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She groaned and threw the lighter back: "This little girl just kept looking at you, thinking you were bringing good students to a place like this."

"I'm not taking anyone with me." Song Yanqing accepted the request and said politely, "If you are in heat, please open another room. Thank you."

Cheng Jiaoxiao made a sound and pinched the girl's waist with one hand: "Help me send my sister home." After saying that, he dragged Qiao Ranyu out.

"The meeting between these two people sparked a thunderous reaction." Someone commented, "Qiao Ranyu is really capable."

"A bartender? I've been around since junior high school. I know a lot of tricks. This is not the first time. No wonder Brother Xiao is obsessed with it..."

"Don't fucking say that again before Brother Xiao hears it! Look at my two big teeth, they're still leaking. Just because I said something flirtatious about that woman, Cheng Jiaoxiao immediately changed his face for me. He hit me with just one punch, bad luck!" Han Pengyue said, pointing to his teeth.

"Brother Xiao is really serious this time."

Someone suddenly pressed his shoulder, and the person who spoke turned around and saw Song Yanqing's face.

He went to get a pot of hot water and boiled it. His smile did not reach his eyes and was quite cold: "Just say it again, it's not about these two teeth."

"Song Yanqing, what's the matter?" Han Pengyue's face changed slightly, and he gave up bitterly, still feeling unhappy, "Why are you all protecting her? I don't think you will be deceived by such a woman in the future, or we brothers will have a fight There’s really nothing I can do—”

Song Yanqing's voice was solemn and deep: "Call me sister-in-law."

Sometimes, it's not about protecting, it's about respecting.

Someone quickly punched Han Pengyue: "Be more discerning."

Before Qiao Ranyu met Cheng Jiaoxiao, she first met Song Yanqing.

Neither of them is easy to mess with.

Otherwise, Qiao Ranyu is capable.

Who knows if there is anything going on between Qiao Ranyu and Song Yanqing...

Of course, they can just think about these thoughts in their minds and know them well. It would be meaningless to say them out, so why don't they get beaten?

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Song Yanqing picked up his coat, took the red scarf from Cheng Xuran before leaving, and said to her.Cheng Jiaoxiao is not here, and no one in this group is Li Xuran. Most of them are boys. She is not suitable here.

I don’t know what that idiot Cheng Jiaoxiao was thinking, leaving his sister here, it seems like she has no brain string.

"Okay." Cheng Xuran followed him in small steps, "Thank you."

It's snowing outside.

The two of them didn't communicate much along the way, they were both quite silent and unfamiliar.

Cheng Xuran thought about their previous conversation in the hotel, and felt a little depressed. Her cheeks were buried in a thick, fluffy plaid scarf, making her face look even smaller and her face look very good.

"Cheng Jiaoxiao is usually fine except when he is with his partner." In the sound of wind, cars whizzed by, there were very few pedestrians, and cold words rang out, breaking the silence.

Cheng Xuran understood what he meant. She looked up at his silhouette under the dim street light and whispered, "What about you?"

"Ok?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Cheng Xuran asked.

"No." He laughed, quite casually.

Cheng Xuran's heart dropped as he stared at the snow in the distance: "I thought... you talked a lot."

"Classmate, don't stereotype."

"Then you don't have to think that I'm a good student."

She turned against the general.

Song Yanqing stopped, looked at her, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "You are really a literary student."

He sent her downstairs. He passed by a convenience store on the way and bought her a can of Wangzai. Cheng Xuran carried Wangzai upstairs and looked back to see the boy standing in the snow. (End of chapter)