Yuan Yung was a bit surprised, "Yuan Yixi, what are you trying to do? Isn’t this too...?"
"Ouch!"
Yuan Yixi said playfully, "Sis, can you help your little sister just this once? You and he don’t get along, but I think he and I might get along well, okay?"
"...It’s just that doing this might make you seem too forward. It’s better to let the guy take the initiative in this kind of thing."
Yuan Yixi suddenly seed a bit upset, her lips pouting high, "Sis, if you don’t want to help, it’s alright. Let’s go ho..."
Since childhood, Yuan Yung had always been very fond of Yuan Yixi. She always gave in to her as long as it was sothing she wanted.
Firstly, because she was grateful for their parents’ upbringing.
Secondly, because Yuan Yixi had been in poor health since she was young.
Yuan Yung eventually agreed, "Alright! Then I’ll ask my classmate tomorrow, but I might not be able to get it—"
"Mmm, mmm, mmm! Sis, you’re the best to , I love you so much..."
"Sis, can I co back ho with you tomorrow too?"
Yuan Yixi asked with a grin.
"Sure!"
Of course Yuan Yung was willing, after all, her little sister rarely went ho with her before.
The next day, in class, Yuan Yung kept wanting to ask Song Song for her brother’s contact information, but every ti she turned to ask, she saw her engrossed in taking notes, and so twenty minutes of the class passed without her saying a word...
How embarrassing!
Even though it wasn’t for herself, it still felt quite awkward.
Actually, Song Song wasn’t really that focused, considering it was a certain soone lecturing, it would be strange if she were completely attentive—
So though Yuan Yung started to speak up several tis, Song Song noticed every ti. Initially, Song Song wanted to wait for her to speak first, but in the end, she couldn’t bear it any longer and passed a note over.
[What’s up? What do you want to say?]
Yuan Yung took the note and quickly wrote down her question.
[Song Song, can you give your brother’s contact information?]
Song Song didn’t expect Yuan Yung to proactively ask for Huo Junting’s contact information. Aren’t the two of them completely incompatible?
Could this be what’s called a love-hate relationship?
[Of course, but I want to know the reason, you...you haven’t fallen for my brother, have you?]
Yuan Yung’s face blushed deeply when she saw Song Song’s question.
[Of course not, even if all the n in the world were dead, I still wouldn’t fall for him! I’m asking for soone else...]
...
The two were so absorbed in passing notes that they didn’t notice the man who had been lecturing had already walked off the podium and co to their side—
Xiao Jinghuai stood with his hands behind his back, an indescribable air of seriousness about him. He tapped the desk and asked, "What are you passing back and forth?"
Song Song was taken aback by the sudden voice, her small body giving a slight shiver. Why did he co down?
Yuan Yung was also shocked, left dazed for a mont; in fact, the whole class was stunned—
Because the man who stepped down from the podium appeared even more dazzling, making it impossible to look away.
Xiao Jinghuai smiled with refined elegance, took the note from Yuan Yung’s hand, and after reading the contents of the exchange between the two girls, his eyes suddenly glead...
He addressed everyone, saying, "Song Song, please give your brother’s contact information to this student, okay?"
As soon as he said this, the whole classroom almost erupted—
Just because the male god’s voice was too pleasant, both deep and alluring.
Many people secretly decided to pass notes to each other tomorrow, so the male god would walk off the podium again.
Because of this incident, Song Song beca the talk of Nandao and even hit the BBS hot topics.
After class, as soon as Song Song and Yuan Yung walked out of the school gate, they saw a girl with a ponytail chatting happily with a man in a suit.
Song Song squinted and looked closely for a while, "...Yung, is that your sister?"
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