about the question of disgusting or not?

The hard-spoken Song Ange refused to admit that not only did he not feel sick, but he even wanted to take the initiative.He wanted to have more skin-to-skin contact with Qiao Peicheng, because it would make him feel at ease.

It must be a damn aftereffect, this inexplicable sense of security on the skin that craves will definitely disappear in a few days.

Qiao Peisheng originally just wanted Song Ange to stop and listen to him, and then let go.Since Song Ange disliked him so much, he immediately closed his hands again, intertwining his fingers deliberately,

nausea?

Then he will make him sick today.

This is one of Song Ange's characteristics that Qiao Peisheng retained - rebellious psychology.

The more you don't want me to do something, the more I will do it, and I will piss you off, slightly slightly.

After all, they are all childish ghosts.

The two naive ghosts wrestled with each other while walking, completely unaware that Qiao Zhixi and Ning Yuqing had long since disappeared.

Qiao Zhixi was deliberate in this. She walked for a few minutes and found that these two were too conspicuous, so she might as well walk separately, the chance of being recognized and surrounded would be lower.

"Where's your sister?" Song Ange was the first to notice that Qiao Zhixi and Ning Yuqing were missing.

Relying on his height of 1.9 meters [-], Qiao Peisheng looked around easily and found that the two girls had really disappeared, but he didn't care.

Qiao Zhixi has always liked to walk and disappear, he is used to it.

"Little Song, turn your face around." Qiao Peicheng suddenly fell in love with Qiao Zhixi's everyday address for Song Ange.

The idiot Song Ange is indeed a child, a naive, awkward and stinky child.

It is a wonderful thing to look at the past self from a third-party perspective. Qiao Peisheng can discover the small details that he did not notice when he was Song Ange, and he can better understand Song Ange and the past self in all aspects. .

Because he began to realize that Song Ange had never understood Song Ange in detail.

So Qiao Peisheng began to like this kind of wonderful observation. If he didn't find a characteristic, he wouldn't hate Song Ange so much, and hated himself in the past.

Is this an attempt at a high level of self-knowledge?

Song Ange turned his face away unhappily, annoyed. "what?"

He didn't notice that Qiao Peisheng let go of his hand a minute ago, but his hand was still tightly holding each other, so that the two of them still held hands.

"This should suit you well."

After saying that, Song Ange felt that there was something on his head, and he caught a glimpse of a cart stall selling animal headbands behind Qiao Peicheng.

Qiao Peicheng looked down at the boy's stinky face, and at the rabbit ear headband on his head that was gray on the outside and pink on the inside.

At first glance, the feeling of disobedience is very heavy, but what is the matter with the more pleasing to the eye?

"I wish you were as good as a rabbit." Qiao Peisheng rubbed Song Ange's prickly head with one hand. It felt good, and he was a little addicted.

Song Ange glared at him, and grabbed the hairband off his head.

How can he wear something that a child brings?Nor would he be cheap to satisfy the nasty tastes of a nasty ghost.

"Forget what I said a few hours ago, no one likes a disobedient child." Appeared, Qiao Peisheng was good at dealing with Song Ange - threats.

"It's fine to wear it, and you can wear it too." Song Ange clenched his hands.

If you want to be ashamed and ashamed, he won't let the annoying people stay away and watch his jokes.

He reminded again: "It must be the same."

When Qiao Peicheng paid the store, he picked up the same headband, put it on with one hand indifferently, turned his head, raised his eyebrows at Song Ange, and signaled him to put it back on again.

Qiao Peicheng has a thick skin, and Song Ange is no match for him.

Song Ange, who was struggling internally, pinched the edge of the headband tightly to make a psychological contribution for himself.

"An songs?"

A suspicious female voice sounded not far from the two of them, and they looked up together.

It's Jiang Tong.

She was dressed in a more student-like casual outfit, with a single ponytail, and her plain face was still beautiful, and she was watching them with a smile.

Jiang Tong didn't appear here alone, and she was holding a woman's hand. The other party was around 1.7 meters five by visual inspection, with capable ears and short hair, and the temperament of Yujie.

"You?" Jiang Tong's attention was on Song Ange's and Qiao Peicheng's hands.She had an impression of Qiao Peisheng, and she could also recall what she had seen before.

It turned out to be a couple.

She had thought about it before, but now she witnessed it with her own eyes, which was a bit unbelievable.The little boy who blushed and said he liked her before now has his own home.

