National First Love and His Little Jasmine

"is it possible?"

Meng Chuan frowned deeply, and said incredulously, "You just because

"is it possible?"

Meng Chuan frowned deeply, and said incredulously, "You want to leave just because I fell him?"

In fact, it was a very strange thing for Meng Chuan who had no memory to ask this question.

But Song Shiqing, who was caught in self-analysis, didn't notice it, but just looked at Meng Chuan persistently, and grabbed the doorknob.

The air pressure in the car suddenly dropped, and the road out of the refugee slum was obviously very long, but when Song Shiqing glanced outside the car, he was surprised to find that they had already gone out.

After the cloud parted, the dazzling Golden Crow was revealed, and everything became clear, but it turned into a phantom under the increasing speed of the car.

Only the person in front of him, every movement slowly and gracefully broke into Song Shiqing's eyes, occupying his mind every second.

Forget it.

Song Shiqing let go of his hand, looked down at Song Xingxing's complicated expression, and brushed his forehead hair back with a cold face, carefully checking whether he was injured or not.

[Candidate Song Shiqing applied for early submission. 】

He didn't want to attack Meng Chuan, and he didn't want to get entangled with Meng Chuan.

This behavior of giving up without even giving it a try is shameful, but Song Shiqing still chose to do so.

His bottom line and principles were actually crushed when Meng Chuan appeared by his side, destroying his pure and innocent sincerity.

"Brother!" Song Xingxing called him suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Song Shiqing turned a blind eye to Meng Chuan's burning eyes, and instead spoke to Song Xingxing in a gentle voice.

"It's okay, I just wanted to say... I'm sleepy, let's stop messing around, we're going out anyway." Song Xingxing's eyes were dripping, and he yawned pretendingly.

"Okay, you go to sleep." Song Shiqing hugged him and turned his body sideways, as if guarding against Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan watched from the side, his face getting darker and darker.

"Song Shiqing, what do you mean?"

"How do you know my name is Song Shiqing?" Song Shiqing turned to him and asked.

Meng Chuan: "..."

Suddenly becoming so sharp, Meng Chuan choked, and said, "I found out."

His appearance and aura are not at all like the unrestrained ancestor of the vampire in the legend.

"Oh." Song Shiqing gave him a meaningful look, and asked again: "What is your relationship with my brother? Why do you want to take him away?"

"Why did I tell you?" Meng Chuan raised his eyebrows, "If you really want to know..."

He pointed to his bright red lips, as if he had missed a piece of jelly that was smooth and smooth, "Kiss me once, and I'll tell you."

Song Shiqing: "...No."

No matter which world this hooligan is in, his personality is the same, only the level of hooliganism is different.

[Candidate Song Shiqing's application for early submission was rejected, please complete the exam carefully. 】

Song Shiqing lowered his eyelashes, restraining the indifferent look in his eyes. Song Xingxing in his arms was obviously pretending to be asleep, and his eyelids were trembling with guilt.

His surroundings seemed to be covered in lies, in this place where it was unknown whether it was a virtual world or a different world.

What should we do now?

Song Shiqing rubbed his finger bones, and began to think about new problems, but half of his attention was on Meng Chuan.

This man, oh no, this vampire wasn't annoyed when he was rejected, but looked at him with a faint smile on his lips, and didn't speak anymore, just a little bit narrow.

Song Shiqing closed his eyes, calmed down his impulse when he just applied, and thought about the follow-up, and found out all the loopholes.

Regarding the matter of making the villain regret, it seems that there is no expressly stipulated what kind of regret it is, and it is only judged according to the increase in the regret value.

Dracula M's regret value is of course now at 0, and there is no tendency to move at all.

Song Shiqing can't sit still and wait for death, this is not his character.

There are many ways to make people regret, the simplest of which is to let a person get it and then lose it, regretting that he did not cherish it at the beginning, in short, it has something to do with love, and this kind of method is a policy specially formulated by Interstellar for scumbags, and Even if it is judged as a scumbag, it can only be used if the scumbag behaves like a scumbag, otherwise it will be an illegal act and will be punished by strict laws.

Song Shiqing didn't intend to go emotional. Although he specialized in those, but as a kryptonite boss, he decided to find another way and use money and strength to make Meng Chuan regret it.

For example, becoming a competitor, overthrowing the monopoly and rule of vampires, fair competition is not against the rules, starting from the material aspect, Song Shiqing thinks he also has this strength.

But the most important thing is that he must first find a way to leave Meng Chuan's side.

"Are you thinking about running away? We're almost there."

Meng Chuan tilted his head and leaned in front of him, with doubts in his eyes, but also an inexplicable excitement.

"En." Song Shiqing felt that there was nothing he couldn't say, anyway, if he was going to run away, it was impossible for Meng Chuan not to know.

Meng Chuan glanced at him in surprise, then smiled and said, "Then you go for it."

The look of anticipation made Song Shiqing silent for a moment, and he was relieved after thinking that Meng Chuan had this character.

Anyway, he doesn't want to have emotional ties with Meng Chuan, if it's not possible, he should go to a war-torn country and fight for two years first, and let Meng Chuan concentrate on fighting him in career.

Alpha's ambition should be bigger, it's too hopeless to always stick to love and love.

Thinking of this, Song Shiqing felt a little more relaxed.

The car stopped not long after, and the thick fog seemed to appear suddenly at this moment, quickly surrounding the car they were riding in, and the light was so slight that nothing could be seen except the interior of the car.

Meng Chuan got out of the car first, and Song Shiqing's car door was suddenly pulled open. He was grabbed by his hand and dragged out. When he looked up, he saw Meng Chuan's black eyes turned deep red, looking at him resentfully.

As if transformed, the tailored suit that protruded from the figure turned into a dark red robe that was as loose as a bat, and he even changed his clothes.

"Welcome to my palace, fiancé." The corners of Meng Chuan's mouth were straightened, but the smile in his eyes was deep.

The word "fiancé" really touches people's hearts, not to mention the pair of beautiful ruby-like eyes staring at him, shining with the most captivating light under the thick fog.

Song Shiqing suddenly felt that this kind of line that was partial to middle school was quite suitable for Meng Chuan. Although it was a bit embarrassing, he did not deny that it really collided with this pure appearance to create an ancient medieval feeling, which made people want to give birth to literature and art. The impulse to revive ideas, after all, Kryptonites are also considered half capitalists.

"Let's go." Song Shiqing held Song Xingxing in his arms, concealing his slightly complicated expression.

Meng Chuan's attire here reflects his character, like a show.Love represents passionate red roses.

The wild spikes force people to retreat, but they are also budding to restrain him, waiting for him to approach before hurting people by surprise, but...

He can't compete with a rose.

What's more, this is a unique rose in the fog and mire. ?

The author says:

感谢在2022-05-2423：43：39～2022-05-2523：43：35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: so sleepy 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: so sleepy 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!