College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 215 In case of 1, future men will not spoil her so much

Chapter 215 In case, the man in the future will not spoil her so much
"Okay, stay as long as you want in April." Chia embraced April and touched her arm: "Is it cold?"

The person in his arms shook his head.

In the end, there wasn't much to eat in the barbecue. Yan Qingge, the young master, was serving people for the first time, and filled the bowls in front of everyone with sour plum soup.

Chia Ya freed one hand, picked it up, and took a sip: "It's pretty good."

"How could there be bad things on the first floor?" Bo Xixuan also took a sip and said with a faint smile.

"That's true."

"Long-cherished wish, doesn't it taste right?" Qingge looked at the long-cherished wish and took a sip, then put it down, and asked.

"A little sour." Long-cherished bent her lips, lowered her eyebrows, and looked at the sour plum soup in front of her.

Sour things, the long-cherished wish has never been able to taste too much.

Yan Qingge frowned, lowered his head and took another sip. Although the sour plum soup was indeed quite sour, it should still be good, right?Thinking so, Yan Qingge looked at the long-cherished wish, but said otherwise: "Why don't you send something else up?"

"No, I'll just have a glass of red wine."

Chia patted Si Yue's arm: "Si Yue, sour plum soup, do you want to drink it?"

Si Yue didn't respond, but shrank even more into Chia Ya's arms.

"April."

"Could it be that he fell asleep?" Bo Xixuan raised his eyebrows.

Chia Ya lowered her head, but saw that Siyue closed her eyes and breathed evenly, he smiled: "It's true."

'It's quite windy at the top of this building, otherwise let's go, Chia Ya will send April back first. When Bo Xixuan spoke, his eyes turned to Song Jiao.

"What are you looking at me for?" Song Jiao paused as he tapped his fingers on the table.

"As the only sober lady present, it is very necessary to seek her opinion." His posture was elegant.

Song Jiao looked at Qian Ya, Qian Ya lowered her head, looking at Si Yue with tenderness in her eyes, that is something that no one can take away from her, it can't be compared to spoiling her.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Bo Xixuan with a smile: "Why don't you send Siyue back first, Xuan, you can stay here with me for a while."

When Chia Ya heard this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Song Jiao with an unclear meaning.

Bo Xixuan stretched out his hand suddenly, and gently stroked Song Jiao's blond hair.

Song Jiao lowered his brows, suddenly feeling sad like he was hurt by the scene.She raised her head again and raised her gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose: "Just talking, let's go."

"Does long-cherished wish drive?" Bo Xixuan asked.

Wish nods.

Before Bo Xixuan could speak, Qian Ya said, "Send us back to the villa in April first, and send Song Jiao back with a long-cherished wish."

Yan Qingge looked at Song Jiao, although he told Siyue when he came here that his car does not carry women, but after knowing each other for so long, even if Song Jiao was really rejected like other girls when they first met, but after so many years Oh, his cleanliness, bad habits, etc., have long been destroyed by Song Jiao. In short, Song Jiao is the only woman he can accept unconditionally except his demon mother!

Chia Ya looked at her long-cherished wish and asked.

Long cherished wish nodded.

"Let's go then."

Siyue was a little dizzy, but she wasn't really drunk, she woke up almost as soon as Chia Ya moved, raised her eyelids, and looked at Chia Ya: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going home, it's a bit cold up there, the wound on April's neck hasn't fully healed yet, so don't catch a cold."

"Brother, I can walk by myself." Her voice was soft because she was half asleep and half awake, which was very different from usual.

"Okay, close your eyes and go to sleep in April, brother can hold April."

Siyue really closed her eyes, but her mouth remained open: "Brother, you haven't recited me for a long time."

"Okay, whenever April wants my brother to recite it, he can recite it whenever he wants."

"If there is someone, will my brother feel ashamed?"

"No, April has always been my brother's pride."

"Okay." She curled her lips and fell asleep contentedly.

"Qianya, if you dote on him so much, if no man will dote on her like this in the future, will she not get used to it?"

"If I can't spoil her, how can I hand her over."

(End of this chapter)

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