Chapter 016 Three Choices
Song Boxian was stunned and stunned for a moment. His Chinese was not bad, and his Korean was not bad either under Zhang Zhexi's "education".
"Ahem..."
Nangong Xiyue arrived like a savior and interrupted Han Shijia's next words. Han Shijia was a little sullen, but at this moment she was blushing like an actor whose trick had been revealed. Before Nangong Xiyue could speak, Han Shijia whispered in Song Boxian's ear. He blew a gentle breath and then ran into the store as if he was saying goodbye.
When they passed by Nangong Xiyue, the two people's eyes were full of hostility towards each other.
Of course, Song Boxian didn't know about this situation. After taking a deep breath, he gratefully handed over to Nangong Xiyue: "Nangong, you came at the right time, otherwise I would be in big trouble."
Nangong Xiyue walked down the stairs and looked at Song Boxian with a joking expression as she walked: "Hey, squad leader, you can't tell. It turns out that the long distance you usually keep with Han Shijia is used to hide the truth from others. This is You are very good at using the Thirty-Six Stratagems."
"Where do you mean what you said?" Song Boxian quickly waved his hand: "Luckily you came in time, otherwise you would really offend someone."
"Tell me, what did Han Shijia tell you?"
Song Baixian looked embarrassed. Can he say this?
Unexpectedly, Nangong Xiyue looked him up and down, then made a cut and said casually: "You can think of it without using your brain. Han Shijia must have confessed to you, right?"
Song Boxian chuckled and touched his head and said, "Nangong, your second-best IQ is really not for nothing."
Nangong Xiyue's expression gradually became indifferent, and she asked: "Song Boxian, have you agreed?"
Nangong Xiyue called him this name during the beginning of school. Most of the semester had passed. It was the first time he heard her call him this. Song Boxian, who felt something was wrong with her aura, quickly laughed and said: "How can you? It’s not that I don’t know my situation. I have a sister, and her parents are working in Xizhou. The whole family is counting on me to get ahead. Who can take a fancy to me?”
"I can..."
Although Nangong Xiyue spoke very quietly, Song Boxian still heard something, but it was not very clear: "What did you say?"
Nangong Xiyue was immediately embarrassed, and then waved her hand: "Don't interrupt, continue."
Song Boxian did not pursue further, and said mysteriously: "I usually like gossip. You know Zhang Zhexi, the squad leader of the second class who is in the same dormitory with me, that guy is from Goryeo Prefecture, and he knows Han Shijia. Han Shijia is from Hanyang. A talented person in the government, I heard from Zhang Zhexi that Han Shijia’s family..."
As Song Boxian approached Nangong Xiyue, he whispered in a slightly mysterious voice: "The Han family in our family is the long history of the Jin Dynasty. That status, my God, is so big..."
"Shh..." Song Boxian made a silent gesture: "You should keep a low profile. We can't afford to offend the Han family. To tell you the truth, Han Shijia did confess to me before, but because of what I just said about her, The reason for your family background is not something I can climb up to. I can't afford to offend you. In the previous scene, it doesn't matter whether you refuse or not. If you hadn't arrived in time, damn..."
Nangong Xiyue had a look of disgust on her face: "Look at you, have you seen the swollen bureaucratic family in the past two hundred years of our Ming Dynasty? You, an ordinary citizen, are still afraid of offending a bureaucrat? Others, such as the lord Chang Shi, are too lazy to Take care of you..."
"It is precisely because of this that we cannot offend anyone. As the saying goes, it is better to offend a villain than a woman..."
"Hey Song Boxian, I don't like hearing this anymore. In your eyes, a woman is worse than a villain..."
"What the hell..." Song Boxian waved his hand, and then said loudly: "Hey Nangong, I didn't offend you. I just thanked you for coming. How did it end up being a meeting for you to criticize me?"
"Who criticizes whom?"
