Chapter 315, My Bamboo Horse He Autated (18)
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Since discovering that Song Qing'an was willing to speak, Shen Jiu's daily life has become to tease Song Qing'an to speak.
It's just that although Song Qing'an finally opened his mouth, he still didn't like to speak, and he was still not very willing to get close to Mrs. Song and Mr. Song, only Tianwei was behind Shen Jiu.
Shen Jiu looked at Song Qing'an, who was like a little tail, and turned around to tease him: "Does Xiao An like Ah Jiu?" ”
Song Qing'an looked at her stunned for a moment, as if he was pondering the meaning of her words, and after a while, his cheeks slowly flew into a blush, and then he stepped forward, grabbed Shen Jiu's sleeve, and nodded heavily.
Xiao Anchao likes Ah Jiu's!
Shen Jiu glanced at his hand holding his sleeve, tilted his head, and teased him: "But Ah Jiu likes good-looking, gentle, coaxing, and very good boys." ”
Song Qingan was stunned for a moment, he stood in place and didn't move, and his hand was released all of a sudden. He seemed to be a little flustered, pursed his lips and looked at Shen Jiu, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and quickly drooped, as if he was about to cry.
Shen Jiu looked at him quietly for a moment, and frowned slightly, as if he was a little distressed: "But Ah Jiu also likes Xiao An, what should I do?" ”
Song Qing'an suddenly raised his head, his eyes lit up all of a sudden, he rushed over and hugged Shen Jiu's arm, looked up at her, and slowly seemed to be considering: "I, Ah Jiu." ”
He pursed his lips, as if trying to say something, and finally hung his head in some frustration.
Then he was silent for a moment, and suddenly grabbed Shen Jiu's hand, stood on tiptoe, raised his head and kissed Shen Jiu's face quickly.
He blinked slightly, and said slowly, "I, good-looking." ”
He looked at Shen Jiu blankly: "Coax." He leaned over and kissed Shen Jiu again, thought about it again, and then nodded: "Gentle." ”
Shen Jiu couldn't help laughing, then squatted down and kissed Song Qing'an's cheek: "Yes, our Xiao An is good-looking, gentle and coaxing." ”
Song Qing'an's eyes seemed to have light in them, he hugged Shen Jiu happily, and suddenly remembered something, frowned, and looked at Shen Jiu: "Excellent." ”
Shen Jiu shook his head: "No, Xiao An is not good enough." ”
Song Qing looked at her quietly for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then said very firmly: "Yes." ”
It will be excellent.
Shen Jiu tilted his head to look at him with a hint of distress: "But Xiao An doesn't want to talk to others." ”
She redefined the meaning of excellence without any heart: "Excellent boy...... You have to study well, do sports, have good relationships, and everyone likes it. ”
Song Qing'an, who didn't know that he had been fooled, was still thinking about the meaning of Shen Jiu's words with a serious face, and then he was a little embarrassed, but he still struggled to overcome it quickly, nodded heavily, and then he took Shen Jiu's hand, lowered his head and bit it slightly.
It wasn't very painful, only a slight itch, but Shen Jiu didn't understand the meaning of his actions and looked down at him.
Song Qingan quickly raised his head and bent his eyebrows slightly at her, revealing a small dimple looming on his lips.
It was the first time Shen Jiu had seen Song Qing'an smile, she squatted down to poke the place where his dimple had just appeared, and asked Song Qing'an with great interest: "Xiao An, laugh again, okay?" ”
Song Qingan tilted his head to look at her for a moment, and then tilted his face.
Shen Jiu leaned over and kissed him.
Song Qingan obediently showed a quiet smile.
Then he took Shen Jiu's hand and shook it gently.