I heard you want to flirt with me?

Chapter 42

In the dead of night, the breathing of the people around you tends to become very loud, and then keeps appearing in your mind for a long time.

Song Suqing is like this.

He and Su Yunche have shared the same bed so many times, tonight is the first time that he feels that the sound of Su Yunche's smooth and even breathing will fall on his heart every time, making him drowsy.

Since you can't sleep, let's play with your phone.

He slowly got up to touch his phone, and found that it was almost one o'clock in the morning. He was afraid that the light on the screen would be too bright to disturb Su Yunche, so he quickly adjusted to night mode.

Click on their penguin group - [cute and charming handsome guy late night chat group]

Da Shuaibi - Brothers, get up and hey.

Chen Huai and the others basically stay up all night, and they won't sleep without one or two o'clock.

Sure enough, within 5 minutes after sending the message, Wen Jiang, who got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, replied.

Gao Fushuai - President Song? ? ?

Song Suqing turned her head slightly and glanced at the sleeping Su Yunche. Seeing him move slightly, she got into the quilt in fright, covered the faint light, and typed quickly.

Dashuaibi - Do you know any jobs that are easy and earn a lot of money?

Xia Li, who was eating supper, immediately typed a reply.

Er Liang Meat - Mr. Song, you don’t have money, right? If you have no money, who will pay when we go out to play in the future?

Da Shuaibi - Believe it or not, I will fork you out.

Chen Huai was not in good health, and suddenly felt ill in the middle of the night, so he was still on an IV in the hospital at this time. When he saw the news, he couldn't type with one hand, so he sent a voice, and the voice was weak.

Song Suqing transformed into words.

Erlangshen-Xia Li are you joking, did Song always ask for Brother Che? [voice]

Big guy bee-eun.

Two taels of meat - Boss Song, you just need to keep Brother Che, anyway, your family is a listed company, and you don't need money.

Song Suqing was stunned for a moment. He had thought about it, but Brother Che definitely disagreed.

Da Shuaibi - Do you think I don't want to?I may have said the first two words of this sentence, and I was already beaten to death by Brother Che.

Erlang God - hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha [voice]

Gao Fushuai - Brother Che should be easy to find a job. I once saw Brother Che go to the guard room to help repair the air conditioner, so Brother Che should know some machinery. With this technology, he may not be afraid of finding a job.

Song Suqing fell into deep thought, knowing that Su Yunche could repair electrical appliances.

But when he helped Brother Yong press the new computer, Su Yunche often came home in the middle of the night, and his body always smelled of dust, and he looked very tired, falling asleep after taking a shower.

Da Shuaibi - This job is too tiring, no, change to another.

Two taels of meat - Brother Che is so handsome, he can find a rich woman to take care of him, earning tens of thousands a month every minute.

"Damn it, Xia Li wants to die!"

Song Suqing blurted out a curse immediately, and suddenly there was a murmur of raving in his ears. He lifted the quilt slightly, and saw Su Yunche turned over, with his back on his back.

In an instant, he was upset, and in the next second...

[Er Liang Rou was moved out of the cute and charming handsome guys late-night chat group by the group leader Dashuaibi]

Erlangshen-hahahahahahaha, Mr. Song, you move too fast. [voice]

Tall, rich and handsome - but what Xia Li said is right, brother Che is handsome, and he can indeed do some jobs that sell his skin, such as being a model or something.

Song Suqing gripped the phone tightly, he didn't want Brother Che to show his face.

Dashuaibi - another one.

[Erliangrou was pulled into the late-night chat group of cute and charming handsome guys by the administrator Erlangshen]

Erlangshen—how do I feel that Mr. Song just wants Brother Che to make money without doing anything, if that's the case, then you are the only one who will support him. [language]

As a rotten man, Xia Li seemed to smell something, and sent a long series of voices.

Two taels of meat—Mr. Song, since you won't do this, and you won't do that, then you should support Brother Che.If you really take care of Brother Che, then you have to be careful of Chrysanthemum, you can't beat him, hahahahahaha... [Voice]

[Er Liang Rou was moved out of the cute and charming handsome guys late-night chat group by the group leader Dashuaibi]

He grinds his back molars and puts down his phone. He has made some bad friends and come up with bad ideas.

But he just wanted to take care of Brother Che, anyway, he was rich.

He likes staying with Brother Che, it feels very comfortable and at ease, the feeling that the whole world is quiet.And Brother Che will not get angry no matter how much he tosses, even if he is angry, as long as he acts coquettishly, he will be fine.

But Su Yunche would still be a little arrogant after all, how could he allow himself to live as a vassal of others.

He turned slightly and fell asleep facing Su Yunche.

Seeing Su Yunche sleeping sideways facing him while hugging the quilt, his little face was slightly reddened by the heat from the electric blanket, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, forming a shadow under his eyelids.

Brother Che is really good-looking.

Because Song Suqing covered almost all of Su Yunche's food expenses, Su Yunche almost forgot that he was a poor man, and always felt that he still had money in his pocket.

And the teacher is even more focused on the results. Obviously, the knowledge just learned yesterday will start the exam the next day, and the poems just memorized yesterday will be recited today.

Class [-], which is used to being undisciplined, was suddenly exaggerated into an atmosphere of nervous preparation for the exam. Everyone had dark circles under their eyes, but they were only sophomores in high school.

Song Suqing buckled the language documents on her head, sat on the chair, shook and sighed again and again: "I seem to see the darkness of next year."

"Next year we may all get used to it, it won't be too dark." Su Yunche rubbed his eyes, he had memorized a lot recently, and he was also a little tired.

