Mu Xiaoxiao said nothing more.
Ye Sijue and Yin Shaojie, who were standing behind them, glanced at each other, obviously hearing what they had just said.
Yesijue came closer and asked Yin Shaojie, "Do you think Shijun likes Qiqing?"
"I haven't heard him say that." Yin Shaojie said.
"Maybe even if he likes her in his heart, just like you at the beginning, he hasn't realized his feelings yet." Ye Sijue thought of this possibility.
"It's possible that this is not impossible." Yin Shaojie looked at Song Shijun not far away with a sharp look, "It's just... I think he will have his own ideas in his heart, so we'd better not interfere."
Ye Sijue twitched the corner of his mouth, "I have no intention of interfering, it's just eight hexagrams."
Yin Shaojie looked at him, "Since when did you like gossip?"
Ye Sijue smiled and said nothing.
the other side.
Han Qiqing pulled Song Shijun's sleeve and asked him to do bad things.
"Don't make trouble, I won't do it!" Song Shijun refused.
She actually asked him to ask for someone else's wings to wear for her. He couldn't say such a thing.
Han Qiqing patted him and said depressingly, "You just go and compliment this girl and then ask to lend her to us to take pictures. What's wrong with that?"
"Since there's nothing to be embarrassed about, go ahead and borrow it. Besides, you're a girl, wouldn't it be more convenient for you to borrow it?" Song Shijun wanted to snatch his sleeves back from her hands, but Han Qiqing held her tight. of.
"It's different! You are a boy and a handsome guy. If you compliment someone on his beauty, you will definitely borrow it. Okay, okay, okay, Shijun, you are the best. Shijun, you are the best man in the world!" Han Qiqing said all kinds of things He praised him lavishly and did not hesitate to praise him at all.
Song Shijun was at a loss for words, "I really don't know if I owed you something in my previous life."
As soon as Han Qiqing heard his words, she knew that he was willing.
She chuckled, "No, no, no, Shijun, you must have been an angel in your last life! Come on, Pikachu, I'm waiting for your good news!"
Song Shijun reached out and touched her forehead before walking over there. What Han Qiqing wants are the wings carried by the girls in the parade. They are angel wings made of white feathers, which shine with pure light in the sun.
However, when Song Shijun came back, what he brought back was a pair of colorful butterfly wings.
Han Qiqing groaned and beat him, "This is not what I want!"
"I think this is more suitable for you, Huahua Butterfly." Song Shijun teased with a smile.
"Go away! I want angel wings!" Han Qiqing pushed the colorful wings into his arms and asked him to carry them.
"You really don't want it? Then I'll give it to Xiaoxiao."
With that said, he walked towards Mu Xiaoxiao.
Han Qiqing glared at him.
"Xiaoxiao, this is for you." Song Shijun actually gave the colorful butterfly wings to Mu Xiaoxiao.
Mu Xiaoxiao took it in surprise, "Thank you!"
Seeing Mo Xiaomeng's eyes shining, Ye Sijue leaned close to her ear and asked, "Do you want it?"
Mo Xiaomeng nodded, "Yeah!"
Yesijue pinched her cheek and walked aside.
After a while, I borrowed the same colorful wings.
Mo Xiaomeng had colorful wings on her back and her face was full of happiness and smile. She turned to look at Qiqing and asked in a sweet and cute voice, "Qiqing, do you want it?"
Han Qiqing looked at the two of them. They were both carrying the same type of colorful wings.
I immediately changed my mind.
"Shijun, go and borrow another one, I want this one too!"
(End of chapter)