Become the Apex of the Black Tyrant CEO

Song Jinxi laughed dryly.

“I’m sorry. I’m just used to saying greetings when I’m nervous.” She said, “… Actually, when I first came to school in the morning, there were very few people in the classroom. One of the classmates told me about you and said that your name is Shen Liuchen. “

Shen Liuchen did not seem to be satisfied with this answer.

His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze made Song Jinxi’s back felt cold.

She didn’t understand what she had said wrong that made the male god look at her in this way.

The pitch black eyes that reflected her small shadow, as if seeing her thoroughly.

Song Jinxi gave a dry smile, bit the bullet and said, “My name is Song Jinxi, Song of the Song Dynasty, Jin of the beautiful brocade, Xi of the things.”

After her introduction, she unexpectedly got Shen Liuchen’s question.

“Pet name, Xixi?” His voice was cold and the final tone rose slightly.

She doesn’t know why, when the word ‘Xixi’ came out of his mouth, it seemed to have substance, like a shallow and warm stream, gradually flowing into her ears.

The tingling feeling spreads all over her body.

When they met ‘eight years ago’, they spent too little time together. Only a little more than half a day’s time.

Shen Liuchen didn’t ask her name. She was probably too excited and nervous at that time, and forgot to introduce her name to him.

So, it was the first time he called her like this.

The low voice of the question seems to be a little gentle.

Song Jinxi’s infatuated heart is almost hooked. She feels that the tip of her heart is always itchy.

It’s like it has been brushed by some feather.

She blushed a little and said, “You can call me that way… But this nickname is usually only called by someone who is familiar with me. “

After that, seeing that Shen Liuchen’s face did not change, she hastily added: “We two are at the same table. In the future, we will spend two years of studying hard together. We are considered acquaintances. You can also call me ‘Xixi’. “

The olive branch of friendship was thrown out by her, but the other side didn’t gave any respond.

Instead, he asked a question that confused her.

“Were you short when you were a child?”

Song Jinxi’s face was crossed with a black line, wondering if she had heard it wrong.

But the male god didn’t mean to repeat the question at all. He was still staring at her, as if waiting for her to answer.

Song Jinxi once again bit the bullet hard: “Not short.”

Seeing Shen Liuchen’s eyes flashed a trace of disbelief, she was sure that she probably did not hear it wrong, and she suddenly became a little unhappy.

Did the male god detested her for being short?

She explained to herself: “I am tall since I was still a child. When I was in primary school, I always sat in the last row because of my height. When I was in sixth grade, I was 1.59 meter tall… However, I didn’t grow much later. Up to now, it’s only 1.63 meter. It only grows one centimeter a year on average… “

But she saw Shen Liuchen’s thin lips were slightly pursed and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

There is even still a little bit of doubt in him.

She had a feeling that she really guessed it right just now. Did he want to use her height to suppress her?

But, why?

There seems to be no grudge between them, right?

Is it just because she wanted to be his deskmate regardless of his will, so he wanted to mock her for being short?

The question is, is she short now?

Girls in one meter sixties should still be considered okay. If they are any taller, they can be supermodels already.

Song Jinxi pinched her chin and thought for a long time but she couldn’t figure out the reason, so she decided to put this question aside for the time being.

Her most important job now is to have a good relationship with the male god, so that she can ‘get down to business’ in the future.