Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at Song Qiaoyan with a deeply inquiring gaze, "How do you know that he is home?" ”

Song Qiaoyan: "Because, I just know, he told me!" ”

"Oh?" Song Chinese New Year's Eve rubbed his fingers: "He and you are still in constant contact." ”

You and my "boyfriend" are in constant contact, huh?

Why does it sound like such a?

Song Qiaoyan's face changed slightly.

Meng Qiuyan watched the show, "Qiao Yan knows her boyfriend on Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Song Qiaoyan was a little impatient, "They are all from the same school, so it's normal to know each other." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "Yes, it's still a childhood sweetheart." ”

"Jealous on Chinese New Year's Eve?" Meng Qiuyan asked.

Eat a yarn.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve shrugged: "No, if they were just like this, I would be vinegared, I would have tasted sour by now." ”

Song Qiaoyan's face was ugly again, Song Chinese New Year's Eve really set her up all the time!

And Meng Qiuyan didn't pay much attention to Song Qiaoyan, he just felt that this girl was really interesting.

I fiddled with the car keys in my hand and turned my mind.

Meng Qiuyan thought, it's not a big deal to grab a girlfriend.

"Chinese New Year's Eve."

"Huh?"

"Hasn't that companion of yours come out yet?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "Oh... Well, her boyfriend is coming to pick her up, and she just saw the news. ”

"Then you're alone, in that case, don't refuse me to send you back."

"That Song Qiao—"

"I don't need you to care!" Song Qiaoyan said coldly.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve sneered: "Well, do you want Xu Baiqing to care?" ”

Song Qiaoyan was caught off guard, she didn't expect her to suddenly say it.

Meng Qiuyan frowned, Xu Baiqing?

Song Chinese New Year's Eve boyfriend is Xu Baiqing?

It's not a good sight!

He complained in his heart.

"Song Chinese New Year's Eve——"

"I'm here, don't scream so loudly, I'm just telling you that he's mine, did I say it? He proposed to me—though I refused. ”

Really, I proposed.

She also refused!

Song Qiaoyan's heart suddenly soured.

However, she soon sneered, put up her daughter's shelf, and looked at her disdainfully: "Really? I'm waiting to see if he will marry you, you don't even have the qualifications to be used by him. ”

"You people in the upper world only think about this, it's not saved."

Meng Qiuyan suddenly raised his hand beside him: "Chinese New Year's Eve, no, oh, I'm looking at people." ”

Song Qiaoyan: "......"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "......"

I'm sorry to ignore you all of a sudden.

After a moment of silence, Song Chinese New Year's Eve burst into laughter, and no one knew what she was laughing at.

I heard her say in a very relaxed voice, "It's getting late, I'm going home." ”

Meng Qiuyan: "I-"

"No, I'm not going back to school."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve raised his hand dashingly, turned around and walked in another direction.

Song Qiaoyan was annoyed, because of Song Chinese New Year's Eve's last contemptuous eyes, her limbs were cold for a while, remembering that Xu Baiqing said that "will be responsible" can make her feel a little more at ease, but I don't know why, the huge panic also hovered above her head and never waved.

Regret it?

No, can't regret it.

It's impossible to regret it.

It doesn't exist anymore.

"Song Chinese New Year's Eve, he is mine!"

Song Qiaoyan gritted his teeth, looked at Song Chinese New Year's Eve's figure, and told himself in a low voice.

Meng Qiuyan, who watched a good show in vain, did not leave a gentlemanly demeanor, and left in the car when Song Qiaoyan was in a daze.