Jiang Tong originally thought that Song Ange would be with girls, but the little girl named Xiong Yunhui was pretty good, smart and cute, and she matched Song Ange very well.

"Sister Tong, what a coincidence." Song Ange put away his hands like hot hands, and the process went smoothly, because Qiao Peicheng's hands had been relaxed for a long time.

He didn't dare to look at Qiao Peicheng, nor Jiang Tong, and felt weird in his heart.

"Your friend?" The capable woman spoke with a low voice, which gave off a very stable feeling.

"Well, Song Ange, the brother next door I mentioned to you before, this is his... friend, if I remember correctly, it's Qiao Peisheng, I met him once." After all, Song Ange didn't explicitly say that Qiao Peisheng was him. Who, Jiang Tong is not good to jump to conclusions, the word friend is the most appropriate word.

"Hello." Qiao Peicheng nodded to the two, and while speaking, took the rabbit headband from Song An's singer, put it on for him, and covered the emotion in his eyes.

He needs to be calm, calm down.

Wait a minute, Xiong Tianlong's delay in making any movement must be due to insufficient timing, this woman will go in sooner or later.

As long as there is no accident with Zhao Jianshui and this woman's interests are not involved, Sister Tong is safe for the time being.After sending Song Ange to repeat his studies in a few days, he will put all his energy on Sister Tong.

Anyone will be fine.

Song Ange subconsciously turned her head to look, and bumped into a pair of gloomy gray-blue eyes full of forbearance.

Terrible look.

What's up with the bastard?

Because of Miss Tong?

"An songs?"

"Huh? Huh." Song Ange came back to his senses and responded quickly.

"Why are you in a daze?" Jiang Tong smiled.

"No, it's just that the weather is too hot and I'm distracted." Song Ange wasn't hot, but a little cold. Seeing Qiao Peicheng's eyes, his heart felt cold.

Without any doubt, Jiang Tong took his girlfriend's hand and said to Song Ange with a smile on his face, "Let me introduce to you. This is my girlfriend Deng Yusa."

Jiang Tong has never mentioned her sexual orientation, and there are two reasons for not mentioning it, she doesn't care and she doesn't care.

Don't care whether unrelated people know or not, but care about the opinions of people close to you after they learn about it.

Song Ange belongs to the party she cares about.

Jiang Tong had always been afraid that if one day she spoke out about her sexuality, Song Ange would look at her with those clear eyes unique to teenagers, and look at her with disgust and shock and flee, and avoid her.

She regards Song Ange as a reliable family member, and the family's dislike of family members is the most stinging injury.

Jiang Tong was afraid that she would not be able to bear such an injury, so she never took the initiative to say so.

But now she felt that the time might have come, to speak.

After she said it, she felt relieved suddenly. It turned out that it was not that difficult to say these things.

"Oh, um, hello." Song Ange nodded calmly, without thinking elsewhere.

Qiao Peicheng glanced at him, and at a glance, he knew that this idiot thought that Sister Tong was introducing a female friend or something.

Jiang Tong couldn't see her fearful expression on Song Ange's face, thinking that he understood and didn't care much, and thought it was no big deal. Her smile was deeper than before, and she was very comfortable.

She is also stupid, this young man is Song Ange, Song Ange who is different from others, foolishly said that he will protect her next door brother Song Ange.

"Since we met, do you want to play together?" Jiang Tong raised her head and asked Deng Yusa beside her. "You don't mind?"

Deng Yusa squeezed her hand, "How dare I."

With pampering eyes, it seems that he can't wait to hold the person in front of him in his hands.

Chi - really good acting skills.

This woman has never been sincere to Sister Tong. Besides Sister Tong, she has other women, even men.

Disgusting.

Qiao Peicheng suddenly had a plan, maybe before Xiong Tianlong didn't do anything, he could let Sister Tong discover the corrupt nature under Deng Yusa's affectionate skin.

It's better than after Xiong Tianlong did it, Sister Tong only knew about the dirty deal that this woman had done in private, but didn't know that her feelings for her were equally dirty, so that she still missed her in her heart and was sad for her.

Qiao Peicheng stared closely at Deng Yusa, smiled more deeply, and answered for Song Ange on his own initiative: "Okay, it should be fun for the four of us to be together."

Song Ange, who was held by Qiao Peicheng again, clearly felt the strength of that hand.

Hold it so tight that it hurts a little.

Such a nuisance is strange.