His thin lips opened lightly, and his tone was cold: "Miss Su, I'm not interested in your songs." ”

Su Xiaoling's body stiffened, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Although she knew that Song Yansheng was cold and ruthless, cold and alienated from people, when he said this, Su Xiaoling's heart was uncomfortable.

She didn't care how Song Yansheng rejected her before, but she wrote that song and that lyrics.

The lyrics in it are what she wants to say to him.

But he ......

Not interested.

Su Xiaoling forced himself to pull out a smile, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "That's okay, what style do you like?" I'll write about it later! ”

The gloom in her eyes did not escape Song Yansheng's eyes.

The hand hanging by his side slowly clenched, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer: "Miss Su is a public figure, don't do such a thing in the future." ”

"I ...... Won't like you. ”

His voice was cold and unforgiving, without the slightest warmth.

Su Xiaoling's eyes widened and he looked at him.

He said he wouldn't like her?

was already ready to be rejected countless times, but when he heard this, Su Xiaoling's nose was still sour, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

"Are you sure?"

Before, Song Guiran told her that Song Yansheng didn't treat people he didn't like like this.

Even if Song Yansheng doesn't like a person anymore, he will never be so impatient, and he will not easily reveal his emotions.

Therefore, Su Xiaoling believed it.

She believes that Song Yansheng at least has a little feeling for her.

She is on WeChat and sends him a good night every night.

No matter how late it is, he will reply.

Even if it's just an "um", she's satisfied.

He reluctantly accepted what she gave him, but at least he didn't throw it out.

And his awkward and shy eyes, how can he deceive people?

Su Xiaoling suddenly felt a little like crying.

She likes him.

It was the first time that she Su Xiaoling liked a man so much, she could put down her self-esteem and pride to chase him, but he ......

Song Yansheng looked at her red eyes, her thin lips pursed into a line, and the hand on her side became tighter and tighter.

He looked away from her.

"I'm sure."

There was a loud voice, and the voice was as cold as ever, leaving no thought for people.

Su Xiaoling bit his lower lip tightly and lowered his eyes to look at the ground.

Song Yansheng glanced at her lightly, poured tea, and said, "I will explain it clearly to my parents, Miss Su, please go back." ”

His voice softened a lot, he didn't look at her, he didn't dare to look at her.

Su Xiaoling felt that he was really enough.

People are so obvious that they refuse, what is she still doing here?

Be a mascot?

"Okay, I got it."

She answered the next sentence, then turned and left.

From beginning to end, Song Yansheng didn't turn to look at her.

Until, Yangpu's voice sounded.

"Huh? Master, where is my goddess? Gone? ”

He just changed his clothes, and the goddess disappeared?

"Gone."

Song Yansheng's voice was a little hoarse, and he smiled self-deprecatingly as he looked at the tea spilled on the table.

He turned around weakly and leaned against the table, looking decadent and lonely.

yes, she's gone.

This is the result he wants.

He should be happy, but why, is his heart still so uncomfortable? It hurts a hundred, a thousand times more than before!

"Who said I was gone?"

An ethereal and melodious voice rang out.

Su Xiaoling stood at the door, his eyes shining.

She Su Xiaoling is a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, how can she give up so easily.

(End of chapter)