National First Love and His Little Jasmine

Dirty words have never been able to reach Song Shiqing's ears, and they will be automatically silenced by his consciousness. This time Song Shiqing

Dirty words have never been able to enter Song Shiqing's ears, and they will be automatically silenced by his consciousness. This time Song Shiqing could hear clearly, and the brows just instinctively frowned, and then relaxed, without any uncomfortable reaction, just not in the slightest. When agreeing with the sentence about wearing a cuckold, he touched his knuckles.

Xiu Qi is not a supernatural being, and his mental strength cannot overwhelm the unfathomable Meng Chuan.

The ice pick that pierced the flesh on his hand was chilling to the bone, the boundless coldness extended, and the cold sweat rolled down.

Xiu Qi even sensed the killing intent in it, which came out of nowhere.

Enduring the pain, he gritted his teeth: "Meng Chuan...here, but, the library..."

"So what?" Meng Chuan didn't care.

He glanced at Song Shiqing, who seemed to be watching the excitement and showed no expression, curled his lips, and stretched out his hand to pull him over.

Song Shiqing followed his strength and stood beside him, still not saying a word.

Under Xiu Qi's eyes looking at him expectantly, there was no hint of pleading for love, but his gaze shifted to Meng Chu'an's side face, the meaning was unclear.

No one knew what he was thinking.

People passing by couldn't help but pause and look this way.

Meng Chuan didn't care, raised his eyebrows lightly, and greeted Song Shiqing's gaze, "What are you thinking?"

Song Shiqing was silent for a moment, observed Meng Chuan's expression probingly, and expressed his doubts, "I was wondering why I could tolerate you kissing me."

Meng Chuan obviously didn't expect him to be so direct, he was stunned for a moment, and turned his head with a strange expression.

He himself always teases Song Shiqing with a sense of ridicule, whether true or false, but this person is so straightforward and honest that people don't know how to answer.

As for why?How did Meng Chuan know?Isn't this something Song Shiqing should think about?

But of course Meng Chu'an, who can only play hooligans with his talent, would not say that he didn't know, it didn't just expose the fact that he was a love rookie at all.

He thought of an answer that he thought was reasonable, and said, "Because you like me."

Song Shiqing fell silent, lost in thought.

Seeing that their attention was diverted, Xiu Qi at the side wanted to slip away.

He dared to sow discord and flirt with Song Shiqing behind Meng Chuan's back, but he didn't dare in front of him, and he was very guilty.

If he stayed here at this moment, if Meng Chuan exposed all his words, Song Shiqing might only hate him in the future, let alone try to chase him.

"What? Want to run?"

Meng Chuan has been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye.

If he didn't check, he wouldn't know that his reputation at school was almost ruined by this guy.

And when the school started, I was harassed by many people for no reason, and it turned out to be this guy's fault.

"You don't want to run away if you don't make it clear in front of everyone today." Meng Chuan moved his fingers, and in the heat of early summer, a bunch of ice cones flew from nowhere in the air, quickly hitting Xiu Qi's body Arranged neatly, the sharp tops seem to be ready to be pressed down at any time.

"Say, explain what?" Xiu Qi was trembling all over, and couldn't make a sound while speaking.

There were more and more people around, and the voices of the discussion became more and more complicated. Song Shiqing stopped thinking a little unhappy, and glanced around.

He doesn't like noisy environments with many people.

Song Shiqing tugged on La Mengchuan's sleeve, regardless of what they were talking about or any grievances, he said to himself: "Let's go, come with me."

He seems not to give up on that question until he dies.