"What did you say?" Song Shijun rolled his eyes at her, as if she asked a stupid question.
Mu Xiaoxiao pointed at him and said, "Do you dare to say you're not jealous?"
"No." Song Shijun asked her in turn, "Then are you envious of Qiqing for receiving so many love letters?"
"Am I envious?" Mu Xiaoxiao turned her finger to herself, "Why should I envy Qiqing?"
Song Shijun curled his lips and raised his eyebrows and said, "You must be envious, right? People in the United States don't like to write love letters. Even if you are chased by people there, those boys will not write love letters to you. Ordinary girls, who Don’t you want a love letter?”
Mu Xiaoxiao paused.
He really got it right.
People in the United States really don’t know how to write love letters.
"I... I also received love letters when I was a child in China!" she argued.
Song Shijun smiled and was about to say something when Mu Xiaoxiao stared back.
She yelled, "Don't talk!"
This guy is so annoying!
Song Shijun spread his hands, pointed behind her and said, "If you want a love letter, go to this person in your family."
Mu Xiaoxiao knew it was Yin Shaojie without looking back.
"What love letter?" Yin Shaojie asked.
Mu Xiaoxiao coughed, shook his head and said, "Nothing, nothing, don't you need to go to class?"
"I'm here to find you." Yin Shaojie stared at her with his dark eyes.
"Looking for me?" Mu Xiaoxiao blinked.
Yin Shaojie snorted, "Didn't you promise me that you would study well in class? Why did you skip class again?"
"Uh..." Mu Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed, "I... um... this class is physical education! Is it okay? I am... I am helping someone get something for Qi Qing."
Even though he said that, he was still a little cautious.
At this time, Han Qiqing also brought a drink and saw Yin Shaojie. "Yin Shaojie, what do you want to drink?" she asked smoothly.
Yin Shaojie glanced at the piles of things on the coffee table and said in an incredible tone, "Are all the boys in the school crazy?"
Han Qiqing, "..."
If he wasn't Yin Shaojie, she would have smashed everything in her hands at him.
Yin Shaojie took Mu Xiaoxiao's hand and said, "Let's go to class."
"Ah?" Mu Xiaoxiao was pulled away by him before he could react.
"Xiao Xiao... Xiao Xiao..." Han Qiqing called from behind, and could only helplessly fall down on her face.
Song Shijun stood up and said, "Then I will go to class too..."
"Stop!" Han Qiqing shouted.
Song Shijun stopped.
Han Qiqing glanced at him, pointed at him with the hand holding the drink and said, "Xiao Xiao is not here, you stay here with me."
Song Shijun said, "Please, Miss Han, I have to go to class."
"Class? When did the word "class" appear in your dictionary? I don't usually see you so active in class. No matter what, you are not allowed to leave." Han Qiqing didn't want to stay here alone.
Song Shijun raised his hands to express surrender, "Okay, okay, I'll stay."
I really owe you.
Han Qiqing handed him the drink and said, "By the way, I'm a little hungry. Let's order something to eat."
Song Shijun glanced at the cake on the coffee table and said, "Don't you have cake? Just eat the cake."
"I don't want to eat cake, I want to eat... French fries, chicken wings, please hurry up." Han Qiqing urged.
Song Shijun was puzzled, "Why should I order it? If you want to eat it, order it yourself."
"Because I want to stay hidden and not let anyone know that I am in the student union." Han Qiqing said cautiously.
(End of chapter)