Madam, president loves you secrectly

"I will!" he answered King's landing for the third time.

But it was also the most serious answer.

There was no happy expression on his face, but king's landing was completely happy.

"This is what you said. If you want it, you have to go to the end. In this way, my mother won't interfere and just let sissy and me do it."

"In this way, I can pursue my love."

If the gossip song Manxi hears his words, he must find out who his love is.

But now there is only Jun Xiao who doesn't care about his emotional history, so no one will ask.

As soon as the conversation between the two of them fell, Jun Xiao raised his eyes and saw the girl's side face not far away. She raised her head and looked at the starry sky attentively.

He leaned in the same position.

One up and one down.

The meteor shower across the sky dotted the whole night sky and rendered the night.

And he and she, on the same straight line, looked at the same beautiful scenery.

Song Manxi turned his face sideways and looked at Jun Xiao as if he had a soul.

She paused for a while, but soon recovered her smile, pointed to the sky and said to him, "brother Junxiao, look, meteor shower."

The girl and the fireflies around her also constitute a picture, no less than the meteor shower in the sky.

……

After seeing the meteor shower, song Manxi had a feeling.

Brother Junxiao treated her as if she was not as cold as when she first returned to Jiangcheng.

Jun Xiao will work in that restaurant at the weekend, and the rest of the time will come back here on her first day and meet his audio-visual store.

Because she has to ride her bike through here to and from school, she will see him just after work every time after school.

Friday.

Song Manxi, who ran into Jun Xiao again, saw the boy pushing his bike and parked under the big banyan tree from a distance.

She braked hastily.

Stop by Junxiao's side, and the schoolbag on one shoulder was thrown back by her.

She put down her bike and ran over.

"Brother Junxiao, are you off work?"

Jun Xiao pushed his bike and stared at her face slightly red because of sports.

"Well, you're riding so fast again. Your face is red and you're sweating."

Although all the words are reproaches, except song Manxi, who is heartless, others can see that it is doting.

He took a handkerchief from his pocket and reached out to wipe it off for her.

Originally, I wanted to do more intimate acts, but this is not a funny girl. Leng robbed it.

"Is there sweat? I wipe it myself."

Jun Xiao's brother's hand is playing the piano. She has been wronged by working to wash dishes. She doesn't want to torture those hands she admires very much.

Jun Xiao, who was robbed of his handkerchief, was also a little helpless, but he warned himself not to be discouraged.

It's still a long time before she can register for marriage.

"Manxi?"

They were not tired of being crooked, and the voice of a person they were not particularly familiar with sounded very untimely.

A little sharp.

"It's really you, Manxi. I just bought vegetables from the supermarket. I saw a figure from a distance. I was very familiar with it. I thought I was wrong."

When someone shouted, song Manxi subconsciously turned to look, and Jun Xiao on one side turned his head because of that "Manxi".

Time seems to be able to mark this moment!