Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Bai Wenqiu looked up in disbelief, he never thought that Xu Ning would break up with him, for Song Zui.

Not to mention that he never met Song Zui at all, even if he hit Song Zui, so what, he is just a poor kid from the mountains, Xu Ning must have lost his mind.

His smile froze on his face, distorted into an extremely ugly expression, he controlled himself to turn around and leave: "Do you remember when we were in school, did you really want to break up with me?"

Although Bai Wenqiu was very angry, he was not carried away by the anger. If they broke up, he could only live an ordinary life and live in a community with many tenants.

Xu Ning seemed to be moved.

Bai Wenqiu saw that Xu Ning's heart had softened and continued to play the emotional card. When he was in school, Xu Ning was by his side all day long, and the youthful time they experienced together was incomparable to Song Zui who came halfway.

After saying that, the circles of his eyes were a little moist, after all, that time was his happiest day, and he believed that Xu Ning would not be indifferent when he saw this.

After hearing this, Xu Ning said emotionally, "I'll help you with your luggage."

Now Bai Wenqiu's face was really dark.

He said so much dry-mouthed in exchange for a sentence to help you carry your luggage, he couldn't just leave for nothing, and wanted to find Xu Ning to reason.

However, the servants looked at him with pity, which was not much better than seeing Song Zui at that time. His self-esteem made him unable to open his mouth. He gave Xu Ning a deep look: "Don't regret it in the future."

After he finished speaking, he angrily took the suitcase and left. He tried to straighten his back more straight than anyone else, but his spine bent inadvertently.

When Xu Ning heard Bai Wenqiu's words, he wondered if he was impulsive by the door. When he heard Bai Wenqiu's action against Song Zui, his heart ached. The breakup was completely out of his mind.

But he thought about it calmly. If he didn't mention the breakup, he would probably be sat down by Bai Wenqiu. Thinking of his uncle Xu Ning, he shuddered.

He still wants to have a good day for two days.

When Song Zui returned home from the north gate of the school, he carried two small matcha cakes in his hands, and Feng Siwen would give him desserts every time.

As soon as he opened the door with his key while carrying his schoolbag across his body, Song Tiantian, with a sharp nose, ran up to his legs and rolled, staring up at the small cake in his hand.

Cats cannot eat cream.

Song Zui picked up Song Tiantian to shift the focus, and sure enough, the kitten narrowed its eyes in comfort, and threw the little cake behind the cat's head.

It's just that he hasn't hugged it for a long time, and He Shanting on the sofa casts his gaze at him, as if saying that hugging it is worse than hugging me.

Song Zui didn't know how to explain that the kitten is soft and you are hard, afraid that the other party would ask plainly if you don't like me being hard.

Reason told him that he should pretend not to see it, but he found the confidence in Bai Wenqiu's complete victory and said boldly: "How much is your catty, how many catties is Song Tiantian?"

"An adult Devon cat weighs between six and seven catties, and it weighs six to seven catties when it is not an adult. If you have the face to lie in someone's arms, you should be ashamed to roll off of you."

Song Zui looked at the trembling Song Tiantian and choked speechlessly.

The person on the opposite side didn't reflect on his coquettish behavior at all, but instead suppressed the little kitten who was only half a catty, with viciousness in his words.

He Shanting stared at his waist and clicked his tongue lightly: "I don't mind riding if you can't carry it."

The tips of Song Zui's ears turned completely red in defeat, and he covered Song Tiantian's ears, this man was full of something in his head, why didn't he sweep He Shanting when he was anti-pornography.

"Don't think about it."

The boy ignored him and sat on a chair to read a book. He would never know how to use navel oranges in his life. He Shanting came over and bowed his head to kiss him.

He was sitting upright on the chair, but he was hugged and kissed unconsciously, but the kiss was on his sensitive spots, his skin turned sticky and blushing.

The other party's slender fingers got into his hem, and he felt a shameful pleasure, and suddenly he heard the man whispering in his ear.

"My birthday is coming up."

