I married a bamboo horse

"You stole his girlfriend?" Song Ziqian asked Wen Youxing in front of him without any expression on his face.If Wen Youxing admitted and said yes, then he would blow Wen Youxing's head off.

"I don't have one! I'm so confused." Wen Youxing hastily denied that he didn't know when he had a girlfriend, and this girlfriend had a boyfriend, and he was still a threesome?

Song Ziqian obviously didn't trust him, and stared at him with a cold expression.

"Really! If you don't believe me, you can ask my sister, or ask my classmates." Wen Youxing's desire to survive was extremely strong, and he was afraid that if he didn't explain clearly, Song Ziqian would be able to tear himself apart.

Song Ziqian reluctantly believed his words, and returned home side by side with Wen Youxing.

On the way home, Wen Youxing chattered non-stop, asking Song Ziqian why he was so powerful. It was just this incident that made Wen Youxing, who was always targeting Song Ziqian, slightly change his view of Song Ziqian.

As for why it changed, Wen Youxing brainwashed himself in this way. First, Song Ziqian usually likes to bully himself, but when other people bully him, Song Ziqian will help him without saying a word. After all, Ziqian and himself looked down and saw each other. If they really became enemies, wouldn't it be embarrassing to meet each other?It’s better to show kindness yourself and stop fussing with him. Thirdly, this is the most important point. My mother really likes him, and fighting against him is asking for trouble, because my mother will deny me this at any time because of him. biological son!

So when the two of them got along, at best they would bicker, or at worst they would compete and play games.

In the end, I don't know how Song Ziqian's [-]-on-[-] spread got out. As a result, when he was in junior high school, everyone hid when they saw him. Coupled with his resounding grades, this incident became a legend.

Wen Youxing is not very good at playing basketball, and Song Ziqian, who is called the Almighty God by his classmates, knows nothing about basketball. When the two of them were practicing shooting there like idiots, Le Zhenghong and An Jiuge's jaws were shocked. It was about to fall, and there was a sentence in their heads that kept hovering over their heads, "The Great God can't play, the Great God can't play."

Although Song Ziqian doesn't know how to play basketball, but fortunately his physical strength is not bad, so he continued to practice there without blushing and heartbeat, but Wen Youxing couldn't do it, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and the sweat soaked the school uniform. It was already relatively thin, Song Ziqian looked sideways, and clearly saw Wen Youxing's fair chest.

"It's so hot and tired." Wen Youxing pulled his collar to fan the wind.He grumbled hotly.

"Do you want to go to the canteen?" Song Ziqian wiped Wen Youxing's sweat with his hands. Wen Youxing didn't mind such a small gesture, he only heard Song Ziqian ask if he wanted to go to the canteen.

"It's too late to go now, we have to go to self-study later." Wen Youxing was a little hesitant, his grades were not good, if he still ran around, the teacher would definitely invite Han Qi to school again later.

Song Ziqian knew his concerns, and pointed to him. Of course, Wen Youxing knew what he meant, gave him a big white eye, and said lightly, "Good grades are great, and absenteeism is a matter of course."

Song Ziqian knew that he was enjoying himself.Stretching out his hand to rub his head, Wen Youxing was like an irritated cat, and said angrily, "Who allowed you to touch my head? If you touch my head again, your paw will be chopped off!" Song Ziqian Not frightened by him, he stretched out his hand and rubbed it again. Wen Youxing was about to throw his fist in a panic, but Song Ziqian had already run a long way, so he could only chase after him, scolding "Song Ziqian, stop me! If If I catch you, I will kill you!"

Hearing Wen Youxing's furious voice, Song Ziqian slowed down a little. After Wen Youxing caught up with him, he threw himself on his back with his hands tightly around his neck, and wrapped his legs around his neck. Song Ziqian said with gritted teeth, "Say! Dare you touch my head!" Wen Youxing didn't dare to use much force, Song Ziqian said with a light smile, "Don't dare, don't dare, Young Master Wen I can’t just lick my cat’s hair casually.” Wen Youxing snorted, and tightened his hands a little more, trying to scare Song Ziqian, but Song Ziqian was afraid that he would fall, so he put his hands on his buttocks, Wen Youxing didn’t realize it at all How ambiguous this pose is.