Senior help me chase him back

Song Xiuyang smiled softly, and silently added in his heart: Actually, I just want to pamper you.

"Try it and see if it suits you?"

Song Xiuyang got up from his bed, carried his suit gift box to his closet, and put the suit in.

Looking at the suit that was put in intact, Cheng Qiao had some doubts: "Sir, don't you want to try it?"

Song Xiuyang glanced at the cup with the basketball logo placed in front of his desk, gently picked it up, and replied, "I tried it before I came here."

"Oh."

Without thinking too much, Cheng Qiao picked up the clothes and put them on the bed, and took them off in front of Song Xiuyang.

Song Xiuyang didn't pay attention to Cheng Qiao's movements, but because he was thirsty, he approached the sink with a cup, cleaned it carefully, and took out a bottle of mineral water from the cabinet.

After frantically wiping the cap, pour the water into a glass with peace of mind.

He raised his glass with his left hand and just took a sip of water. When he raised his eyebrows and saw Cheng Qiao half//naked//clothed//, the sip of water/in his mouth almost choked him.

The skin is smooth and delicate, probably due to frequent exercise, and the lines behind him are very beautiful. When his eyes fell on Cheng Qiao's waist, Song Xiuyang's right hand suddenly seemed to be electrified.

He suddenly remembered the night when he went to Cheng's house on October [-]st, and subconsciously squeezed his right hand together. It was almost a week, but the touch on his hand seemed to be still yesterday.

It seems that he really wants to thank the oncoming electric car, and, um... Cheng Qiao...'s waist... is really soft.

Song Xiuyang smiled helplessly, when was he so abrupt?

He took a deep breath to regain his composure, and looked away from Cheng Qiao with difficulty.

He raised the glass with his left hand and drank the water in one gulp, the short restlessness finally eased.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun came back with a big bag of snacks.

Song Xiuyang turned around hastily.

Lu Minghui's voice came from behind him, and Cheng Qiao frantically picked up the clothes on the side and changed them on. He was very disgusted with the way his roommate entered without knocking on the door.

He hastily buttoned his buttons and stared at Lu Minghui vigorously. Zheng Shaoyun didn't know that he was not used to changing clothes in front of outsiders. Didn't Lu Minghui also know?

After the movie theater incident, Cheng Qiao became more and more dissatisfied with Lu Minghui.

Lu Minghui realized that Cheng Qiao's eyes were wrong, so he hurriedly dragged Zheng Shaoyun to pass by Cheng Qiao, pretending not to be cold.

Cheng Qiao quickly picked up the suit and ran to the bathroom to change.

"Father Yang, what do you think I bought?" Lu Minghui came to Song Xiuyang with the bag in his hand, and threw his brains on Song Xiuyang's table like offering a treasure.

Song Xiuyang looked at the table full of things, frowned, and didn't say anything.

Soon, Cheng Qiao came out of the bathroom fully dressed.

"How about taking a look?" Cheng Qiao straightened her cuffs and walked in front of everyone with a smile on her lips.

Their dormitory faced the sun. The moment Cheng Qiao walked out of the bathroom, the sun was shining like a noble prince against him. He walked towards them in a leisurely manner. His healing smile made people feel happy. refreshed.

Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun looked dumbfounded, Song Xiuyang raised his brows lightly, walked up to Cheng Qiao naturally, raised his head and placed it on his neckline, skillfully brushing off the folds of the neckline.

"Very good, very handsome." The clear and magnetic voice was like a pool of spring water, refreshing.

Cheng Qiao felt a little shy when he stared at her, and touched the earrings embarrassingly.

"Old Qiao, it turns out that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. You are trying to bend me!" Lu Minghui broke the short silence between the two of them. Song Xiuyang left.

Cheng Qiao was disdainful, and hurriedly shook Lu Minghui's hand, "Go, go, do you believe that I will tell your wife this?"

"No, I was just joking." After speaking, he put his arms around Cheng Qiao's shoulders.

Zheng Shaoyun pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and watched the excitement with a smile, but Song Xiuyang looked at Lu Minghui's hand on Cheng Qiao's shoulder, feeling unspeakably displeased.

At night, before going to bed, Cheng Qiao was the last one to go to bed. He deliberately turned on the small desk lamp in front of the bed, but Lu Minghui was dissatisfied.

Cheng Qiao yelled at him, "Who made me like this?"

Lu Minghui lay obediently under the blanket and dared not speak again.

For the sake of everyone's sleep, Cheng Qiao hesitated for a while before deciding to turn off the lamp.

In the dead of night, the sound of even breathing came from the empty dormitory.

Cheng Qiao lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't fall asleep. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to return to the night when he just walked out of the movie theater. Fortunately, he was in the dormitory, so his heart was a little quieter.

