Song Nanqiao stood downstairs in the girls' dormitory, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, standing there, many girls passing by couldn't help but look sideways.

Song Nanqiao's appearance is really high.

Zhihua walked in front, she thought of something and wanted to turn around and talk to Lin Miaomiao, but found that Lin Miaomiao behind her had disappeared.

Zhihua: "??? ”

Co-author Lin Miaomiao has abandoned her.

Zhihua stood at the door of the dormitory, she was a little cramped, a little uneasy.

So is she going down or is she going down now?

"Draw."

Song Nanqiao saw Zhihua, and he smiled.

"Senior Song."

Zhihua greets.

She stood far away, bowing her head slightly.

"I'd like to talk to you."

Song Nanqiao handed the milk tea in his hand to Zhihua, who hesitated for a while, and then reached out to take the milk tea.

Let's talk.

"yes, okay."

Zhihua followed Song Nanqiao.

"How do I feel like you've been hiding from me lately?"

Song Nanqiao turned his head, his eyes were burning and he was staring at Zhihua, his eyes were a little eager.

Zhihua bit his lip gently, "No, Senior Song." ”

She denied it.

It's really faceless, okay.

"Really?"

Song Nanqiao asked again.

Zhihua still shook his head.

"Are you sure?"

Song Nanqiao pressed the painting against the corner, and he stared into her eyes.

Zhihua twisted his gaze away, not daring to look at Song Nanqiao's eyes, a little dodgy.

"Hmm."

Zhihua's voice was particularly soft, and she could hear her own heartbeat.

She bit her lip tightly, panicked and panicked.

"Are you shy?"

Looking at Zhihua's dodgy eyes like a white rabbit, Song Nanqiao suddenly laughed, and he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Zhihua's head.

Zhihua was silent, her back against the wall, and she felt a chill coming from her spine.

Fear, worry.

"Paint, you've been avoiding me lately, can you tell me why you're avoiding me?"

Zhihua's obvious movements, obvious emotions, Song Nanqiao could see clearly, he reached out and lifted Zhihua's chin, forcing her to look at him.

He looked at her and asked in a whisper.

He could feel Zhihua's recent dodge of him, and she was deliberately avoiding him.

He asked Lin Miaomiao, but Lin Miaomiao just said that he should ask Zhihua by himself, and did not tell him why Zhihua was avoiding him.

"No, seniors think too much, I'm just a little busy."

Zhihua pretended to be stupid, she bit her lip gently, and her tone was a little stiff.

"Drawing, you teased me first, and now you want to run away when you're done teasing?"

Song Nanqiao looked at Zhihua, his tone was extremely gentle.

"Huh?"

Zhihua was a little dazed, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of Song Nanqiao's words.

Something weird.

Song Nanqiao suddenly asked rhetorically: "Do you want to be a scumbag?" ”

"I'm not I'm not."

Zhihua subconsciously denied it, and her brain suddenly couldn't react.

But the word scumbag shouldn't have appeared on her in the first place, she didn't have a scumbag, she didn't even talk about love.

She didn't even know what a man's mouth tasted like.

"Then why are you hiding from me, huh?"

Song Nanqiao's eyes hid a little smile.

"I really don't."

Zhihua is still stiff-mouthed.

"Paint, you did everything you could to get close to me, and then I fell in love with you, and you ran away, right?"

"Paint, what do you say you're not a scumbag?"

"Draw, you can say something well, you don't need to hide from me, if you don't like me, just pick it out."

Song Nanqiao sighed slightly, and he said a little helplessly, with loss in his eyes.

Zhihua avoided him, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

But no matter what, he wanted an answer, an answer to why Zhihua was avoiding him.

"Boom", Zhihua felt that her head exploded all of a sudden, and she raised her eyes to look at Song Nanqiao in surprise, her eyes were full of disbelief.

What did Song Nanqiao say just now?

Just now Song Nanqiao said that he likes her?

She probably heard her right, right?

"Senior, you just ...... What did you just say? ”

Zhihua's pupils were wide open, and she kept staring at Song Nanqiao, full of shock.

"I say, I like you, fool."

Song Nanqiao lightly nodded Zhihua's forehead, and his face was full of smiles.

Song Nanqiao said, I like you.

Song Nanqiao said, I like you.

Song Nanqiao said, I like you.

This sentence has been repeated in Zhihua's mind, and she looked at Song Nanqiao in disbelief, for fear that she was hallucinating.

"Among thousands, meet those whom you meet; In the endless wilderness of time, in the tens of thousands of years, there is no earlier or later step, and it just happened to catch up. ”

"Zhihua, I like you, if you can, I want you to be my girlfriend, if not, you can also refuse."

"You nod if you agree, and shake your head if you don't."

Song Nanqiao's gaze at Zhihua was mixed with gentleness and doting.

To like someone is to want that person to be happy, but to bind.

Song Nanqiao is not an unreasonable person, and he will not force him to ask for anything to be painted.

Listening to Song Nanqiao's confession, Zhihua's brain was directly emptied, and she looked at Song Nanqiao in disbelief.

Song Nanqiao confessed to her?

This plot development seems to be a little wrong.

She obviously just finished drinking crazy a few days ago, and it stands to reason that her image should plummet in Song Nanqiao.

"Senior Song, are you serious?"

After being silent for a long time, Zhihua held back such a sentence.

It seems to be serious, but I'm not sure about it.

"Well, seriously, I'm confessing to you seriously."

Song Nanqiao nodded lightly, indicating that he was very serious.

Zhihua looked down at the gravel under her feet, and she bit her lip gently, a little silent.

Song Nanqiao didn't urge Zhihua, but waited quietly.

Time passed minute by minute, Zhihua finally raised her head, she nodded at Song Nanqiao, "Senior, I am very honored to be your girlfriend." ”

Anyway, she just likes Song Nanqiao, since Song Nanqiao has confessed, it is absolutely impossible for her to refuse, and those who refuse are fools.

She's not stupid.

Song Nanqiao smiled, he hugged Zhihua into his arms, and the two of them quietly hugged each other, both with smiles on their faces.

"Senior, I'm surprised you actually like me."

Until now, Zhihua still feels that everything is a little unreal.

Song Nanqiao would like her, she didn't expect it.

"You're good, and you deserve to be liked."

Song Nanqiao slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

Zhihua looked at Song Nanqiao, and she bit her lip gently.

To be honest, she has a bit of an inferiority complex.

In front of the person you like, you will always have a little inferiority.