So Mi Chengyun simply turned his head to drive seriously and didn't look at Song Xiyue's eyes. In this way, he didn't have to see song Xiyue's eyes, "what are you going to do?"

"Let Zhu Anxiang write something to Gu Xiaoyang, and then say where I spent money to buy it. How about it?" Song Xiyue feels that her IQ is really getting higher and higher. It's almost hopeless. Youmuyou!

"That's all I can do." Mi Chengyun nodded and agreed with song Xiyue.

Although this idea is not very good, it is not bad.

"Am I smart?"

"Yes." Mi Chengyun replied indifferently.

He couldn't bear to expose song Xiyue's happy appearance, so he cooperated with song Xiyue a little.

I didn't expect this guy to keep his proud and petite expression until he went home. It's really admirable for her. How can she have such a good perseverance?

Such an expression can last so long.

"Why did you come back? In order to wait for you to come back for dinner, I'm almost hungry." Zhu Anxiang's complaining little eyes looked at Mi Chengyun and song Xiyue. He looked at the table. The delicious food on that table had been eager for a long time, but they had to wait until Mi Chengyun and song Xiyue came.

"I know you're the best. We won't lose a piece of meat later, will we?" Song Xiyue ran towards Zhu Anxiang and half leaned on Zhu Anxiang's side, holding Zhu Anxiang's arm tightly with both hands.

"Song Xiyue, do you have a fever?"

As soon as song Xiyue's words came out, Zhu Anxiang immediately felt something wrong. Either song Xiyue had a fever, or song Xiyue had another purpose.

"No fever." Song Xiyue touched his forehead, determined the temperature, and then seriously told Zhu Anxiang that he had no fever.

"Well, go ahead. What can I do for you?"

"Hey, how do you know I'm looking for you?" Song Xiyue looked at Zhu Anxiang with adoring eyes. He even knew that he had something to find him. It was really great.

Zhu Anxiang wiped the sweat on his forehead with another free hand. He really couldn't bear to say that songxiyue was stupid, because she was stupid enough. If he disliked her stupid again, he was afraid that she would be really stupid to the point of hopelessness.

But I have to admit, this guy is really... Not smart!

Her expression is always written on her face. As long as she is a person with clear eyes, she can see it at a glance. He is not blind, of course he can see it.

Moreover, there is a saying that no matter how courteous you are, you must be a traitor or a thief. Song Xiyue usually doesn't look for someone to act as a spoiled child, so she must have asked him to do so.

After analyzing so much, Zhu Anxiang felt that he had experienced a brainstorming, but in front of song Xiyue, he still turned into a simple sentence, "see."

In fact, song Xiyue is not very interested in how Zhu Anxiang knows this, so no matter what Zhu Anxiang says, she is OK.

What she is thinking about now is to cut directly into the subject? Or would it be better to have a dogleg for a while?

The success rate of the former does not seem to be very high, so song Xiyue decisively chose the latter.

"Come on, canlie, now we're all here to eat." Song Xiyue took Zhu Anxiang and sat down next to the table.

Here, songxiyue seems to have become a boss. No matter what she does, almost no one will have any objection, so now songxiyue takes the lead in proposing to eat, and no one dares to say no.

Everyone sat down at the table and prepared to eat.

"Canlie, come on, sit down, don't move, let me help you with your dinner." Song Xiyue saw with sharp eyes that Zhu Anxiang was going to serve rice, so she immediately grabbed the rice bowl from Zhu Anxiang's hand and helped him serve rice by herself.

Others also looked at Song Xiyue foolishly, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

"Xiyue, did she take the wrong medicine?" Ling yuankui said that song Xiyue's abnormal behavior was unacceptable.

"Did she fall and hit her head today?" Cong Haonan also added.

In fact, he is not very good at saying such vicious words, but now he is really shocked by song Xiyue.

"Very likely." Bai Keyuan expressed deep agreement with Ling yuankui and Cong Haonan's conjecture.

Several people looked at Mi Chengyun. Who let Mi Chengyun contact song Xiyue the most, and he was still a classmate at school. He must know what song Xiyue is going to do.

Kemi promised, but silently shrugged his shoulders and looked innocently at his brothers, "I don't know anything. Don't ask me."

In order to get rid of his relationship, MI Chengyun decided to just look at Song Xiyue's dog leg quietly.

"Canlie, eat more. You're welcome." After putting a big bowl of rice in front of Zhu Anxiang, song Xiyue picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a lot of dishes for Zhu Anxiang.

