"Who else but me?"

Song Yao reacted surprisingly quickly.

Chen Yue didn't think of anyone, but as soon as Song Yao asked, Du Jingchen's face naturally appeared in his mind.

Grass.

"No, just say it casually." Chen Yue said, raised her head and kissed Song Yao on the side of her face.

"Be a thief with a weak heart." Song Yao's four words debunked her.

Chen Yue ignored the sour taste in his words, kissed him again, and then kicked off the quilt and shouted, "Get up, stinky Sb!" ”

Then as soon as she sat up straight, she was dragged back by Song Yao, and he deliberately whispered in her ear: "Don't scream, the impact is not good." ”

"Who did I influence?!" Chen Yue frowned and struggled.

"It's affecting my mood." Song Yao suddenly said sickly.

Chen Yue was stunned when she heard this, didn't struggle anymore, and muttered, "I haven't done these things that affect your mood before." ”

"That's different." Song Yao said in a low voice, a little pitiful.

That's different, at that time I wasn't sure you were my person, and I still suffered any grievances. Now, you are my person, I can't stand any grievances.

I want to protect you and be loved by you.

"It's too crooked." Chen Yuezui said stiffly.

"Hmm..."Song Yao's nose touched her shoulder, wagging his tail and saying humbly, "I will try to change it in the future, I will try not to be so crooked." ”

Chen Yue suddenly understood that Song Yao was that little friend. A child who wants to be cared for by her and wants to work hard to take care of her.

"You don't have to change that, be my little friend." Chen Yue pursed her lips deeply and smiled softly.

Song Yao had a feeling that she had been seen through, hugged her tighter in a muffled voice, and muttered in a low voice: "Then I am also your husband." ”

Chen Yue couldn't cry or laugh, and at the same time mourned silently in her heart, she patted his arm helplessly, coaxing like an old mother: "Husband, we still have a long time." ”

Literally: Hurry up and let go.

Song Yao let go of his hand unhappily, and after she got out of bed, he also got dressed and got out of bed.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Song Yao and Chen Yue held a big black umbrella and walked into Shenglan Middle School in the rain.

Now, Shenglan School is basically empty, except for the quasi-senior high school experimental class and a few key classes are still making up classes, and only the doorman is still there.

The teachers of this year's quasi-senior high school experimental class have not changed from Chen Yue's class.

Taking advantage of the class time, Chen Yue stood in front of the door of the office on the fourth floor with a little weakness, while Song Yao deliberately left her and stood on the balcony at the head of the office and waited, and from time to time she cast encouraging glances at her.

Chen Yue is afraid of teachers, just as Song Yao is afraid of doctors, because of some unfriendly past.

"Chen Yue?"

Shen Xingqiao suddenly walked out of the classroom of the third class, looked at the sneaky figure at the door of the office, and called out uncertainly.

"Huh?!" Chen Yue was so frightened that she withdrew her hands that wanted to push open the door, stood up straight, faced Shen Xingqiao, bowed hurriedly, and said politely: "Hello Teacher Shen!" ”

Seeing this, Song Yao hurriedly turned his face away in disgust, and at the same time coughed lightly twice promptingly, "Ahem." ”

The meaning of these two sounds is probably this: don't be so cowardly, shame.

And Shen Xingqiao is still the same, he always comes out to smoke a cigarette in class, and this time he plans to come out to smoke.

This habit seems to have started since Li Yaoyao chose liberal arts.

When Shen Xingqiao walked towards her, he naturally noticed Song Yao standing in the corner of the balcony, but he didn't care.

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