Song Suqing sighed, he probably wouldn't, this kind of high-intensity study has lasted for a month, and even Su Yunche forced him to get up early.

Su Yunche also leaned back in the chair, following his example, leaning on the fulcrum of the chair legs, and swaying slightly: "Song Er, remember to memorize "Jing Ke Assassinates the King of Qin" later, Jue Jue will conduct a spot check tomorrow."

He may have stayed with Song Suqing for a long time, and some behavioral habits have been subtly affected.

But Song Suqing suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Ah! It's windy and the water is cold. I'm going to the toilet. Do you want to go?"

"........."

Su Yunche rolled his eyes at him: "Go by yourself."

As soon as you endorse a book, you go to the toilet, as if there are books in the emotional toilet.

He turned his head and looked out the window. It was only the end of March, and the light rain was still pattering, but the tree buds outside had all grown up, and it was a piece of emerald green, and the birds were singing crisply.

At this time Wen Jiang came over, still holding a letter in his hand, and found that Song Suqing was not in sight, so he asked, "Brother Che, where is President Song?"

"He let the water go." Su Yunche turned to look at him and found the letter, "Is this his letter?"

Does anyone still write letters these days?

Wen Jiang's small eyes suddenly became malicious, and he bent down and whispered, "Just now there was a girl standing at the door, who said it belonged to Mr. Song."

Su Yunche's pupils dilated immediately, and he grinned: "Is this a love letter?"

A few months ago, Song Suqing complained to him that she didn't have a love letter, and she didn't expect her luck to come so soon.

He quickly stretched his head to look at the door, only to find that there were only a few students passing by, maybe the girl had left, but it was a pity that he didn't see a girl who had the courage to confess to Song Suqing.

"Yeah, the girl looks quite good-looking, tall and thin, she looks like a royal sister, maybe Song will like it." Wen Jiang laughed so much that the corners of his mouth ran to his temples, and his face was waiting to read gossip. appearance.

At this time, Song Suqing also came back. He met Xia Li on the road, and walked over slowly with his shoulders on his shoulders.

"What would I like?" Song Suqing asked.

"Someone wrote you a love letter." Wen Jiang handed it to him with a smile, and there were a few soft "woo..." sounds.

Song Suqing glanced at it, it was a pink envelope with a few hearts painted on it, a bit silly.

"You help me return it, this is not my dish."

Song Suqing put her hands in her pockets, and sat down very handsomely. Although her expression was pretending to be calm, the desperation in her eyes had already run around the classroom, and her toes couldn't help shaking.

The whole body exudes "I am the most cool guy in the world!!!"

Su Yunche glanced at him, with disgust written all over his face.

Wen Jiang sneered a few times: "This girl looks pretty good-looking, Mr. Song, why don't you take it apart and have a look, at least it's a girl's heart."

Song Suqing's feet trembled even more when she heard these words, and raised her eyebrows slightly at Su Yunche, as if saying: I am also a person with a love letter.

The corner of Su Yunche's mouth twitched: "Since you don't want to accept this love letter so much, it's possible that you still have someone you like."

With a "boom", Song Suqing's mind went blank for an instant.

That's right, why doesn't he accept this love letter? Isn't it a pleasure to have a little girl like him? Why does he refuse?

Suddenly a person appeared in my mind, although it was a little blurry, but when I saw it, I really liked it.

He shook Erlang's legs and said frightfully, "I have a girl I like, and she must be prettier than her."

Xia Li leaned forward and said, "Yo, who is it that caught Mr. Song's eyes."

"I'll show you the photos." Song Suqing took out her phone and clicked on a photo.

In the photo is a swaying back of a person who can vaguely wear a bright red women's kimono, holding a tray in his hand, tall, with princess-cut black and long straight.

I saw this person turned slightly sideways, and it was obvious that the waist was very thin, but the exposed side face was also covered by the rabbit mask, so it was a bit hard to see whether it was a man or a woman.

Xia Li: "Who is this person?"

Song Suqing raised her head and kicked him: "Cos the cosplayer of the pirate queen Hancock."

Xia Li and the others took a closer look. The first time they saw the empress wearing a kimono, they did not recognize her. The photo was a bit blurry, but it could be vaguely seen that this person was tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a flat chest.

"Why does he look like a boy? Is this a big guy in women's clothing?" Wen Jiang looked at the phone for a long time, with a confused look on his face.

Song Suqing was furious, and grabbed the phone directly: "How is it possible, you look at Xiaoman's waist, long legs, and hips, she is definitely a beauty."

He is a fan of One Piece, and he likes Yujie Fan's Empress more than Nami. He often goes to various comic exhibitions. This is the most empress-like coser he has ever seen. Although he has no breasts, he has a very similar temperament.

It gives people a feeling of "don't suffer from me", noble and glamorous and domineering.

But when there was an unexpected situation that day, I originally wanted to get together to take a group photo, but I took a sneaky photo. The result was still a blurry back view, and I couldn't even see the face clearly.

He pursed his lips and handed the phone to Su Yunche: "Brother Che, do you think you are a beauty?"

Su Yunche lowered his head and glanced, and there was a "boom" in his head.

This... isn't this him? ? ?

Was secretly photographed by Song Er? ? ?

"That... he should be a man." The corners of Su Yunche's mouth twitched.

The author has something to say: You can look forward to Brother Che's fall, because this is a turning point in the relationship line.

As mentioned in Chapter 23, Song Er's cell phone screen saver is a photo of himself standing in a square, but the background has been blurred.

The time points of these two photos are the same, and there is also Brother Che wearing a kimono in the blurred part.