Chapter 125; Did you give cp powder any sugar today? (31-32)

"Really!... After his debut, didn't he appear in the school a handful of times? He came to the dining room?"

"Hey, people just showed their talents in a certain variety show. It's not surprising that I am grateful to the professor when I go back to school."

"No wonder there are so many people in the canteen today... Ah, I'm afraid my fried chicken cutlets are already sold out!? Oh, I'm so angry!"

Hearing the words "fried chicken cutlet sold out", Xiang Xing stopped automatically.

Gee.

The school canteen without the signature fried chicken chop is a school canteen without a soul.

She didn't care who was in it, she turned and left as soon as she took a step forward.

Might as well go back to the bedroom and order a Golden Arch takeout.

…

Twenty minutes later, the takeaway from Golden Arch was delivered to the dormitory downstairs on time.

The little guy floated down like a butterfly, and received a bucket of chicken wings and two glasses of Coke in the shocked eyes of the delivery boy.

But when she returned to the bedroom and opened the barrel of the golden arch, she found—

Sandwiched with the small ticket, there is also a strange note.

"Little sister Xiang Xing, I want to talk to you. Come to the piano room, shall we meet?"

"If it is inconvenient, you can also add my WeChat SYxxxx033, let's make an appointment at a convenient time for you~"

—Shen Yan.

"..."

After reading the note, Xiang Xing was blindfolded.

What's happening here…

Shen Yan.

Shen Yan is not the man who has been familiar with him.

The first player in the first period.

...But he wants to make an appointment to see what happened to him!

The little guy made up his brain, and suddenly his brain made up a very bad hypothesis.

After thinking about it for a while, she finally decided—

Take a photo of the content of the note and send it to Si Fan to see, and then the two of them think of a way to deal with the goods.

…

five minutes later.

Si Fan called directly.

As soon as Xiang Xing picked it up, he heard the scoffing laughter from the other end of the receiver.

"Are you reporting to me?"

"..."

The little guy was speechless.

I couldn't help but snorted softly, "No matter, you help me solve this problem anyway."

Hearing that, Si Fan smiled even more: "Then how do you want to solve it?... Find someone to beat him up, or find a entertainment joke to write some silly stuff about him?"

However, before Xiang Xing could answer, the man paused, and then continued, "Forget it, you wait for me for twenty minutes."

"…what?"

Xiang Xing suddenly didn't understand.

The other side paused again.

"Um... around 45 minutes, you wait for me at the west gate of your school."

After the man said, he hung up the phone.

…

At 45 minutes, Xiang Xing was fully armed and walked out of the west gate of the school on time.

Looking around, not only did he not see the familiar Mercedes-Benz Spint, but also Si Fan's inconspicuous gray private car.

However, the phone rang the WeChat alert tone.

[Si Fan]: At eleven o'clock, the black Lexus LM, come here.

"..."

Lifting his eyes to find the corresponding car, the little guy paused, but he still looked around with some hesitation.

As if seeing her upset, Si Fan sent her another WeChat.

[Si Fan]: Don't worry, I have cleaned up the surroundings a long time ago.

Seeing these reassuring words, Xiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and walked over.

As soon as I walked to the door of the car, the door opened slowly and automatically.

Before she could react, a familiar arm suddenly stretched out and pulled her in.

The little guy whispered, an unstable center of gravity, and fell directly into Si Fan's sturdy arms.

It made her look like a gold star.

"you……"

She was about to lift her head and protested with dissatisfaction.

But the next second, the man's domineering kiss fell directly, sealing everything.

He kissed for a long time before letting go reluctantly.

A smile flashed across the thick ink eyes, Si Fan tried his best to suppress the corners of his lips, and looked at the little guy in his arms pretendingly.

The words were full of sour taste: "I'm upset, think about it, how to make me happy."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing scratched the back of his head with a confused look.

What is it now.

She has reported to him, why is he still jealous...

After thinking about it, the little guy couldn't help but narrow his mouth, thinking seriously about ways to make him happy.

Seeing her distressed look, Si Fan suddenly couldn't bear to tease her.

He laughed, raised his palm, and wanted to rub the drooping little velvet head.

"Hey, I am funny..."

But before he finished speaking, the little head paused, but as if plucking up courage, he took the initiative to move forward.

The little hand held the man's perfect and exquisite handsome face, his eyes closed, and he gave him a big mouthful.

"...Is it so cool?"

"..."

Si Fan stared at her quietly.

But suddenly he closed his eyes and shook his head, "If you are reluctant, then I'm really angry."

"...Then you continue to be angry."

Seeing that this guy was actually getting an inch, Xiang Xing grunted twice before turning over.

Retracted to the other half of the seat, holding his chest, staring angrily at the scenery outside the window.

Seeing her blow up hair, Si Fan instantly dissipated all his strength, lowered his eyes, and hurriedly went over and coaxed softly.

"Xiang Xing... Xing'er, I'm sorry, I won't tease you anymore, okay?"

As the man behind him suddenly changed his name, Xiang Xing's small shoulders shrank unconsciously.

He snorted very stubbornly, and continued to look away.

Upon seeing this, Si Fan seemed a little panicked.

He pursed his lips tightly and thought for a moment.

In the end, he squinted his ink eyes, stretched out his arms resolutely, and slammed the little guy into his arms, hugging him tightly.

Leaning his head to the girl's ear, he sighed slightly, and whispered hoarsely: "If I don't care about you, would I be jealous?"

As he said, a strange paranoia flashed across his eyes, "When I think of the way he looked at you that day...I can't help but want to take out those restless eyes."

"..."

Hearing the words that were not quite right, Xiang Xing felt cold in his back again.

She bit her lower lip and couldn't help raising her soft eyes, staring at him seriously.

Softly opened his mouth and exhorted, "Then, then you must hold back, we can't do such terrible things, do you know?"

After all, the little guy curled his mouth, finally turned around, and actively buried his little head in Si Fan's arms.

Muttering dullly, "I don't want to see you once a month, I want to see you every day...Do you know..."

See you every day...

Listening to her soft appeal, the man suddenly felt relieved.

Any bad thoughts were all gone.

After thinking about it, he laughed, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead.

"okay, I get it."

The man agreed softly.

After thinking for a while, he fumbled for a while and took away the phone from Xiang Xing's pocket.

Involuntarily grabbing her finger, the fingerprint unlocked.

"...What are you doing?"

Xiang Xing stared at his fascinating operation with a bewildered face.