Song Yuchen's impression of girls is still on Jiaodidi.

Most of the shooting ranges are boys, and Song Yuchen has few opportunities to come into contact with girls.

And his character ......

It does make it difficult for girls to approach.

After all, Song Yuchen is actually a madman who goes to play Russian turntable when he has money, and desperately accumulates wealth at the shooting range if he has no money.

Song Yuchen dipped his index finger in the blood from Qiao Huan's wound, "If you don't go to the infirmary, you will be really disfigured." ”

Qiao Huan glared at him fiercely, "Go to the infirmary first!" ”

Song Yuchen licked the blood on his fingertips, and his eyes were dyed with bloodthirsty madness, "Sweet." ”

Qiao Huan had already turned around, so he didn't see this scene.

When he arrived at the infirmary, the school doctor uncle gave Qiao Huan a brief treatment, and said, "The wound is not deep, it will not leave a scar, don't wear makeup these days, and don't get the wound wet." ”

"Okay." Qiao Huan sat opposite the school doctor and listened obediently.

She has already asked the system and there will be no scars on her face.

That's why I'm so calm now.

"It's a pity that Young Master Ben can't be responsible for you." Song Yuchen stood beside Qiao Huan, looked down at Qiao Huan, and said, "Compete with me, if you lose, you will be my wife." ”

The school doctor uncle drank wolfberry tea and observed the two as if watching a play.

Isn't this Qiao Fan Yan Qingrang's girlfriend?

Why did you get involved with Song Yuchen again?

Although the name Song Yuchen is peaceful and dusty, it is definitely two extremes of being a person and a name.

Arrogant and domineering, flamboyant and willful, and often fights.

Because Song Yuchen often came to the infirmary to treat his wounds after fights.

Qiao Huan looked at himself in his glasses, and put a white bandage on his face, which looked a little serious.

After listening to Song Yuchen's words, Qiao Huan raised his eyes slightly, "I'm sorry, I don't accept it." ”

"Why not?" Song Yuchen asked, "Is this young master not handsome enough?" If you marry into the Song family, you don't have to worry about the rest of your life and the next life. ”

"I already have a boyfriend," Qiao Huan couldn't bear it, "My boyfriend is Yan Qingrang." ”

At this time, Yan Qingrang just rushed into the infirmary and heard Qiao Huan's words.

"How's it going? Is the injury serious? Yan Qingrang ignored the other two people in the infirmary, and walked straight to Qiao Huan's side, his fingers caressing around the bandage, his eyes full of pity.

"It's nothing, the school doctor said there would be no scars." Qiao Huan didn't want to make a fuss, so he got up and took Yan Qingrang's hand and walked out, saying, "Let's go, we have to compete with Song Weiqiu at night." ”

"Wait." Yan Qingrang dragged Qiao Huan into his arms and looked at Song Yuchen, "Did you hurt Huan Huan?" ”

"The dart just missed." Song Yuchen didn't feel guilty at all, but smiled uninhibitedly and said, "It's not in the forehead, or the place in the heart, why do you care so much?" ”

"Song Yuchen, do you think you're right?" Yan Qing made his eyes instantly cold.

"Everybody makes mistakes." Song Yuchen looked indifferent, and continued: "By the way, she rejected my challenge just now, if you are a man, take my challenge!" ”

"Challenge?" Yan Qingrang glanced at the person in his arms.

"Just bet on her, if I win, she's my wife." Song Yuchen's eyes gradually went crazy, "If I lose, then I'll let you deal with it!" Hundreds of millions of debts, or be your little brother, as long as I can do it. ”

"Absolutely not, I'm not going to bet on fantasy." Yan Qingrang let go of Qiao Huan, and suddenly punched Song Yuchen in the face.

Song Yuchen couldn't take precautions, and his eyes were bruised.

"I'll let you go this time, and stay away from my girlfriend in the future!" Yan Qing let Qiao Huan leave.

Qiao Fan trotted and said, "Wait, slow down, I can't keep up." ”

Yan Qing took a deep breath, slowed down his pace, looked at Qiao Huan's face carefully, and said, "You are the best looking, I will never leave you." ”

Qiao Fan nodded.

"Cancel the match with Song Weiqiu, darts are too unsafe." Yan Qing gave way.

"It's just a minor accident." Qiao Fan said this, and his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Huh? It was Song Weiqiu's WeChat message, saying that he knew that I was injured and that tonight's game was temporarily postponed. Qiao Huan looked at Yan Qingrang, "By the way, how do you know that I was injured?" ”

"There is a friend of mine at the shooting range, and after seeing that you were accidentally injured by Song Yuchen's dart, he told me." Yan Qing said: "Song Yuchen has a problem with his brain, don't deal with him in the future." ”

"Okay~" Qiao Huan bent his eyes and smiled, his eyes seemed to be full of stars in an instant, "Didn't you bring milk tea today?" ”

"Buy it now." Yan Qing let hold Qiao Huan's hand.

The intimate relationship between the two, I don't know when, was settled.

Qiao Huan returned to the bedroom and saw Cheng Yan writing something in front of his desk.

Hearing Qiao Huan's movements, Cheng Yan nervously closed the book.

There are two tables for two people, and the two of them originally had one table for each other.

Qiao Fan looked at Cheng Yan's neat table and didn't say anything.

Cheng Yan hugged the notebook and bowed her head back to her desk.

However, when she got up, she accidentally brought down the lipstick on Qiao Huan's table.

"I'm sorry." Cheng Yan picked up the lipstick, as if she had done something wrong.

Qiao Huan was puzzled: "What are you doing?" ”

"I, I, I, it's fine." Cheng Yan sat at the table, panicked and found a Rubik's cube and began to relieve her emotions.

Qiao Fan glanced at her table and found that her skin care products and makeup had been slightly moved.

But Cheng Yan didn't wear makeup?

What's in it? Want to disfigure her?

Qiao Huan guessed Cheng Yan with the greatest malice.

Not.

"Are you, moving my things?" Qiao Huan turned away from his newly bought lipstick.

It's the mermaid color she likes these days.

Deathly silence.

Just as Joe fantasized about saying something to ease the atmosphere, there was a slight sobbing sound.

"You, don't cry!" Qiao Fan was dazed, "What's wrong?" ”

Cheng Yan turned the chair, faced Qiao Huan, and raised her eyes.

"White Dream is so beautiful." Cheng Yan said with low self-esteem but firmly: "I, I also want to be good-looking."

But I didn't understand anything, so I wrote down the names of your cosmetics and wanted to buy them back and use them. ”

Qiao Huan was helpless, "That's it?" ”

Cheng Yan bit her lip and nodded.

"Yeon-ho is actually very good-looking." Qiao Fan stretched out his hand and took off Cheng Yan's glasses, and praised: "Your eyes are as clear as spring water, sincere and moving." ”

Cheng Yan dodged her gaze embarrassedly, "You, what's wrong with your face?" ”

"I was accidentally scratched by a retarded person, it's fine." Qiao Huan smiled and said, "If you want to learn makeup, I'll teach you." ”

"You, aren't you going to compete with Song Weiqiu at night?" Cheng Yan asked.

"It's postponed." Qiao Fan pinched Cheng Yan's face, "It will definitely make President Wen unable to take his eyes off!" ”

Although I don't know what kind of girls that suave man likes.

Hmm, that's a lady?