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Shen Jiu tilted his head to look at him for a moment, then squatted down, pulled him over, then lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the cheek, and then hugged him again: "Is it okay?" ”

Song Qingan thought about it, shook his head and said, "No." ”

Shen Jiu kissed his other cheek again, and chuckled, "Is it okay now?" ”

Song Qingan's face turned red, he twisted his head to the side, and muttered, "I will reluctantly forgive you." ”

The extracurricular life of junior high school is not rich, and after the New Year's Day performance, there are no other activities, and the end of the semester is approaching, the atmosphere is tense all of a sudden, and everyone is busy studying.

This study is learned until the end of the final exam.

The topic of junior high school is really not difficult for Shen Jiu, and the only one who can compete with her for the first place in the entire grade is Song Qingan.

Mrs. Song was very satisfied with their results and said that she would take them on a trip after the year, but before they could leave, the school handed over a notice of make-up classes for the early start of the school.

The scheduled tour was all of a sudden, and Song Qingan was a little unhappy.

Song Qing'an's emotions are generally hidden deeply. His eyes are dark, and his expression is always cold, making it difficult to see his mood.

However, sometimes he would show his emotions very obviously, and when he was unhappy, he pursed his lips and followed behind Shen Jiu without a single step, almost writing the words "You come and coax me" on his face.

After Shen Jiu was followed like this for a long time, he turned his head helplessly: "Xiao An." ”

Song Qing'an ran in front of her with a da.

Shen Jiu raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Because he couldn't travel, isn't Xiao An happy?" ”

She reasoned with him: "The sudden opening of the school is a requirement of the school, and neither your mother nor I expected it, and it was forced not to travel, not intentionally." ”

Song Qingan didn't listen.

He hung his long eyelashes, pursed his lips, and bit his teeth on the flaps, biting his lips pale.

Shen Jiu sighed.

She raised her hand, and her fingertips gently brushed Song Qingan's lips, forcing him to let go of his lips: "Wait until you bite it, you have to come to me to give you medicine." ”

Song Qing'an had a temper before, and she bit her lip like this, although her temper was coaxed by her, but her lip flap was bitten.

In fact, this is not a serious injury, ignore it, and it will be fine for half a day at most. But Song Qingan was not happy, he ran to the private doctor to get the medicine, and ran to find her.

Obviously, he bit his lip by himself, but he had to say that it was because she was angry with him that he bit his lip, so the culprit was still her, and she had to drug him.

She has always had no way to deal with him, although he is messing around, but in the end he has achieved his goal.

He lay on Shen Jiu's shoulder, tilting his head slightly, revealing a flawless and delicate side face. Because the lip flap was bitten and stained with blood, it looked extraordinarily gorgeous.

This man's beauty runs from childhood to adulthood.

The medicine was on a cotton swab, she had no experience, and she was afraid that Song Qingan would hurt, so she used very little force.

As a result, halfway through the medicine, Song Qingan still grabbed the medicine bottle, pursed his lips, and ran away without saying anything.

Probably reminded of the memory, Song Qingan's eyelashes twitched slightly.

His teeth were loose, but the tips of his ears were suddenly a little red.

Shen Jiu withdrew his hand and gently poked his cheek with his fingertips: "Don't be angry, huh?" ”

Song Qingan didn't speak, just raised his head and pressed his cheek to Shen Jiu's palm.