At the beginning of Song Chu, his face was covered by his hair, and he couldn't see it clearly. It's just that the voice, dry and tight, doesn't feel big at all. She's going to die. When you can still hold on, you must do enough to look light, ignorant and fearless. When you can't hold on, you can talk about it, and leave directly after a big deal, and bless Song Yanheng and his new peach blossom in a chic way.

The next day, Song Yanheng's new peach blossoms were shining. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he was in a clear mood in the morning light and began to make jujube paste yam cake. The little white pastries are bathed in the sun, edified by the light piano music, happy and elegant. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, who was ready to eat these small pastries, he was happier and more elegant.

Then, the happiest and most elegant voice stepped on the little things under these two feet. Sheng Qing's voice was like flowing water, and the piano music was covered by her.

"At the beginning of the year, hello, I'm Sheng Qing, we met yesterday afternoon."

Sheng Qing had just arrived in City C, and he didn't know many people, and he didn't know him very well. So she wants to hold a tea party and invite people in the circle to get together, so that she can integrate into the circle of City C as soon as possible. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Song Yanheng's sister, the first person Sheng Qing wanted to invite was her.

"I've already sent the invitation to your school, I hope it's easy for you to get it."

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he didn't want to get up to his rival, Tang Yici's incident was enough once. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, while making glutinous rice dumplings, he slowly refused to Sheng Qing under the pretext of lack of time.

After hearing this, Sheng Qing said: "Then why do you have time sometimes, it is also convenient for me to move the time." ”

Song Chuchu was pinching the ball, looking for an excuse, when Sheng Qing's gentle voice came again: "I know you're usually quite busy, but I really want to make friends with you." You are Yan Heng's sister, I am not afraid that you will laugh at me, since I met Yan Heng in England last year, I have never forgotten him. Now that I have the opportunity to get to know him, I have to seize the opportunity to say anything. Can you help me at the beginning of the year? ”

This is a little more intriguing. Song Chuchu carefully stacked the pastries one by one, got up and prepared to go to the kitchen to steam the cakes. The phone is amplified and placed on the carpet.

"Song Yanheng and I have only known each other for seven or eight years, and we haven't reached the point where we can order him to like someone. Song Yanheng is a person who has too many principles, and it is not easy to be swayed by them. I'm sorry, but I can't help you, and I've never liked to point fingers at other people's feelings. If Song Yanheng likes you, when you really become my sister-in-law, I bless you, but if he doesn't like it, no matter how much you do, it's useless, isn't it? ”

Sheng Qing is not docile at all. Fortunately, Song Chu was not stupid and was not confused by these messy relationships. In the world, when anyone asks for help, they open their mouths to say, "I want to ・・・・・・, can you help me", so you have to say a few words of greeting first.

Sheng Qing just told Song Chu: I like Song Yanheng, the soft and weak appearance of the little white rabbit, as soon as I say this, if Song Chu is so stupid, he will either feel guilty and uncomfortable, or he will passively help her. Play with a good hand of green tea signs.

Song Chu didn't know how to play cards, too stupid for fear of losing, so when he saw the card field, he took a detour directly, saving a lot of trouble.

Sheng Qingla: "I'm sorry at the beginning of the year, I don't know how to speak. I was just afraid that you wouldn't come, so I made such an excuse. I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with your brother, why don't you also invite Yanheng by the way? ”

Sheng Qing's smile was soft, Song Chu was still waiting for the steamed cake, and blocked it back with the excuse of no time: "I really don't have time, really, let's talk about it later." ”

Song Chu, a cooking enthusiast, carried the steamed jujube paste and yam cake, ready to take the school to the Sangyu and them to taste. When I changed my shoes, Sheng Qing's words sounded again: "I also invited Yan Heng by the way, okay?" ”

Sheng Qing's title is a bit piercing. Song Chu has known Song Yanheng for seven or eight years, and he still calls him by name and surname. Song Chu thought about it, after the two of them were together, they didn't change much. Song Yanheng is still busy with work every day, and she works everywhere, so she can have a meal together every night. I only go out shopping a handful of times.

Song Chuchu remembered that yesterday afternoon, Song Yanheng and Sheng Qing stood in front of the shelves to discuss the goods, and his heart was a little depressed.

When I arrived at school, I sat in a row with Sang Yu and Yan Qian and ate pastries. Song Chu told them about this unhappy thing.

Sang Yu was angry, and the pastry pushed: "This is the junior who wants to turn positive in front of the real brand!" I still want to ask Song Yanheng to attend the party, why don't you go to heaven! At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, you quickly tell Song Yanheng, and now tell him if he ・・・・・・"

Song Chu was listening attentively, but when he looked up, he saw a shadow from far and near, and he was surprised and hurriedly said to Sang Yu: "Don't say it." ”

"What's wrong?" Sang Yu was surprised, and when he looked up, he was surprised, "Samuel?!" ”

Sheng Yuan had already come to the front of Song Chu. The three of them were sitting on a bench by the school's small lake. Where did Sheng Yuan stop, looking down at the three of them, his aura was strong.

Yan Qian stood up excitedly and held the camera: "That, that, can I talk to you and Zhang Ying?" I'm a die-hard fan of yours, and I'm super obsessed with Prince Suno! ”

Song Chu didn't know why, Sang Yu acted as a commentator: "Recently, we went over the wall to watch an American drama, Samuel played a dead prince in it. Although he died in the first season, he has a handsome personality and a large number of die-hard fans, and his popularity is super high! ”

Samuel doesn't need to ask, it's Sheng Yuan. Sheng Yuan's Zhengtai face was expressionless, and people couldn't help but stand in front of him with a mirror: "Dear, you are Zhengtai face, not poker face, dear, blinking your eyes and selling a cute eye is what you should do~"

"Yolanda, do you want it?" Sheng Yuan looked at Song Chu, a smile appeared on his poker face, and he instantly became cute.

Yan Qian held up the camera, puzzled. Song Chu held the pastry at the beginning of the year, puzzled. Sang Yu, puzzled. But Sangyu's explanation is in place: "Yolanda is the elf that Prince Suno likes. ”

So, Yan Qian understood, Sang Yu understood, and Song Chu also understood. Yan Qian winked and smiled at Song Chu. Samuel called the beginning of the Song Dynasty Yolandaye.

"At the beginning of the year, you helped me intercede, I like Prince Suno very much."

"Refuse."

Yan Qian wilted, expressing her unhappiness. Sheng Yuan thought about it, and didn't look at the beginning of the Song Dynasty anymore, but instead marched into his die-hard fans: "We invite you to eat." ”

Yan Qian is not stupid: "The premise is, do you want to go at the beginning of the year?" ”

"She, we don't sell Malatang there, so she doesn't want to go. I don't force her. ”

Song Chu was so blocked that she couldn't say a word, she was an adolescent girl, she had to be taboo, she really didn't sneak out to order a spicy hot food every time she attended a party.