National First Love and His Little Jasmine

"Master M?" Meng Chu'an couldn't help asking when he heard their conversation mention the field he was familiar with: "The one who made A13?...

"Master M?" Meng Chu'an couldn't help asking when he heard their conversation mention the field he was familiar with: "The one who made A13?"

Song Shiqing's eyes lit up suddenly, he turned his head to look at Meng Chuan, and said pleasantly, "You know that too?"

He had just been immersed in sadness, and only then did he remember that there was another person beside him.

Song Shiqing did not forget the sense of oppression that Meng Chuan brought to him in the toilet, let alone the feeling of being on the verge of suffocation, knowing how powerful and unfathomable this person is, and he did not forget those teasing and teasing, and those Words, enough to make him think deeply.

But what mecha fanatic can refuse to talk to someone who shares his interests!Anyway, Song Shiqing couldn't.

"Of course, which Alpha wouldn't know him?" Meng Chuan's smile deepened, and he looked at Song Shiqing with an inexplicable meaning, and asked, "You like him very much?"

"Well, it's super..." Song Shiqing looked at Meng Chuan's eyes, and after a short pause, he finished his sentence, "I like it."

"Oh..." Meng Chuan raised his tone, and asked again: "Then do you like the mechas he made, or do you like him?"

This question was strange, Meng Chuan's voice was watery, ambiguous, as if the real question was whether Song Shiqing liked him or not.

Liu Shaowen covered his face beside him, feeling blind.

He was not mistaken at all this morning, the two people were holding hands, and Meng Chuan was obviously hooking up with Song Shiqing, but the method was completely different from the step-by-step play hard to get taught in the textbook, so Song Shiqing couldn't see everything.

Liu Shaowen felt that he would try to persuade Song Shiqing later, and tell Song Shiqing all the scumbag scandals about Meng Chuan that he hadn't told Song Shiqing, so that he would not fall into the trap.

And Song Shiqing thought about it carefully, and replied: "I like mechas, and I also like Master M, but probably not the kind of liking you think, but the worship of objects and geniuses."

This answer is indeed Song Shiqing's style.

After hearing this, Meng Chuan raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "You are too rigorous, you are so honest and serious about everything, just like in a dream, but you are actually digging into a dead end."

When mentioning the dream, Song Shiqing's ear tips were immediately stained a light pink. Ever since he knew that the dream was a real person, besides being troubled, he also felt a little bit ashamed.

But he was still defending himself: "I'm not at all in a dead end..." After a pause, he whispered: "I'm not honest either."

At least he had begun to learn to keep silent and to lie.

Meng Chuan missed the point, maybe it didn't matter to him whether Song Shiqing was honest or not, so he skipped the last sentence, and just about to say something, the red light flashed twice, very small, It's hard to catch.

After he closed his eyes and listened to the intelligent AI report, his face changed suddenly, and he stood up, as if he wanted to leave directly as he was used to doing whatever he wanted.

His eyes swept across Song Shiqing's already red earlobe, and his heart trembled.

He asked, "Can you handle Zeng Xuan well?"

Song Shiqing didn't understand why, and felt that Meng Chuan asked a superfluous question, "Of course it's fine."

"That's up to you, we'll see you in the teaching building tomorrow."

After the sound settled down, Song Shiqing blinked again, only to see Meng Chuan's clothes quickly sinking into the corner, the speed was astonishingly fast.

Before he had time to think about the current situation, Guangnao also received a message.

He opened it and saw that it was from Meng Chuan.

M: So I have already smelled your pheromones.

This kind of words is an ambiguous tone common among couples between AO and BB.Song Shiqing was stunned for a while, even though he had already experienced Meng Chuan's hooliganism when he appeared here suddenly.

However, just like that, another message popped up over there.

M: Good night, little Jasmine.