The real daughter is studying again

Could it be that Song Wenjing is engaging in sexism?
Thinking of this, Shen Jingjing felt much more comfortable in her heart.

"No, it was Song Wenjing who took the initiative to ask Lin Xingchuan to solve the problem."

Zhou Jiao shook her head, and she spoke in a down-to-earth manner.

Shen Jingjing was a little dazed, "Huh?"

What's the situation?
How could Song Wenjing be so proactive?
is not it……

Suddenly a bad premonition emerged in her heart, and even the way she looked at Lin Xingchuan and Song Wenjing began to feel a little strange.

Horror, but also a little bit of ecstasy.

Does this mean... Song Wenjing doesn't like Shen Qingtang anymore?
"Secretly, Song Wenjing seems to like Shen Qingtang."

Zhou Jiao approached Shen Jingjing, and she spoke cautiously, not daring to make it loud.

She seems to be a child who just learned a secret, a little gossip.

"what?"

Hearing this, Shen Jingjing's face changed suddenly, her eyes widened suddenly.

What is Zhou Jiao talking about?
What does Zhou Jiao mean?
"Only Song Wenjing seems to like Shen Qingtang, I accidentally found out."

"Lin Xingchuan went to Shen Qingtang to ask questions, and then Song Wenjing said that Lin Xingchuan could come to him to ask questions, and even took the first place in the exam to prove that he could solve problems that Lin Xingchuan didn't understand."

Zhou Jiao spoke in a low voice, she secretly looked in the direction of Song Wenjing and Lin Xingchuan from the corner of her eye.

She was surprised by this discovery, she really didn't expect it.

No wonder Song Wenjing changed his mind recently.

When you like someone, you are indeed willing to change for him.

Shen Jingjing's expression turned even worse, she looked at Zhou Jiao in disbelief, and clenched her hands tightly.

Does Song Wenjing really like Shen Qingtang?

"Jingjing, did your sister tell you about this?"

Girls are always easy to gossip, Zhou Jiao looked at Shen Jingjing, and she asked softly.

"I don't have a good relationship with her."

Shen Jingjing quickly adjusted her emotions. She bit her lip lightly, her tone revealing a little helplessness.

In my heart, I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Why is Shen Qingtang?

"That's right, let me tell you..."

Zhou Jiao began to analyze in a logical manner. She liked to analyze these things when she was a student. If the analysis is correct, she will feel a sense of accomplishment.

"It seems that love can also make people move forward."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Jiao turned her eyes to Song Wenjing again, and she sighed slightly.

Among other things, she was really envious of Shen Qingtang, that she was actually liked by such a person.

What about Song Wenjing? In addition, at least Song Wenjing will make changes for Shen Qingtang.

"My sister has always been good, she deserves it."

Shen Jingjing took a deep breath, she pursed her lips slightly, and said out of conscience.

Zhou Jiao didn't answer, but kept her eyes on Lin Xingchuan.

Lin Xingchuan is also very good, she still needs to work hard and work harder.

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"Tangtang, I want to see your pink love letter, okay?"

As soon as the bell rang after school in the afternoon, Song Wenjing flashed into the classroom of class [-], and walked towards Shen Qingtang with long legs under the suspicious eyes of everyone.

He naturally sat beside Shen Qingtang, propped his chin and looked at Shen Qingtang with a smile in his eyes.

He had been thinking about Shen Qingtang's pink "love letter" for many days, and today he finally couldn't help it.

"Are you sick?"

Shen Qingtang frowned, and slapped Song Wenjing on the shoulder.

Convinced, where did she get the love letter?

Could it be that Song Wenjing has a serious illness and is neurotic.

"Yes, I'm sick, and the medicine is the love letter."

"After reading it, I was completely cured, so Tangtang let me have a look."

Song Wenjing was grinning, with a smile in his eyes, he stretched out his hand and shook Shen Qingtang's arm, with a look of anticipation on his face.

The tone was a little coquettish.

Shen Qingtang: "???"

"What love letter?"

After a while, Shen Qingtang let go.

Song Wenjing, "It's the pink one."

"You said this?"

Shen Qingtang fumbled in the drawer, and finally took out a letter, which was the one Yan Qinxue gave her.

"That's right, that's it."

Song Wenjing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to open them to look.

"Hey hey hey."

After reading it, he smirked.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Shen Qingtang looked at Song Wenjing with her chin propped up, she had a half-smile.

"Well, I'm cured after reading it."

Song Wenjing chuckled, and returned the letter to Shen Qingtang with a smile.

The corner of Shen Qingtang's mouth twitched slightly.

"I didn't think you wrote it to someone else, I thought it was the dog man who wrote it to you."

Song Wenjing looked at Shen Qingtang aggrievedly, and he said weakly, his tone was very light.

I was really afraid that some doggy man would appear suddenly and pry Shen Qingtang away.

Shen Qingtang sneered twice, "Hehe."

"Let's go, let me treat you to dinner."

Song Wenjing helped Shen Qingtang carry his schoolbag, and he was in a happy mood.

"No, I'll go back and eat."

Shen Qingtang shook her head, she had already planned what to have for dinner.

"Then you invite me to eat?"

Song Wenjing put his face closer shamelessly, and he laughed.

Shen Qingtang's thin lips parted lightly, "Get lost!"

Having seen shameless people before, Shen Qingtang expressed that she really wanted to throw Song Wenjing out.

The author was quite speechless, unexpectedly, he didn't fully portray Song Wenjing's character.

"If you don't get out, I want to cling to you."

Song Wenjing was still smiling, and he blinked at Shen Qingtang.

Shen Qingtang, "Crazy."

"Since you say I'm sick, then I'm sick."

Song Wenjing followed Shen Qingtang's words, smiling playfully.

Shen Qingtang said that she didn't really want to communicate with Song Wenjing.

"So are you treating me to dinner, or am I treating you to dinner?"

Song Wenjing still propped his chin to look at Shen Qingtang, he was smiling, his eyes were full of smiles.

Shen Qingtang glared at Song Wenjing, got up and left.

Song Wenjing carried Shen Qingtang's bag and followed behind.

"I want to eat Haidilao."

After a while, Shen Qingtang said.

"Okay, arrange."

Song Wenjing laughed all of a sudden, with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

Come on, he is very happy to have dinner with Shen Qingtang.

Satisfied.

"Song Wenjing, what do you like about me, can I change my career?"

Looking at Song Wenjing like a fool, Shen Qingtang really hesitated to speak.

Convinced, what about the stereotype?

Where did the stereotype go?

Shen Qingtang didn't dislike Song Wenjing's treatment, otherwise Shen Qingtang would have felt that she would give up if she followed Song Wenjing's behavior.

"But it's you, Shen Qingtang, who I like. No matter what you become, I will like you."

Song Wenjing suddenly became serious, and he stared at Shen Qingtang seriously.