2285 I have you (1)
âWhat are you saying?â Song Shijun rolled his eyes at her, as if she had asked a stupid question.
Mu Xiaoxiao pointed at him and said, â do you dare to say that youâre not jealous? â
âNo, I didnât,â Song Shijun asked her in return, â then are you envious of qiqing for receiving so many love letters? â
âIâm envious?â Mu Xiaoxiaoâs finger turned to her. &Quot; why should I be envious of qiqing? â
Song Shijun curled his lips and raised his eyebrows. &Quot; you must be envious, right? They donât like to write love letters in the U.S. Even if you have suitors there, they wonât write you a love letter. Which girl doesnât want a love letter?â
Mu Xiaoxiao paused.
He was right.
Indeed, people in United States did not know how to write love letters.
âI ... I received love letters when I was in China when I was young!â She argued.
Song Shijun smiled and was about to say something when mu Xiaoxiao glared at him.
She shouted, â donât talk! &Quot;
This guy is so annoying!
Song Shijun spread out his hands and pointed behind her. &Quot; if you want love letters, look for this one at home. &Quot;
Mu Xiaoxiao didnât need to turn around to know it was Yin Shaojie.
âWhat love letter?â Yin Shaojie asked.
Mu Xiaoxiao coughed and shook her head. &Quot; itâs nothing. Donât you have classes? â
âIâm here to find you.â Yin Shaojieâs dark eyes looked at her.
âLooking for me?â Mu Xiaoxiao blinked.
Yin Shaojie snorted. &Quot; didnât you promise me that youâd be good in class? Why did you skip class again?â
&Quot; uh ... &Quot; mu Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed. &Quot; I ... That ... This period is P.E. Class! Itâs fine, right? Iâm ... Iâm helping someone to bring something to qiqing.â
Even though he said that, he still felt a little guilty.
Just then, han qiqing came over with a drink and saw Yin Shaojie.
âYin Shaojie, what do you want to drink?â She asked.
Yin Shaojie glanced at the pile of things on the coffee table and said in an incredulous tone, â are all the boys in school crazy? â
Han qiqing didnât know what to say.
If he wasnât Yin Shaojie, she would have thrown everything in her hands at him.
Yin Shaojie took mu Xiaoxiaoâs hand and said, â letâs go to class. &Quot;
âAh?â Before mu Xiaoxiao could react, he had already pulled her away.
&Quot; Xiaoxiao ... Xiaoxiao ... &Quot; han qiqing called out from behind. She could only pull a long face helplessly.
Song Shijun stood up and said, â then Iâll go to class too ... &Quot;
âStop right there!â Han qiqing shouted.
Song Shijun stopped in his tracks.
Han qiqing glanced at him and pointed at him with the drink in her hand. &Quot; Xiaoxiao isnât here. You stay here with me. &Quot;
Song Shijun said, â please, miss han. I have to go to class. &Quot;
âClass? When did the word âclassâ appear in your dictionary? I donât see you so enthusiastic in class usually. I donât care, youâre not allowed to leave.â Han qiqing didnât want to be alone here.
Song Shijun raised his hands in surrender. &Quot; Alright, alright, Iâll stay. &Quot;
I really owe you.
Han qiqing handed him the drink and said, â oh yeah, Iâm a little hungry. Order something to eat. &Quot;
Song Shijun glanced at the cake on the coffee table and said, â donât you have a cake? Just eat the cake.â
âI donât want to eat cake. I want to eat ... French fries, chicken wings. Hurry up and order.â Han qiqing urged.
Song Shijun was puzzled. &Quot; why am I the one who ordered? If you want to eat it, order it yourself.â
&Quot; because I have to hide. I canât let anyone know that Iâm in the Student Union. &Quot; Han qiqing said cautiously.