Chapter 490
It's just that he found that Song Zhiying seemed to like the thrill of being sneaky, so he also accompanied her and pretended not to know.

Song Zhiying knew that she had to turn out, but the height of her window was almost up to her chest, and there was nothing to step on underneath, which was very difficult for her height.

If she forced herself to turn over, I'm afraid her posture would be unsightly. Song Zhiying is still a little girl who cares about face even when she is a little drunk.

Just when Song Zhiying was thinking about how to turn it over in a better way, Jun Yao stretched out his hand to her and made a gesture of hugging.

Song Zhiying: "Huh?"

"I'll take you out," Jun Yao said.

"It's so tall, can you do it?" Song Zhiying asked a reasonable question.

It's just that men can't say no, the more Song Zhiying said that, the more excited Jun Yao was.

So Jun Yao didn't wait for Song Zhiying's answer, he put his hands under her arms, and carried Song Zhiying out of the window as easily as if he was carrying a chicken.

Song Zhiying was not ready just now, she just felt that her body lost weight, and when she realized it, she was already outside the window.

Jun Yao withdrew his hands, put them on his chest, and looked at Song Zhiying leisurely, as if he was saying, see if I can do it.

Song Zhiying said that Jun Yao is not only good at it, he is simply too good at it, just now it feels like playing some game facilities in an amusement park, I didn't expect Jun Yao to be so strong.

Song Zhiying nodded excitedly, she already found it very exciting and fun.

Under the moonlight, Jun Yao looked at Song Zhiying.

I saw that she was wearing a lavender skirt now, her hair was loosely loose, and the hair was blowing gently with the evening wind.This picture should be very beautiful, of course, this is only when Song Zhiying's clothes are well dressed.

Seeing that Song Zhiying's skirt was crumpled, and the laces on the outside were all tied in the wrong places, even Jun Yao couldn't help but feel a headache after seeing it.

"Did you wear this clothes yourself?" Jun Yao asked.

"Yeah, you don't know, women's dresses are troublesome. I just tied them for a long time." Song Zhiying didn't know why Junyao was asking this question, but she still replied obediently.

Jun Yao rubbed his forehead, no wonder, this little girl probably didn't wear clothes by herself at all.

"Okay, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, be careful to be discovered by Tang Momo and Qingzhi, let's go now." Song Zhiying couldn't wait, and was about to move forward.

"Wait, wait." Jun Yao hastily grabbed Song Zhiying's arm.

"What's wrong?" Song Zhiying looked at Jun Yao suspiciously, "You don't mean to go back on your word, do you?"

Jun Yao saw that Song Zhiying's face suddenly changed, so he also felt a little funny, and he said helplessly: "No, it's because your dress is not arranged properly."

Song Zhiying followed Jun Yao's eyes and saw that the laces of her clothes were in a mess, like a mess.But Song Zhiying doesn't care about these things now, she just wants to go to the place where there are fireflies to ride horses.

"It's fine, as long as the clothes don't fall off." Song Zhiying waved her hands boldly, as if she didn't care at all.

(End of this chapter)

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