370 Paradox in Love
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The earthquake inside the Wen family, the vigilance and search of the City of Colors, and another round of reconnaissance of the starry sky started by various forces on the main plane of mankind...... These have nothing to do with Mu Qian.
-- what he thinks he is.
When you wake up early in the morning, it's time to have breakfast or breakfast, it's time to go to school or school.
Before going to wash, Mu Qian knocked on Song Shijing's door, and when he returned to his room after washing, Song Shijing yawned and just came out of the room.
Her clothes were baggy, as if she wasn't wearing underwear......
"Good morning......" Xiao Song smacked his lips and squinted at Mu Qian and smiled, feeling a little sluggish that he hadn't woken up yet.
"Okay, let's go wash up and eat, you're going to school today?"
Xiao Song nodded decisively without thinking about it: "Of course I want to go!" The teacher's lectures here are much better than the teacher's lectures in your hometown, and I also took the opportunity to fill in my rich connotation with scientific knowledge." ”
Mu Qian: "...... Come on. ”
It was obviously a word of encouragement, but somehow, Song Shijing heard a faint taste of mockery.
Yawned, Song Shijing walked to the bathroom, Zhen's father was already busy in the kitchen, and today's breakfast was more sumptuous than the dinner when Song Shijing was not here......
Probably this is the influence of Song Ma.
Song Shijing spread some butter on the sliced bread, and after spreading it evenly, she handed it to Mu Qian like a treasure.
Mu Qian hesitated but took it, although he always felt that he was like this, a bit of a prestige, Zhen Dad brought tea and water, and Xiao Song's little maid served delicious food.
Take a bite of bread and the butter tastes a little sweet......
"Ahem," Dad Zhen prepared the wording, and then said out of nowhere, "Your mother and Xiaoling said that they would come over this weekend." ”
Mu Qian: "Poof!"
The butter went out a little.
Xiao Song cheered, and suddenly became energetic: "Is Xiao Ling coming? Really? Oh my God, I can pinch Xiao Ling's face again!"
Father Zhen nodded with a smile, and then said, "They already know about Xiao Song's borrowing here, don't worry." After speaking, he cast a slightly sympathetic look at Mu Qian.
The Demon King clearly sensed that something was not quite right.
It doesn't really have to happen, as long as he makes up for Xiao Ling's crying nose in front of him, he seems to be a little overwhelmed.
Mu Qian was a little cranky in his heart, and asked casually: "Is there enough place to live, if not, I will let Sister Lin take the key back, and I can live at the door." ”
Now Zheng Lin is his demon servant, not to mention Zheng Lin's house.
"Just let Xiao Song and Xiao Ling squeeze in, they only have to catch the train back on Sunday afternoon. Dad Zhen smiled and sighed, "Sure enough, I still think that my wife and daughter will come over together, and that is a complete home." ”
Mu Qian also smiled and nodded.
It was Song Shijing, who smiled a little reluctantly, and there was still some yearning in her eyes.
She was a single parent, and her mother never said who her father was...... And being raised by a mother who may be a little lacking in emotional intelligence, how much suffering Xiao Song has suffered over the years is completely incalculable.
However, Song Shijing took everyone for granted as a good person's character, and there was a reasonable explanation.
It's all honed the day after tomorrow!
Mom and Xiaoling are coming over......
Mu Qian had been thinking about this all morning, he wasn't worried about Xiao Ling's reproach, but he was a little afraid of Xiao Ling's faint little eyes.
But my sister is a creature, so it's good to coax more, and you don't have to worry too much.
In the class, only Wen Yu was absent today, and there was a major change in the Wen family, she must be busy for a while.
Song Shijing was still concerned by her classmates, and in the morning, through Chen Xin's introduction, Song Shijing also met two or three girl friends.
And although the boys really want to exchange contact information, pick up and hook up with Song Shijing...... But Song Shijing has been using a calm smile and an affectionate gaze at Mu Qian next door to remind these boys that she has a master.
What makes the boys feel angry is Mu Qian's attitude of not knowing the blessing in the midst of happiness!
What the hell is this?
When Mu Qian's classmates wanted to sleep, Xiao Song handed them a pillow; when Mu Qian's classmates wanted to drink water, Xiao Song unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle next to him......
This kind of situation where girls are on call around the clock and are always careful to anger boys is simply an unequal relationship in love!
At ten o'clock at noon, a group of boys and girls in Mu Qian's class didn't go to dinner, and when Song Shijing left after Mu Qian, they got together and started muttering.
"What the hell is going on?Why do you feel like Mu Qian is being chased, obviously Song is so beautiful......
"That's right, especially those legs, our teachers are peeking at them in class!"
"Ahem, don't talk nonsense about this...... a boy made a bold assumption, "I think, is there something in the hands of classmate Song in the hands of classmate Mu Qian?"
A few girls instantly opened their minds.
"Child bride?"
"Financial disputes?"
"Maid?"
"No, no!" There was a weak protest from the side, and when seven or eight boys and girls turned their heads to look at it at the same time, Chen Xin's two little hands were a little nowhere to put them.
But Chen Xin still stood up and proved to her new friend: "Song She just likes Zhen Muqian's classmates very much, and she chased Zhen Muqian's classmates to transfer schools...... She told me that there are also a few very good girls chasing Zhen Muqian, and she has made a major breakthrough this time. Well, that's it!"
The boys and girls looked at each other......
Excellent girl?
Song Shijing's beauty and simplicity should be regarded as one of them, so since she can put pressure on Song Shijing, what kind of excellent girl should she be?
A boy touched his chin and pondered.
"Hey, you say, does it have something to do with Zhen's ability to play games? Isn't it very profitable to be a professional gamer these days?"
A girl said weakly, "But I read a book that says that love and play cannot coexist between boys and girls." ”
Another boy lifted his glasses: "What is it that a girl who likes to play games and a boy who likes to play games fall in love?"
"The paradox in the truth of love. ”
The topic gradually drifted away, and the boys and girls began to laugh at each other.
Chen Xin listened to it from the side, as if she was outside this small group, she didn't take the initiative to join the topic, and it was a little difficult to always wait for the topic to come to the door.
At noon, the campus is as lively and quiet as ever.
In the grove, two people who had lunch sat under the tree, sometimes chatting, sometimes quietly together, or staring at the cloudy sky for a while.
"Xiaoqian, can we keep doing this?"
"Guess. ”
"Guess...... If you can't guess, who knows what tomorrow will bring. Song Shijing sighed softly, "Anyway, if you don't dislike me, I'll follow you next to me." ”
Mu Qian smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Song Shijing's face, Song Shijing's face was red, and she was about to lie on his shoulder.
"By the way, you went to Ren Ying after school and asked her to investigate something. ”
Song Shijing paused, her mouth pursed, "Although she is indeed very pitiful now, don't you mention it at this time...... I'll help you!"
"Go and find out who else was on the plane when her parents crashed that year, and then give this information to people who are interested in Ren Xingguo's organization. ”
Mu Qian's words were a bit twisted, and Song Shijing understood for a long time before reacting.
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