Song Xiyin had a sweetheart, but everyone knew that the two never got along with each other and would fight each other as soon as they met.
The sun was just right, and someone saw Song Xiyin pushing the bamboo horse into the water. Within a moment, the news spread throughout the streets and alleys.
Pei Yanqing, who was seriously ill, crossed his arms and looked at Song Xiyin, who was pacing back and forth at the door, as if he wanted to see what she was going to do.
Then... Song Xiyin slammed the food box in her hand on the table and said expressionlessly: "Let me see if you are dead."
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriggww, this mouth of mine... Is so fancy but useless!
Followed by a pitiful expression.
Pei Yanqing was stunned when she saw the barrage floating above her head.
"If you're not dead, don't lie in bed all day. You're just like a skinny guy."
[Actually, he has a pretty good figure and a good touch, but I don't know if I'll have a chance to meet him!
Pei Yanqing couldn't help but curl his lips.
"The weather is nice today. You can stay here while I go to bask in the sun."
[Call me quickly! Stop me!
"... Wait."
Pei Yanqing originally thought that Song Xiyin really hated him, and he was depressed for a while. But since he could see the other person's inner thoughts, everything became different.
[If he's so close, he doesn't want to kiss me, right?
The face of the innocent lover who had never kissed anyone turned red instantly. He raised his hand and put his arm around Song Xiyin's waist.
[He, he, he actually hugged my waist! This touch and strength must be great!
Pei Yanqing: "..."
Intention: Fate is destiny