Song Zui asked Assistant Chen to find out that He Shanting's birthday was No. 30 of this month. It wasn't because he was careful, but that if he forgot the other party's birthday, he reckoned that He Shanting would remember it for a lifetime.

It's just that he didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned the birthday, there was still a week before No. 30, and at this moment the man's bewitching voice passed over his eardrums.

"Riding is my favorite."

Song Zui pulled out his unruly hand under his clothes with a blank expression.

Kill this man.

Even though Song Zui didn't want to talk to He Shanting, in the next week, besides writing reports, he was picking gifts on orange software.

He sent the rewritten report to Mr. Yang. Although Mr. Yang didn't say anything, his tone should be satisfactory.

Looking left and right for the birthday gift, but he couldn't find the right one, he wouldn't really want navel oranges, Song Zui held down this thought.

He came out of the library to find Feng Siwen for advice. Feng Siwen was the one with the most emotional experience among his friends. When Wu Zhen was crying about being single, Feng Siwen had already hooked up with a little wolf dog in the freshman year.

Song Zui had seen that person before, a shy boy from the Chinese Department, who met Feng Siwen while buying desserts at a stall, and he was much better than Sun Yu, who was a victim of domestic violence and cheating.

He walked to Feng Siwen's booth. There were not many students buying desserts in the afternoon, so he pulled a low stool and sat down.

"What do you think is a good birthday present?"

"Your boyfriend?"

Feng Siwen responded quickly.

Song Zui held his face and nodded.

Feng Siwen has never met Song Zui's boyfriend, because Song Zui always sighs when he mentions his boyfriend. When he is single, he still cares about his relationship status. When he is in a relationship, asking questions always seems to poke someone's scar.

So he doesn't know Song Zui's boyfriend at all, he only knows that he likes desserts, and every time he asks Song Zui to bring two cakes home.

In fact, he was right in guessing, Song Zui felt that He Shanting was not very good at it, that he was indifferent to others, and wanted navel oranges after others.

"What does he like?"

From Feng Siwen's point of view, ordinary boys like almost the same things, except for sneakers and the like, but the young man made a calm voice.

"Antique paintings."

Feng Siwen was startled in his heart, this is not something that ordinary families can play with, nor is it a gift they can afford.

However, he quickly figured out a new way of thinking. It is not necessary to give the other party what they like, but a thoughtful gift can surprise them.

"How about a tie?"

Feng Siwen likes to give this kind of small items very much. Instead of buying ordinary clothes, it is better to spend the same money on famous brand ties. This is the scheming of gift giving.

Song Zui seriously recalled the wardrobe in Xiahe Shanting.

"He has a bunch."

They were all handmade in Italy, and he didn't know who he was dressing up for in the last class. Of course, he refused to admit that he liked seeing He Shanting in suits very much, and he had a dog-like temperament.

"How about men's perfume?"

"He hates all the incense on the market."

"Where's the Bluetooth headset?"

"He thinks he's ugly and doesn't need that."

After a lot of proposals were rejected, Feng Siwen felt a little sympathetic to Song Zui, and Xu Ning from the past didn't talk about it. After finally starting a new life, he found such a boyfriend again.

There was a saying that he didn't dare to say in front of Song Zui, there was no job to raise a young man, so poor and so picky, isn't this the life of a young lady.

They, Xiao Song Zui, just came out of the fire pit and fell into the quagmire.

At this time, a famous car stopped by the booth, and the window rolled down to reveal Zhang Guigui's face, which was obviously a romantic and eye-catching mixed-race appearance but had a sharp meaning.

Feng Siwen immediately recognized the person in the car as He Shanting. He had only seen He Shanting once, but such a person was born to be unforgettable.

Facing the arrival of He Shanting, he was so terrified that he was at a loss for what to do, fearing that the stall he set up would scratch the car, which was a price he couldn't afford in his life.

However, what surprised him was that Song Zui got into the car very naturally, realized his astonishment, and opened his mouth as if it was hard to say.

"Oh my boyfriend."