The real daughter is studying again

"Isn't it good to live well? You just come to me to find a sense of existence."

Tired of being beaten, Shen Qingtang rubbed her hands with a cold tone.

"I'll give you a blowjob."

Song Wenjing held Shen Qingtang's hand, rubbed it and breathed on her.

Jiang Muning was beaten to the ground screaming, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"I'm just going the wrong way."

Even though Jiang Muning was in pain, his mouth was still stiff, and he stared straight at Shen Qingtang.

"Song Wenjing, book a bed for him."

Shen Qingtang put one hand into her trouser pocket, and she looked sideways at Song Wenjing.

"it is good."

Song Wenjing nodded, and then called the mental hospital.

The work efficiency over there is very fast, and the person came within half an hour.

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"This is the car from the mental hospital. Did someone mentally ill come to our school?"

"It's a bit scary. It's actually quite scary for a mental patient to go crazy."

"It's the first time I've encountered this kind of thing, and I'm a little curious."

"Let's go, let's go and see the excitement."

"..."

"..."

The car of the mental hospital also has a unique logo, which attracted many people's eyes when it drove to the school.

"I'm not sick, I'm really not sick."

When Jiang Muning was pushed into the car, he yelled that he was not sick.

"Sick people always say they are not sick."

Song Wenjing added, staring at Jiang Muning coldly.

"I'm really not sick. I'm all normal. I can go to the hospital for a test."

Jiang Muning panicked in an instant, he kept struggling, trying to get free.

"Is Jiang Muning not sick?"

Shen Qingtang scanned the crowd, and she sneered.

"I don't know, I just know that he hasn't been normal during this time."

"Yeah, he's been talking about it lately."

"It seems that since Shen Jingjing entered, his behavior will be unbelievable."

"Yes, yes, I can attest to that."

"I'm his roommate, he recently..."

"..."

Some people came forward to testify about Jiang Muning's mental disorder.

Anyway, what he did later was incredible.

Jiang Muning was finally pushed into the car.

"It feels like the air is much fresher."

Shen Qingtang stretched her waist, watching the car from the mental hospital gradually go away.

Without Shen Jingjing and Jiang Muning's biggest obstacle, she will most likely live a very relaxed life in the future.

"um, yes."

Song Wenjing hugged Shen Qingtang into her arms.

However, the hero and heroine are the darlings in the book, Shen Qingtang still felt that this was resolved too quickly.

Kind of impractical.

"Song Wenjing, I'm homesick."

The two sat side by side by the lake, Shen Qingtang looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and spoke in a low voice.

I am homesick.

There are also many people she cares about over there, such as the group of old men in the scientific research institute.

They treated her like their granddaughter.

Over there, she still has her best friend.

So yeah, it's still worth remembering.

"We'll be back."

Song Wenjing hugged Shen Qingtang into his arms, and he patted her on the back lightly.

He is not worth looking forward to in that world, but it is good to have Shen Qingtang.

"Tangtang, if there is really no other way, if you really want to go back, I think I can..."

Song Wenjing stared seriously into Shen Qingtang's eyes, and he held Shen Qingtang's left hand with an extraordinarily sincere tone.

If Shen Qingtang needed it, he could sacrifice himself.

"Shh, don't say that."

Shen Qingtang covered Song Wenjing's mouth, and she shook her head gently.

Those words are unlucky, and it is not good to say them.

"Tangtang, I'm not joking."

Song Wenjing took Shen Qingtang's hand away, his expression extremely serious.

Nothing to joke about.

He is serious.

"I really."

"Either go back together, or stay here together."

Shen Qingtang held Song Wenjing's hand, and she smiled at Song Wenjing.

When she liked someone before, she always felt that she was the most comfortable when she was alone. She had seen too many love stories, so she never expected to fall in love before.

Now talking with Song Wenjing, he is really nice, so she won't let go.

There is also that sentence, either not together, or holding each other's hand and not letting go.

"it is good."

Song Wenjing smiled, the smile on her lips was extraordinarily satisfied.

With Shen Qingtang's words, he was really happy.

He always felt that the love between himself and Shen Qingtang was unequal, and he liked Shen Qingtang too deeply.

He just wanted to do a better job, to give Shen Qingtang the best she could, and to be meticulous, so that Shen Qingtang would not leave him.

She cared too much about Shen Qingtang.

He was afraid that Shen Qingtang didn't like him deeply enough, so he would break up easily.

"Song Wenjing, do you think I don't like you?"

Leaning on Song Wenjing's shoulder, Shen Qingtang gently closed her eyes.

It seemed that Song Wenjing was always fulfilling her wishes, and rarely asked her anything.

His request is limited to, accompany him, eat with him, and date him.

"I... I'm just afraid that you don't like me that much."

Song Wenjing lowered his eyes, and he was silent for a while.

Shen Qingtang liked him, he could feel it.

But hey, there are many kinds of liking, and there are also many levels.

He wasn't sure how many layers of Shen Qingtang's liking for him were, and he was afraid that he was just that insignificant layer.

"Fool, from the moment I decided to be with you, I never thought about breaking up."

"Of course, this is based on the fact that you haven't made any mistakes in principle."

Shen Qingtang reached out and pinched Song Wenjing's cheek, her eyes were filled with a smile.

Yes, I like Song Wenjing very much.

"Tangtang, can I kiss you?"

Song Wenjing stared at Shen Qingtang's lips, his voice was low.

"You're welcome."

Shen Qingtang smiled, and lightly kissed Song Wenjing's lips.

Touched and left.

Well, we have been in love for so long, and have received many kisses. When Song Wenjing wanted to kiss her, he would still ask her.

Song Wenjing turned over Shen Qingtang's face, clasped the back of her head with her right hand, and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

The two were kissing passionately, their noses filled with each other's scent.

Deep in love, Song Wenjing's hands became more and more restless.

"Tangtang, can you?"

Song Wenjing hugged Shen Qingtang, his voice was a bit forbearing.

"Um... OK."

Shen Qingtang only felt that her head was dizzy and her body was too limp.

"I bought a house near the school, let's go there now, okay?"

Song Wenjing asked Shen Qingtang for his opinion.

"……it is good."

Shen Qingtang's tone was extremely soft, and her face was flushed.

With Shen Qingtang's consent, Song Wenjing strode away with Shen Qingtang in his arms.

Shen Qingtang buried her head in Song Wenjing's chest, she felt her face was hot.

(End of this chapter)