Could it be that Song Wenjing is engaging in sexism?

Thinking about it like this, Shen Jingjing felt much more comfortable in her heart.

"No, it was Song Wenjing who took the initiative to ask for Lin Xingchuan to solve the problem."

Zhou Jiao shook her head, she said matter-of-factly, and her tone was very light.

Shen Jingjing was a little dazed, "Huh? ”

What's going on?

How could Song Wenjing be so proactive?

Isn't it......

Suddenly, a bad premonition surfaced in her heart, and even the eyes that looked at Lin Xingchuan and Song Wenjing began to feel a little wrong.

Thriller and at the same time with a little bit of joy.

Doesn't that mean ...... Song Wenjing doesn't like Shen Qingtang anymore?

"Tell you secretly, Song Wenjing seems to like Shen Qingtang."

Zhou Jiao approached Shen Jingjing, she said cautiously, not daring to make a loud noise.

She seems to be a child who has just learned the secret, and she is a little gossipy.

"What?"

Hearing this, Shen Jingjing's face changed suddenly, and her eyes widened suddenly.

What is Zhou Jiao talking about?

What does Zhou Jiao mean?

"Song Wenjing seems to like Shen Qingtang, this is what I accidentally discovered."

"Lin Xingchuan went to Shen Qingtang to ask questions, and then Song Wenjing said that Lin Xingchuan could come to him to ask questions, and he also used the first test to prove that he could solve the problems that Lin Xingchuan didn't understand."

Zhou Jiao whispered, and her afterglow secretly looked in the direction of Song Wenjing and Lin Xingchuan.

She was surprised by this discovery, she really didn't expect it.

No wonder Song Wenjing has changed recently.

When you like someone, you are indeed willing to change for them.

Shen Jingjing's face was even worse, she looked at Zhou Jiao in disbelief, and her hands were clenched tightly.

Song Wenjing really really likes Shen Qingtang?

"Jingjing, did your sister tell you about this?"

It's always easy for girls to chat with each other, Zhou Jiao looked at Shen Jingjing, and she asked softly.

"I don't have a good relationship with her."

Shen Jingjing quickly adjusted her emotions, she bit her lip gently, and her tone revealed a little helplessness.

But in my heart, I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Why is Shen Qingtang?

"Oh, I'll tell you......"

Zhou Jiao began to analyze the Tao at the beginning, and when she was a student, she liked to analyze these things, and she would have a special sense of accomplishment if the analysis was correct.

"It seems that love can also make people motivated."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Jiao set her eyes on Song Wenjing again, and she sighed slightly.

Not to mention anything else, she is really a little envious of Shen Qingtang, and she is actually liked by such a person.

How about Song Wenjing, at least Song Wenjing will make changes for Shen Qingtang.

"My sister has always been good, and she deserves it."

Shen Jingjing took a deep breath, she pursed her lips slightly, and said with a clear conscience.

Zhou Jiao didn't answer, but kept her eyes on Lin Xingchuan.

Lin Xingchuan is also very good, she still needs to work hard, and work hard.

——

"Sugar Candy, I want to see your pink love letters, okay?"

As soon as the bell rang after school in the afternoon, Song Wenjing flashed into the classroom of class thirteen, and in the puzzled eyes of everyone, he walked towards Shen Qingtang with long legs.

He naturally sat next to Shen Qingtang, holding his chin and looking at Shen Qingtang, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

He had been thinking about Shen Qingtang's pink "love letter" for many days, and today he finally couldn't help it.

"Are you sick?"

Shen Qingtang frowned and slapped Song Wenjing on the shoulder.

Served, where did she get her love letters?

Song Wenjing Mo is not seriously ill, nervous.

"Yes, I'm sick, and the medicine is that love letter."

"I'm going to get rid of the medicine after reading it, so Tangtang will show me."

Song Wenjing grinned, his eyes flashed with a smile, and he stretched out his hand and shook Shen Qingtang's arm, looking expectant.

The tone was slightly coquettish.

Shen Qingtang: "??? ”

"What love letter?"

Suddenly, Shen Qingtang was relieved.

Song Wenjing, "It's the pink one." ”

"You say this?"

Shen Qingtang dug through the drawer, and finally took out a letter, which was the one Yan Qinxue gave her.

"Yes, yes, that's it."

Song Wenjing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to open them.

"Hey, hey, hey."

After reading it, he smirked.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Shen Qingtang held her chin and looked at Song Wenjing, she seemed to be smiling.

"Well, I'm well after reading it."

Song Wenjing chuckled lightly and returned the letter to Shen Qingtang with a smile.

The corners of Shen Qingtang's mouth twitched slightly.

"I didn't think you wrote it to someone else, I thought it was the dog man who wrote it to you."

Song Wenjing looked at Shen Qingtang aggrievedly, and he said weakly, in a very light tone.

I'm really afraid that a dog man will suddenly appear and pry Shen Qingtang away.

Shen Qingtang sneered twice, "Hehe." ”

"Let's go, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Song Wenjing helped Shen Qingtang carry his schoolbag, and he was in a happy mood.

"No, I'll go back and eat."

Shen Qingtang shook her head, she had already planned what to eat at night.

"Then will you invite me to eat?"

Song Wenjing shamelessly put his face up, and he smiled.

Shen Qingtang's thin lips opened lightly, "Get out!" ”

I've seen shameless, but I haven't seen such shameless, Shen Qingtang said that he wanted to throw Song Wenjing out.

The author was also quite speechless, and he didn't fully portray Song Wenjing's character.

"If you don't get out, I just want to stick to you."

Song Wenjing was still smiling, and he blinked at Shen Qingtang with a pair of eyes.

Shen Qingtang, "Neuropathy." ”

"Since you say I'm sick, then I'm sick."

Song Wenjing followed Shen Qingtang's words, with a hippie smile.

Shen Qingtang said that he didn't really want to communicate with Song Wenjing.

"So do you invite me to dinner, or do I invite you to dinner?"

Song Wenjing still held his chin and looked at Shen Qingtang, he was smiling, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Shen Qingtang glared at Song Wenjing and got up to leave.

Song Wenjing carried Shen Qingtang's bag and followed behind.

"I want to eat Haidilao."

Suddenly, Shen Qingtang said.

"Okay, arrangement."

Song Wenjing smiled all of a sudden, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

Come on, he was very happy to be able to eat with Shen Qingtang.

Contented.

"Song Wenjing, what do you like about me, can I change my career?"

Seeing Song Wenjing like a second fool, Shen Qingtang really wanted to speak and stopped.

Convinced, what about that stereotype?

Where do the stereotypes go?

Shen Qingtang doesn't hate Song Wenjing, otherwise according to Song Wenjing's behavior, Shen Qingtang would have felt down.

"But what I like is you, it's you Shen Qingtang, no matter what you become, I like it."

Song Wenjing suddenly became serious, and he stared at Shen Qingtang seriously.