Although those dishes are not necessarily Zhu Anxiang's favorite, what song Xiyue can guarantee is that they are all her own favorite.

Zhu Anxiang is scared to death by song Xiyue. No! Should be scared to cry.

Although there was a feeling of being flattered at the beginning, now this feeling seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and has turned into an inexplicable fear.

"Xiyue, just say it. I can't afford it." Zhu Anxiang quickly picked up his rice bowl. The provincial songxiyue added more ingredients to his rice bowl. Those dishes were almost piled into a hill. Zhu Anxiang was not sure whether he could finish eating.

"Oh, you eat first. When you're full, we'll talk slowly." Song Xiyue refused to say it now.

She decided to wait until Zhu Anxiang ate all these things. In this case, Zhu Anxiang ate all of them. If she wanted to go back, there was no way!

Then song Xiyue continued to be attentive, and the attentive Zhu Anxiang was soon aroused a burst of goose bumps.

Oh, my God! Give him a break!

Finally after dinner, Zhu Anxiang had a feeling that he could finally be liberated. He put down his chopsticks and looked at Song Xiyue, who was smiling beside him. "What's the matter?"

"Well, do you remember the friend who went to the TV station with me last time?" Song Xiyue blinked at Zhu Anxiang.

"That girl..." Zhu Anxiang raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, trying to recall the original scene. He remembered that a girl came to the back lounge of the TV station with song Xiyue, and he was also song Xiyue's good friend.

But Zhu Anxiang couldn't remember the girl's face, but looking at Song Xiyue's looking forward eyes, he was embarrassed to put it bluntly, so he pretended that he still remembered very clearly, looked at Song Xiyue and nodded, "well, remember, what's the matter?"

It turned out that Zhu Anxiang still remembered Gu Xiaoyang. Song Xiyue felt that Gu Xiaoyang really didn't love the wrong person. Her excited hands firmly held Zhu Anxiang's hand, "I knew you wouldn't forget her. She was very cute, wasn't she!"

Zhu Anxiang couldn't remember the girl's face at all, but seeing song Xiyue's face for verification, he finally had to go against his conscience and nodded, "cute."

This is what Zhu Anxiang said most against his heart in his life!

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Xiyue was so excited that she quickly stuffed the envelope and a pen she had prepared early in the morning into Zhu Anxiang's hand, "so can you help me write her a few words? She likes you very much, but recently she's a little unhappy because of some things. Can you help me comfort her?"

"Me?" Zhu Anxiang was suddenly by Lei's outer Jiao and inner Nen. He couldn't believe what song Xiyue said.

He doesn't know that girl at all. How can he comfort him?

"Yes, of course it's you. If my own comfort is useful, why should I come to you?" Song Xiyue nodded to Zhu Anxiang very seriously and dashed all his last hope.

"But I don't know her. What should I write?" Zhu Anxiang looked at Song Xiyue with confused eyes. He didn't know where to start.

"People say that fans are blind to their idols. Anyway, her idol is you. What you say is what you say, so just write a little." Song Xiyue waved her hand, very forthright.

Then he ignored Zhu Anxiang and ran to watch TV.

Because her dog leg time has come, now the task is completed, and all the next things are left to Zhu Anxiang. Of course, she can watch TV.

Bai Keyuan comfortingly patted Zhu Anxiang on the shoulder, "you are so miserable. Fortunately, her good friend doesn't like me, otherwise I must be in pain."

He's really glad he escaped.

Zhu Anxiang looked at others for help. Help! Somebody help him!

"Canlie, just write a little perfunctory." As a captain, fan Hongxuan really loves Zhu Anxiang, so he gave him such an idea.

As for how to write, it still depends on Zhu Anxiang himself.

Zhu Anxiang said that he was naive and "treated him well"! I'll punish him for doing his homework this big night. What the hell is it!

Although Zhu Anxiang's heart was full of deep resentment, he finally obediently wrote some comfort to the girl who had forgotten her appearance on the stationery given to him by song Xiyue according to what song Xiyue said.

The next day, song Xiyue contentedly took the letter that forced Zhu Anxiang to write last night and went to school.

The first thing to do in the classroom was to give the letter to Gu Xiaoyang, "Xiaoyang, this is yours."

"Mine?"

Gu Xiaoyang was surprised and took the envelope song Xiyue handed him. Some couldn't believe it. Who would write to him.

But when Gu Xiaoyang saw the familiar signature at the bottom of the envelope, it exploded in an instant!

"Is it Zhu Anxiang's?!"

The excited expression can accurately see how happy Gu Xiaoyang is.