Quick Transmigration: The Drama Queen Host is Charming and Alluring

Chapter 127 The Sick Junior Begged Me to Coax Him Again (11)

Song Yan's breathing was slightly heavy, and the hand on his waist couldn't help but get heavier.

Ke Zhaoge didn't have any teasing intentions in her eyes, she looked at Song Yan as if she was looking at a work of art,

"Probably because, whenever I look at your body, my inspiration seems to never run out."

These words are not love words, but a very straightforward statement, which is somewhat different from Song Yan's imagination.

But just this sentence has already caused his adrenal hormones to rise continuously.

[System: Ding!Raiders favorability +10, current favorability is 40.]
He wanted to continue the intermission kiss just now, when Zhaoge touched the corner of his soft lips, Zhaoge's hand lightly rested on Song Yan's abs, and he turned his head sideways.

Song Yan stepped back a few steps following her strength, Zhaoge tilted his head, and said inexplicably: "The spirit of wine is coming up, it seems that I can't draw today, let's do it next time."

These words were full of loopholes, but Song Yan didn't say anything, "Okay."

The next moment, there was a thunder outside the house, and then the sound of rain gradually became louder.

A sudden heavy rain silenced Zhaoge who was about to see off the guests.

When he woke up the next day, Zhaoge couldn't help frowning with a severe headache.

Fortunately, she took a shower yesterday and changed her clothes. She lifted the quilt and walked towards the living room.

It rained heavily last night, so Zhaoge took Song Yan in for a night and generously lent him the sofa.

Now the person on the sofa left, leaving porridge and a note behind.

Zhaoge picked up the note and looked at it, then looked towards the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect him to cook porridge."

In fact, they not only cooked the porridge thoughtfully, but also washed the dishes.

A few days later, in the swimming pool.

The water splashed everywhere, and Song Yan plunged into the water, rushing towards the finish line without distraction.

Then, Xia Yu also reached the finish line.

He took off the goggles and wiped the water from his face, admiring Song Yan very much.

Song Yan's strength is really as strong as ever.Following him, I have accelerated a lot.

His eyes fell on Song Yan's shoulder, where there were several finger marks of different shades, "Brother Yan, what happened to your shoulder?"

Song Yan turned his head when he heard the sound, looked over his shoulder, then turned his head and said, "It's okay."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Xia Yu filled his mind with more.

"A few days ago Zhang Qianqian went to your bar to make trouble, are they doing something?!"

Song Yan jumped up and threw one of the towels to Xia Yu, "What are you thinking about?"

Xia Yu followed him ashore, and the two walked towards the locker room.

He nodded, also, among those who followed Zhang Qianqian that day, none of them would dare to do anything to Song Yan.

I heard that now everyone is hiding at home as a coward, for fear that Song Yan will trouble them.

As if thinking of something, he quickly walked a few steps to Song Yan's side, gossiping: "I heard that in the bar that day, there was a woman who won Zhang Qianqian in a wine fight and took our brother Yan away. These scratches on your body, Could it be the little wild cat scratching it?"

Song Yan paused, recalling the kiss that night, feeling his throat a little dry.

He turned around suddenly and looked at Xia Yu inexplicably.

Xia Yu swallowed nervously, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "No, no, don't look at me like that, bro, am I kidding you?"

He was just teasing, as Song Yan was so cold-hearted, Xia Yu believed that he scratched himself after being bitten by a mosquito in the middle of the night.

It's such a waste to have such a face in vain.

"Xia Yu, how did you say you were going to chase someone last time?"

Song Yan's tone didn't sound like a joke, it was very sincere.

Xia Yu looked up, looked at him in surprise, and then nodded in relief.

Let's just say, Brother Yan still can't let Leng Li go.

Xia Yu was completely unaware that she had made a mistake with her partner, and tried her best to advise her brother, "First of all, you should always appear by her side so that the other party can notice you..."

He thought about the relationship between Song Yan and Leng Li, and added: "But you have already done this, let's start the second step of teaching.

For the second step, you need to provide her with some help frequently to make her feel dependent on you, and it is best to create some small surprises from time to time. "

Xia Yu paused again, his gaze on Song Yan was subtle.

Where would Song Yan create little surprises?

Forget it, to help my brother to the end, it still depends on him to lend a helping hand.

He patted Song Yan on the shoulder and said, "This kind of thing can't be rushed, you should do the second step first. As for the surprise, I'll prepare it for you."

Song Yan was a little distracted, he nodded casually, and the second half of Xia Yu's words just slipped away from his ears.

I often appear next to my senior sister, and I really did this myself.

But in the past few days, the senior sister has not contacted herself.

Song Yan felt the marks on his shoulders itch, he pursed his lips slightly, and decided to think about the next one first.

As for providing help and making the other party feel dependent...

The figure of Zhaoge appeared in his mind, a person like her seemed to be independent and free all the time.

Like the moon hanging in the sky, you can see it but not touch it.

But the more you can't get it, the more people will never forget it.

Thinking of the silent chat box with Zhaoge, Song Yan felt a little distressed.

It seemed to me that there was no reason to find her.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Zhaoge at school in the afternoon.

The man appeared from around the corner and walked towards the stairs with a drawing board in his hand.

Song Yan's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to step forward, another figure was faster than him.

"Sister!"

A boy trotted towards Zhaoge. Song Yan saw the boy take the things from Zhaoge across the long corridor.

His eyes dimmed. It turned out that the senior had not only smiled at him like this.

Xia Yu bought water and walked towards Song Yan.

Seeing him staring at the opposite side all the time, he looked over.

He often walked to the Academy of Fine Arts and knew more news, "Do you also think that this beauty is born?
She is our senior sister, Professor Qin's beloved student, and she has graduated now.

The purpose of going back to school these days is to exchange ideas with the younger brothers and sisters. Not only are people beautiful, but the paintings they make are also valuable.

The Academy of Fine Arts has been very busy recently, and everyone who can't draw came to sit in on it, whether it's for knowledge or seniors, everyone knows it well.dont you agree? "

Song Yan narrowed his eyes, "Well, it is indeed very popular."

After all, he turned to leave.

Seeing that Song Yan's complexion was not very good, Xia Yu was a little puzzled, and muttered, "Why do you have such an expression when you see a beautiful woman? Hey, Brother Yan, wait for me!"

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Xia Yu couldn't wait to go on a date with his little girlfriend. Song Yan put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the school gate.

Some familiar braids appeared in the crowd, and Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped involuntarily.

"Brother Song Yan!"

Zhang Qianqian waved his hands from afar, greeted him warmly, and then ran towards Song Yan.

At this time, a car stopped beside Song Yan.

As the car window fell, Zhaoge in the driver's seat said to Song Yan outside the car: "Student, do you want to get in the car?"

(End of this chapter)