He measured his body, faced the wall, and leaned close to the space left by the half-person beside the bed. He muttered a few words in his heart and slowly closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt that someone had gotten out of bed, perhaps because of the silence of the night, and his hearing was exceptionally good at this time.

The man walked towards him, and the sound of extremely light footsteps stopped abruptly beside his bed.

Just when Cheng Qiao was debating whether to get up to check what was going on, the place behind him sank, and then came a familiar voice next to his ear, which was very low and soft, but it was hard for him to forget for a long time.

"Can't sleep?"

Cheng Qiao turned around cleverly, and met Song Xiuyang's bright eyes in the dark. His eyes were beautiful, even in this dark night, they looked like the brightest stars in the sky.

"Yeah." Cheng Qiao wanted to get up, but was pushed back by Song Xiuyang's hand.

Cheng Qiao didn't understand what he meant, but was interrupted by him when he was about to ask.

I saw Song Xiuyang approaching him, half leaning against his bed, picked up the phone, and adjusted the phone screen to the darkest.

"Sleep, I'll go back when you fall asleep."

The phone screen dimmed, but he stared at himself.

"Will it be inconvenient?" Cheng Qiao probed in a low voice.

"It's okay, go to sleep."

Seeing Song Xiuyang's insistence, Cheng Qiao reluctantly agreed, but her heart was already full of joy.

"Then... senior, good night." Said Cheng Qiao turned his back and fell asleep peacefully.

……

On a peaceful night, Song Xiuyang sat alone in front of the bed.

The people around him had already fallen asleep, but he didn't want to leave for a long time. He looked at the wisps of moonlight in front of the window in the distance, and his thoughts drifted away.

Turn on the silent of the mobile phone, slowly approach the sleeping person sideways, and take their first group photo.

Satisfied, Song Xiuyang put away his phone and said "good night" to the sleeping man.

He got up and left lightly, thinking to himself, I can't let you watch ghost movies in the future, it's too torture.

The next day, Cheng Qiao went to the cafeteria with her roommates in a suit, and happened to meet Lu Minghui's girlfriend Xia Mo in the cafeteria.

To say it was a coincidence, it meant that Lu Minghui was deceiving himself. When he was in the dormitory, he started to inquire about his girlfriend's breakfast time early. That's how the morning coincidence happened.

Standing aside, Cheng Qiao was speechless, wondering if people in love have a brain.

Xia Mo said hello to her roommates, and under the envious eyes of her roommates, she walked to her boyfriend and sat opposite Cheng Qiao and Song Xiuyang.

I have to say that their combination of handsome men and beautiful women is really envious of others.

Usually, as a spreader of dog food, Xia Mo is based on the principle of spreading as much as possible, but today Cheng and Song are invisibly dazzled.

Song Xiuyang handed the chopsticks to Cheng Qiao.

Song Xiuyang peeled the eggs and Cheng Qiao ate them.

Song Xiuyang handed over the paper, and Cheng Qiao wiped his mouth.

After Cheng Qiao finished eating, Song Xiuyang naturally took the bowl and chopsticks back.

After eating this breakfast, Xia Mo began to doubt life.

"Let me ask you, do you usually eat like this, and your seniors hand you chopsticks and take away the plates?"

Lu Minghui: "Of course, it's just that the three of us are thin-skinned, and only Cheng Qiao is thick-skinned. Leave everything to my father Yang."

The corners of Xia Mo's mouth twitched and he smiled twice: "Hehe... It seems that you haven't eaten in the cafeteria a few times together!" This is not a matter of thin skin.

After breakfast, the five separated at the fork in front of the cafeteria.

Cheng Qiao, Song Xiuyang, and Xia Mo went to the school auditorium to prepare their speeches, while Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun went to the classroom.

Before the separation, Lu Minghui reluctantly bid farewell to the three people who had gone away, but Xia Mo's thoughts at this time were not on him.

Xia Mo walked on the far left side of the road, with Song Xiuyang in the middle and Cheng Qiao on the right.

Cheng Qiao and Song Xiuyang each carried gift bags in suits, and she was the only one who left the dormitory dressed up.

The school flower and school grass appeared on the campus at the same time, which was quite a sensation for the students.Everyone came forward one after another, wanting to have a chat or ask for a mobile phone number by the way.

As for Song Xiuyang, the flower of Gaoling, everyone just watched from a distance and didn't dare to play with him, so no one dared to strike up a conversation with him or ask for his contact information.

But for Cheng Qiao, a newcomer to the school, no matter if he was a boy or a girl, no matter if he was a senior or a student of the same class, everyone was very enthusiastic.

In just 1 minute, no less than ten people came to strike up a conversation with Cheng Qiao, but according to Cheng Qiao's character, they naturally had a lot of trouble.

