Yuan Xiangzhu's slap was very heavy, and he almost used up all his strength. Song Shaorong, who was caught off guard, was stunned by her slap, looked at her in a daze and annoyance, and saw Yuan Xiangzhu's big eyes full of tears, and if he shook it slightly, it would roll down. In just a few seconds, Song Shaorong realized that his reckless impulsiveness had angered Yuan Xiangzhu, and his brain immediately worked to find a way to clean up and remedy the mess in front of him.

However, before his method was ripe, Yuan Xiangzhu turned around and ran away.

Song Shaorong touched the hot left side of his face, looked at Yuan Xiangzhu's stumbling back in the night, and sighed in his heart: It's over, it's over.

The love strategy that was carefully managed was broken by himself and defeated in his own hands. Yuan Xiangzhu will definitely not forgive him, maybe-maybe he will run to Yuan Yazhu to cry.

Thinking of this, Song Shaorong was shocked into a cold sweat. If this is the case, according to Yuan Yazhu's character, he will have to roll up and leave tomorrow. What to do? What to do? Be sure to stop her!

Song Shaorong, who was in a hurry, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yuan Xiangzhu as quickly as possible: Xiangzhu, I love you! If this love is guilty, then you will sentence me! But no punishment can stop my love for you! Unless you make me stop breathing!

In fact, Song Shaorong is shrewd and calculated, so much so that this time he was frightened by his own cautious sensitivity.

After Yuan Xiangzhu ran out of the small garden, he went straight back to his room, and didn't look for Yuan Yazhu at all. She has always been self-esteem and pride, even in front of her relatives, this self-esteem and pride are always upheld, and cannot be put down at will. So how could she go to see Yuan Yazhu in such a wolf appearance, and how could she tell her about Song Shaorong's rude behavior?

Yuan Xiangzhu, who returned to the room, seemed to be chased and killed by someone behind, slammed the door shut, and then leaned against the back of the door, panting for breath and tears.

Song Shaorong's rudeness and savagery just now made her feel ashamed, humiliated, and angry in an instant, so she slapped him hard, but after suffering that slap, Song Shaorong had no anger in his eyes, only surprised and puzzled, and even a little aggrieved.

Yuan Xiangzhu couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know what Song Shaorong's behavior was? Is it love or venting or aggression and playing? Just when she couldn't judge and was at a loss, Song Shaorong's text message gave her the answer, and a tear-stained face bloomed with a smile of relief, as delicate and lovely as a pear blossom in the rain. Such a pure and honest girl, once it was determined that Song Shaorong was so out of control because of love, she felt ridiculous for the shame she had just born, and even felt how hypocritical she was.

Now she sits on the edge of the bed, looking at the messages on her phone stupidly, and her heart is filled with a sense of happiness that she has never felt before. Although she has been wearing beautiful clothes and eating stars since she was born, she has reached the age of the beginning of love, and has a ready-made boyfriend, she is so handsome, kind and upright, she is the prince charming in every girl's heart, I don't know how many girls are envious and jealous. But she has never experienced the taste of love, and she has also longed for romantic and warm love like many young girls in the flower season, like a princess in a fairy tale, looking forward to her Prince Charming falling from the sky, leading her into the sacred and wonderful palace of love, and then proposing to her like an English gentleman......

But no, she didn't have a date, no hug, no kiss with Joean. There is no Qiao Yi'an in her flower season, she stays alone in the UK, guarding an illusory and real boyfriend and living a well-behaved life. Because of Qiao Yi'an, there is no other man in her life. After a few years of studying in the UK, she was lonely and lonely, and she began to go in and out of bars, looking for comfort and stimulation in bars, filling the empty emotional world. After returning to China, I thought that my fiancé would love her, spoil her, and compensate her like everyone else, but I heard Qiao Yi'an say that he loved Liu Yunxi, and only regarded her as a sister, and it was impossible to marry her. She has been waiting for him all the time, but he gave her such an answer, how can she accept it when she is proud, and how can she be reluctant with her self-esteem? But my sister finally thought of a way to get them engaged, a couple of engaged men and women, without even kissing, this is a story of ancient times, it actually happened to the post-80s in the 21st century, it is really funny.

met Song Shaorong, Song Shaorong is different from Qiao Yi'an, and different from those boring and vulgar men in British bars, he is handsome, personable and humble, strong and romantic, especially he knows how to pity flowers and cherish jade. His appearance suddenly gave Yuan Xiangzhu a taste of love, and was appreciated by different people, and she finally understood that love was not just a little thing in bed.

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Song Shaorong sent the next step of the message, and returned to the teaching area, and when he saw the lights in the principal's room on, he was shocked, and he was not in the mood to patrol the class, so he couldn't help but move towards the principal's office. But there was only Yuan Yazhu in the principal's room, and there was no Yuan Xiangzhu. Song Shaorong's heart fell from his throat to his stomach, and he didn't bother Yuan Yazhu, quietly retreated from the door, and turned around to inspect the classes.

Song Shaorong still didn't forget to send the message to Yuan Xiangzhu during the inspection, and she didn't respond for a long time, which made his heart that he had just put down lifted, and he didn't have the heart to inspect anymore, so he walked directly to the office.

Just as he walked to the office, he saw Qiao Yi'an coming out of Liu Yunxi's class, wilting his head, not in a very good state. And the atmosphere of the class behind him was very warm, the host was preaching something loudly, and before the words fell, there was a commotion.

After a little groaning, Song Shaorong dialed his phone, "Director Qiao, if you don't accompany your girlfriend on Christmas Eve, what kind of melancholy are you playing?" Come up for tea. ”

Here Qiao Yi'an listened to the phone, subconsciously looked up, and saw Song Shaorong waving at him on the fourth floor, he smiled, raised his hand to respond, hung up the phone, and walked straight to the fourth floor.

Song Shaorong has already put out the tea set, and the electric teapot has been turned on to make tea. Qiao Yi'an picked up the tea leaves on the table, "Or the Longjing I gave you last time?" ”

"yes, that's all there is to it, I'll find you after drinking." Song Shaorong smiled, handed over a cigarette, and retracted it, "Forget, you don't smoke." ”

"What's the Christmas Eve event like? Satisfied? Qiao Yi'an asked.

"What about you? How about you? Song Shaorong stared at him closely, you know, his fiancée was still hugging him in the small garden just now, and she almost ......

Of course, Qiao Yi'an didn't know about this, and was about to reply to him, when he saw that his eyes were a little strange when he looked at him, he asked rhetorically: "Are you concerned, or are you falling into the well?" ”

His question startled Song Shaorong again, could it be that he had already noticed his ambiguity with Yuan Xiangzhu?

Qiao Yi'an had a full view of his reaction, and although he couldn't guess Yin Mao for a while, he also concluded that what he had in his gourd was not a good medicine.