In fact, Song Ye admired this kind of slowly interlocking brain circuits, and even said that if Fu Tong'er was not targeting her, she would be happy to win him over and become a powerful general under his command.
She has a gloomy mind, is flexible and flexible, and has a thoughtful mind. She believes that this is a good seedling.
It's a pity that she should never have done it on her own head.
At this time, Song Ye finally understood the purpose of wearing a cool and freezing skirt in the middle of the night. It could be torn anytime, anywhere.
However, "I told you before, it's your business who you like, don't take your anger out on me." Song Ye didn't know why the other party insisted on putting himself and Meng Ziheng together, even if they matched their looks, The genders are not harmonious either.
"Oh, don't think I'm easy to fool. It's all your fault that I ended up like this. Song Ye, you can't escape." The smile on Fu Tong'er's face became a little weirder again, in the deep night It seems a bit penetrating.
To vent one's anger is to vent one's anger again.
Song Ye was attacked by two women with the same lines this day, and no matter how big her heart she was, she felt a little irritated. However, her irritability was only reflected in a slight frown on her face, which remained cold and calm.
She took out her hand, pinched her wrist, and suddenly walked towards Fu Tong'er, who was facing forward. There was a hint of evil in her behavior, "You said you wanted to tear your clothes and let people come to catch you. Did you guess that I would Hit a woman so that you can't even cry out?"
What? This was obviously out of the ordinary routine. No matter how many assumptions Fu Tong'er made, she never expected that the school girl, who was as cold as the moon, would hit a woman.
But from the expressionless face of the other party, Fu Tong'er suddenly saw this possibility.
"Song Ye, if you dare to touch me, the Meng family will not let you go... Well..." Before the threat could be finished, this possibility had already become a reality.
Song Ye struck quickly, punching Fu Tong'er in the stomach almost as soon as he walked to her. Severe pain hit her, and Fu Tong'er's mouth was covered before the vented wailing broke out of her throat.
Her stomach ached to the point of cramping. Fu Tong'er, who had never suffered such violence, wished she could faint immediately and fall unconscious. At this time, she could still hear a cold response in her ears, "In my eyes, the Meng family is nothing." .”
The vulgar words exposed the suppressed fire in Song Ye's heart at this moment. Then he took a hotel towel and stuffed it into Fu Tong'er's mouth, and slapped her several times with his backhand.
If Han Yan couldn't be cured thousands of miles away, couldn't she even touch Fu Tong'er
All of them treat her like a sick cat because she doesn't show off her power.
After slapping him and venting his frustration, Song Ye tied up the person behind his back. Just as he was about to call someone to come and deal with it, the doorbell rang again with a sudden ding.
When Fu Tong'er, who was frightened over there, heard someone coming, he didn't care about the embarrassment at the moment and rushed over to hit the door with his body to ask for help.
As long as someone sees her like this, Song Ye won't be able to escape even if he jumps into the Yellow River.
At the moment when speed decided everything, Song Ye naturally won. He stepped forward with a lunge, raised the knife in one hand and slashed at Fu Tong'er's back with the other hand. This time, he was really completely unconscious.
After throwing the person into the toilet and closing the door, Song Ye returned to the door and opened the door.
"Is something wrong?" Song Ye raised his eyebrows when he saw Meng Ziheng standing outside the door. Today, all the Meng family members rushed to pay her New Year's greetings.
"Yes." Meng Ziheng pursed his lips, responded in a low voice, and then added, "Can we come into the room to talk?"
Song Ye raised his eyebrows a little higher and glanced at the other person's thin school uniform.
Ha, the routines are exactly the same.
Sideways motioning for people to come in, Song Ye was not worried that the people in the toilet would wake up and act like monsters.
The room was still clean, and except for one missing towel, there were no traces of a fight.
Of course, this is because Song Ye just beat Fu Tong'er unilaterally, and the other party didn't even have the ability to resist.
"Song Ye, I have something to confess to you." Meng Ziheng entered the room without any greetings, and went straight to the point where the atmosphere was slightly frozen.
"Huh?" Song Ye responded absently, thinking about how to repay Meng Ziheng's favor quickly and efficiently, so that he didn't notice anything strange about the confession in his mouth.
Seeing that the other party did not respond, Meng Ziheng was not disappointed. He stood there seriously, his handsome face tensed up, and his palms were slightly sweating. He took a few deep breaths, trying hard not to let his voice tremble, and then spoke He said every word with utmost seriousness: "Song Ye, I think I have fallen in love with you."
"Yeah." Song Ye was still distracted over there. After subconsciously responding, he realized what he had just heard and suddenly raised his head and glanced at the boy opposite, "What did you say?"
Seeing Song Ye's rare expression of exaggerated shock, Meng Ziheng pursed his lips, feeling incredibly soft in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief, trying not to scare her, "Song Ye, I like you, I'm serious."
He is an upright person who follows his inner thoughts. He may be a little emotionally slow, but once he is moved and determined, he will move forward courageously.
In this regard, a certain eldest brother is somewhat inferior to Meng Ziheng.
But it was also because Qin Zhan knew Song Ye that he had many concerns. Just as Song Ye's face gradually calmed down after being shocked, what slowly emerged was not emotion, but coldness.
"Meng Ziheng, do you know that I am a boy?" Song Ye felt that he needed to understand the situation first before making any further plans.
But Meng Ziheng didn't think about anything else. He was anxious to confess his feelings, "I know, but I still like you, regardless of gender. I hope you won't rush to reject me and give me a chance."
Before coming, Meng Ziheng had thought about it a lot, and he also knew that the most difficult thing to overcome between the two of them was the issue of gender, so he didn't want to rush for the answer.
Song Ye looked at the serious boy standing in front of him, frowned, and suddenly felt a little headache.
Just now, she thought that Fu Tong'er was unintentionally irritating her, but she didn't expect the truth to come out so quickly, catching her off guard.
When it came to feelings, she realized that she was really a little slow.
However, "Don't think about it, I don't like you." She didn't hesitate and gave the final answer directly. She could still tell clearly whether she liked it or not.
Meng Ziheng may not have expected that she would be so decisive, and he looked a little stunned for a while.
Song Ye didn't want to say more, and while avoiding him, he said: "After this competition, I will help you seize the sovereignty of the Meng family as soon as possible. There is no need to say more about other things."