The school grass is a tall and cold flower, the new handsome guy is an iceberg beauty, and the boys and girls of Beijing University are all sad.

Xia Mo, who was walking on the left, took a peek at the two of them. Whenever a classmate came to ask Cheng Qiao for contact information, Song Xiuyang would show dissatisfaction or even disgust. Don't ask her how she saw it through Song Xiuyang's eyes. For these things, she relies entirely on a woman's sixth sense - ignorance.

Halfway through the journey, Song Xiuyang finally couldn't stand it any longer. He stopped and said to Cheng Qiao who was beside him, "Let's change places."

Although Cheng Qiao didn't understand what it meant, she still did it honestly.

Don't tell me that since he changed his position, the number of people coming to Tashan has obviously decreased.

Xia Mo stood aside but was a little depressed, because Cheng Qiao had been talking to Song Xiuyang since the two changed positions, and Song Xiuyang carried the word "favor" to the end.

Cheng Qiao had a call, and Song Xiuyang took the suit from Cheng Qiao's hand naturally. Cheng Qiao didn't even say thank you, acting like it was a matter of course.

From her point of view, the flowers of the high mountains are on the ground, and the beauty of ice and snow lives in summer.

Carrying a big secret in her arms, Xia Mo was forced to be in the same frame as them, and her heart was extremely tormented.

With the 360-degree fluorescent lights on her head, she has no other choice but to keep complaining to Lu Minghui with her mobile phone.

Finally, when the three of them walked into the school auditorium, she decided to talk to Song Xiuyang first. The reason why she went to Song Xiuyang was because she felt that Song Xiuyang was in unrequited love. Based on what she knew about Cheng Qiao from Lu Minghui, at this time Cheng Qiao has absolutely no intention of falling in love.

The three of them came early, and there were only a few members of the student union in charge of the event at the backstage of the auditorium. After the three of them hurriedly greeted them, Song Xiuyang said something to Xia Mo, and followed Cheng Qiao to the locker room to change.

There are two changing rooms at the back of the auditorium, but they are extremely rudimentary. They are temporarily built with two pieces of cloth and a few shelves. Most of the students will not come here to change clothes unless necessary.

Seeing them walking towards the locker room at the end of Xia, in order to get an answer, she followed behind them while no one was paying attention.

Song Xiuyang handed Cheng Qiao's clothes to Cheng Qiao, and walked into a dressing room next to him.

Xia Mo stood outside the locker room, hesitating for a long time, these two are like conjoined twins since they came out of the restaurant just now, how can he avoid talking to Song Xiuyang from Cheng Qiao?

At this moment, Lu Minghui's text message came, and Xia Mo looked at the message secretly happy. She found a good method, which will not let others know, and the communication is also very convenient.

Xia Mo: Send me your father Yang's mobile phone number, quickly!Don't ask why, I won't tell you if I ask!

After the text message was sent, Xia Zhi found a chair near the dressing room, sat down, and waited patiently.

Soon Lu Minghui sent a message.

Lu Minghui: I suspect that grass has grown on my head, but I have no proof. Father Yang’s phone number: [email protected]#...

Xia Mo: Be good, your worries are unnecessary, step back first, and wait for Aijia to overturn your brand.

Sure enough, there was no text message from Lu Minghui.

Xia Mo quickly opened WeChat, searched for Song Xiuyang's WeChat account, added friends, and verified information.

She thought about the verification and decided to get straight to the point.

"I'm Xia Mo. I know you like Cheng Qiao, and I want to talk to you."

Xia Mo looked at the line he had entered, smiled with satisfaction, and clicked Add.

The waiting time is always long, this time is so long that at the end of summer, I thought Song Xiuyang didn't bring his mobile phone.

At this time, Cheng Qiao, who had changed his clothes, had already come out of the locker room. When he saw Xia Mo sitting outside the locker room facing him, he wanted to smile but couldn't.

"You are..." He pointed at Xia Mo with his finger.

Xia Mo didn't have the heart to answer Cheng Qiao's question. The guy she had been thinking about Song Xiuyang's reply didn't really have a mobile phone.

Depressedly, she put away her phone, and then remembered that someone was talking to her again. Xia Mo suddenly looked up and saw Cheng Qiao in a delicate suit standing in front of her.

She got up and walked around Cheng Qiao, "Not bad, not bad, the young man is so handsome! If your sister and I didn't have Lu Minghui, I would have taken a fancy to you!

It's hard to live, this word reached Song Xiuyang's ears, Song Xiuyang came out of the locker room with a livid face, without saying a word, picked up his mobile phone to accept Xia Mo's friend application, and sent a text message preconceived.

"he's mine."