just kiss me

Chapter 3 Barbed! [Ask for a recommendation ticket]

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Song Miao fell asleep at home for a day, and when she woke up, the scorching sun outside the window was covering the end of her bed, and the stale smell from the old air conditioner made her frown slightly.

She gradually woke up when she touched the hot phone with her thin hand.

Check out the phone to charge it, ignore all the missed calls on it, get out of bed, wash up, and go out to buy cigarettes.

It's time for her to consider living in another city.

In the supermarket across from the neighborhood, she was stopped by the corner of her clothes before she entered the door.

"Song Miao." The male voice was gentle and unassuming.

Song Miao turned around in surprise, "Shen Yan?"

Shen Yan's pitch-black eyebrows were slightly raised, and his glowing peach blossom eyes were curved, showing a little coquettish.

"What's the matter?" Song Miao said casually, without looking at him, went straight into the small supermarket, ordered cigarettes, and was ready to pay with cash in his pocket.

Shen Yan pays first.

Song Miao turned her eyes to him, staring at him with cold eyes.

Shen Yan smiled, knowing that she didn't like other people meddling in her business, so she said: "It's a big deal."

Song Miao unpacked the cigarette case and went out, lit one, sat on the dead sycamore tree stump at the door of the shop, propped up her long legs, and rested the cigarette on her knees with her slender arms, impatient all over her body,
"what's up?"

"I want to come up with an album and ask you to arrange the music, huh?"

Shen Yan put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head to stare at her, his heart still shivered with the amazement he had when he first saw her.

A head of silver hair is languidly tied, and amber fox eyes are hidden under the half-framed gold-rimmed glasses, half-squinting, lazy, as if he doesn't care about anything.

But what is surprising is that her style of music is arrogant and self-sufficient, and every note is overflowing with the arrogance of "Don't mess with me".

She is like a barbed knife.

Putting a knife into your chest doesn't give you pleasure, but it's fun to torture people.

This is Song Miao's unique ability.

Seduce you to come to her, make you kneel down to her willingly, and then kick you away.

Great sadness and great joy.

Let you never forget it for the rest of your life.

He never understood how there could be such contradictory individuals in the world until——

I saw her running away in Tianteng last night.

He wanted to try and see if he could get this heartless woman back.

……

"call--"

Song Miao exhaled the last puff of cigarette and threw away the cigarette butt, slowly grinding it with her toes.

Will you survive?

Must survive!

She was right again, why should she spoil herself to make others happy.

"Get up, it's still cold." Shen Yan pulled someone up to push her into the car, "My friend has opened a new private restaurant, and I'll take you there. She lives like a fifty-year-old lady all day long."

Song Miao opened her half-closed coquettish eyes, and glanced at him, displeased.

"The fifty old lady is not as beautiful as you." Shen Yan pressed the car door for her to prevent her from hitting her head, closed the door, and sat back in the driver's seat before saying, "But the old lady seems to have lived longer than you."

Song Miao was annoyed, turned her head to the car door, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Shen Yan pressed the music button and put a blanket on her lap.

Song Miao opened her eyes suddenly, turned her head slightly to stare at him, and lowered her voice, "Don't touch me!"

"Tsk, the little girl is full of thorns."

Song Miao looked at him.

"All right, all right, don't say anything."

Shen Yan took out the toffee from his pocket and handed it to her, "You sleep."

Song Miao didn't answer.

Shen Yan stuffed her palm directly, stepped on the gas pedal suddenly, and begged softly: "Don't jump out of the car, I just bought it, you have no money to pay for it."

Song Miao snorted, put his hands in his pockets and continued to sleep.

Shen Suan stared at her from the corner of her eye, slightly pursing her lips.

……

Find a corner.

Shen Yan dragged the drowsy girl out of the car, squeezed her shoulder hard to wake her up.

"We're here, we're here, let's eat."

Song Miao took a deep breath, glanced sideways at his bald face, and said impatiently, "Big singer, do you want to be on the trending list?"

"Following you on Hot Search, I don't need to refute the rumors, and go to dinner." Shen Yan smiled, smiling without rules, looking very carefree.

Song Miao snorted lightly, and lowered her peaked cap.

It was the first time for Shen Yan to see someone who disliked him so much, his eyes became more interesting.

(End of this chapter)