College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 119

The three of them were walking on the street, wandering aimlessly.

"Didn't you say you want to take a car? Where are we going now?" Nalan Zhiwan, who was walking in the middle, was the shortest, looked up at the two people beside him, and whispered, "When will I grow taller?"

"Wanwan, my sister's ears are very good." Song Jiao squinted at Nalan Zhiwan, then looked at the other person: "Hey, how tall are you?"

Si Yue rubbed her nose: "It was 168 a while ago, I don't know if I have grown taller recently." She also took a look at Song Jiao, who was slightly taller than her, but Si Yue was very satisfied with her current height, I don't want to grow any longer.

"Certainly not, I'm only 1.7 meters now." And Si Yue is still a little shorter than her.

Nalan Zhi pouted: "I hate it, they are so tall." The height of [-] has always been a pain for Nalan Zhiwan.

"Don't worry, you're only 13 years old, you should grow up." Song Jiao patted the little girl's shoulder comfortingly.

Siyue laughed loudly: "Hey, little princess, don't grow too much, it's taller than us."

Wanwan's lips pout even higher, and now she really wants to say that she doesn't like Ji Siyue.However, she still decided that the adults had a lot to forgive her: "Then where are we going now?"

"For the sake of asking the second time, I will answer you." Si Yue put his arms around Wan Wan's shoulders, with a kind face on his face: "I don't know."

"Sister is really annoying." Hearing such an awkward answer, Nalan Zhiwan kicked over without saying a word, but the girl who was holding her was so agile that she jumped away, looking at her triumphantly. she.

"My sister has practiced before." She rubbed her nose, acting exaggeratedly.

"Hmph." Wanwan turned to Song Jiao: "Sister."

Song Jiao knew what Nalan Zhiwan wanted to ask, so he reached out to pat her comfortingly, and turned to Ji Siyue: "Sister Siyue is the president of eating, drinking and having fun."

Si Yue didn't mind either: "I'm fine, I'm just afraid that you don't dare, especially Wanwan, who is so timid, I don't know what to do with courage, how will I explain to Nalan Fengxuan then?"

"He's quite courageous." Wanguan said, "I'll accept wherever I want, whatever I want to do." She spoke loudly.

Sui Yue snapped his fingers to indicate OK, and looked at Song Jiao with his real body.

Song Jiao didn't wait for Siyue to open her mouth before making an OK gesture: "I'm free too, let's take a look at Siyue's "eating and drinking stuff" skill." She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of these words, and did not hide her temptation mean.

"I'm not worried about myself." She looked at her provocatively: "Why, if my arrangement is not right, do you plan to go back and tell Qiao Jie that my club will be closed?"

Song Jiao raised his eyebrows and nodded, "That's a good idea."

Siyue smiled: "Next, let's watch Ji Siyue's performance, I hope you won't be too timid to follow along?"

"I'm not afraid." Wanwan stuck out her tongue, impatiently expressing her position.

"Even if I go into a haunted house, I'm fine." Song Jiao laughed uncontrollably. She couldn't help it. Who told her to read Si Yue's information, besides, the short board is only for people to use occasionally.

Si Yue glanced at Song Jiao and ignored her: "OK, let's keep up." She ran out of the road and stopped a taxi.

Song Jiao and Nalan Zhiwan didn't know about April's arrangement, but they got into the car without asking.

(End of this chapter)