Chapter 697: A Prince Chased Her (3)

Mu Xiaoxiao stared at Su Lin a little suspiciously, always feeling that there seemed to be some conspiracy in her smile.

Pal?

Who's good friends with you!

Mu Xiaoxiao's expression remained unchanged, and she asked with a bright smile, "Then who do you want to share a room with?" ”

Su Lin smiled back, "Xiaoxiao, why don't we stay in the same room?" I had a little misunderstanding with you, just so we had a chance to get along, get to know each other, and talk about those misunderstandings. ”

Mu Xiaoxiao was about to say no, let her sleep with Su Lin, then she wouldn't want to sleep peacefully at night.

But before she could speak, she was grabbed by Yin Shaoji's arm.

She asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Yin Shaoyu looked into her eyes and said, "It's sunny here, let's go to the villa." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao saw that there was some hint in his eyes, so he stopped talking.

Oh, how did she forget?

They have to camp outside for a few nights, and they don't sleep in the room anyway, no matter who she wants to share a room with!

"Let's go, let's go." Mu Xiaoxiao beckoned to everyone, and the group got on the battery car.

Su Lin naturally wanted to keep up, but the battery car only had six seats and was already full.

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "I'm sorry, you'd better take another car." ”

Su Lin pursed her lips, "What does it matter, you guys drive slowly, I don't know the way." ”

So, she didn't say anything more and got into the battery car behind her.

The maid behind her, with great difficulty, carried the large suitcase up and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The other classmates watched them go, and they couldn't help but whisper.

The crowd dispersed, leaving An Zhixin's figure, looking at the distant battery car with envy and jealousy.

Along.

The six people in front of them were talking and laughing, laughing and laughing, and occasionally the sound of singing came.

Originally, it was Han Qiqing's whim, but she couldn't sing well, and Song Shijun complained about it, so she pulled Mu Xiaoxiao to rescue, and Mu Xiaoxiao urinated and pulled Mo Xiaomeng.

"Xiaomeng's singing is good, let Xiaomeng sing!"

One sentence made Mo Xiaomeng shy and at a loss, shaking her hand and saying, "Don't, I can't sing." ”

"Who says you can't sing? Xiaomeng, sing to Qiqing, let her know what is called singing, and hers is called a ghost crying wolf! Even Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ridicule Han Qiqing's incomplete five tones.

Han Qiqing shouted, "Hey! Xiaoxiao, you and I are in the same group! How can you be on Song Sejun's side? ”

However, she and Song Shijun sat in the last row, Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaoyu sat in the first row, and Mo Xiaomeng and Ye Sijue were separated between the two rows, so even if Han Qiqing wanted to beat Mu Xiaoxiao, he didn't have such a long hand.

It's really a short time to use!

Mo Xiaomeng watched the interaction between them and smiled happily.

Ye Sijue beside her stared at her deeply, his big hand suddenly covered her soft little hand, his handsome face came to her ear, and he said in an evil voice, "Can you sing it to me?" I haven't heard you sing. ”

Mo Xiaomeng's ears were red from his warm breath, and he dodged shyly, "No, don't sing, it's so strange to sing it outside." ”

There were other battery cars passing by, and there were other people there, and she was embarrassed to sing.

Ye Sijue hooked his lower lip, his voice a little lower, but it looked even sexier.

"Then wait for the evening, sing it to me alone."

He prefers the idea.