Liu Zixi walked out of the door of Shangweiju with a wine glass in hand: "How can I say who is missing? As soon as I went out, I saw that you two important people are still here whispering."
"Yes, the savior is here again," Song Boxian laughed: "Class assistant, don't say anything anymore. Let's go in and have a drink. I'll salute you personally."
For some unknown reason during the banquet, the girls who were usually close to Han Shijia stood up to toast Song Boxian, while the girls in the same dormitory as Nangong Xiyue followed the script one after another. After a while, Song Boxian felt I drank too much.
Before being helped out by Liu Zixi to vomit, Song Boxian vaguely saw Han Shijia and Nangong Xiyue having a drinking contest.
"This guy... ugh..."
Before walking to the toilet, halfway down the road, Song Boxian could no longer hold back and ejaculated. Liu Zixi, who was holding him up, was affected, and the clothes on his left arm were affected.
"oops..."
Liu Zixi was greatly disgusted and kept complaining that Song Boxian was not authentic. At this time, Zhang Yujuan also walked out of the bathroom and happened to look at the embarrassing scene of the two of them.
"Oh, why did it happen like this? Hurry up and clean it up..."
Liu Zixi also drank, but he had been keeping the crowd busy because of his good drinking capacity, but now he was at the end of his game. After discussing with Zhang Yujuan, the three of them went back first and sent a text message to the class group to ask the class committee members to pay first. , wait until Song Boxian wakes up to pay the bill tomorrow.
The three of them took a ride back and went straight to Zhang Yujuan's apartment.
As soon as he entered the apartment, Song Boxian was drunk and said: "Old man, tell your parents later that I won't go to the cram school. Go, go to my room and bring my pajamas. I'll make do with the sofa tonight." So as not to throw up on the bed.”
Liu Zixi and Zhang Yujuan looked at each other. It was obvious that this guy was talking while drinking and thought he had gone home.
"You look at him, I'll get him some water to wash his face..."
"Sister Aijuan, give me one of your clothes. My clothes are no longer good and they were affected by him. I put them in your washing machine for disposal."
"Okay, let's do this. I'll take a shower first, and then you can come back and wait for me to take care of Xiaoxian after you've finished..."
"The clothes have been brought to the guest room for you..."
Liu Zixi felt sore all over and felt something rising in her stomach, but she still managed to hold it back and staggered to Zhang Yujuan's guest room, where she took off her clothes and prepared to put on her pajamas and take a shower.
Just at this moment, the unlocked guest room door was opened. Liu Zixi thought it was Zhang Yujuan who came in, so she said: "Sister Juan, these pajamas look a little tight on your chest..."
I turned around and saw that it was not Zhang Yujuan who came in, but Song Boxian...
"ah..."
Song Boxian looked at the white snow in front of him in confusion, then shook his body and said: "How many times have I told you not to change clothes in my room? If you dare to change in my room next time, I will beat you to death... "
As he spoke, Song Boxian stepped forward and put his arm around Liu Zixi's shoulders, smiling: "Go away..."
Liu Zixi was furious and was about to explode when she saw that Song Boxian was already lying on the bed, and his underwear and the stockings he had just taken off were firmly pressed under him.
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
Liu Zixi couldn't move Song Boxian by himself, so he thought about calling Zhang Yujuan, then thought of this embarrassing scene, and then decided to give up and wait until this guy wakes up tomorrow.
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"Hey, where is Xiaoxian?"
After taking a shower, Zhang Yujuan wrapped her hair. Seeing that Song Boxian was not on the sofa, and Liu Zixi had just come out of the guest room, she said: "He...what? Just now he said sleeping on the sofa was uncomfortable, so I asked him to sleep in the guest room." , Sister Juan, doesn’t your house have three rooms? I’ll take a shower and go to the other one later. You go to bed first..."
"Okay, I also drank a lot. Now I feel dizzy after taking a shower. I have to go to bed quickly. There is a meeting in ten days tomorrow."
There was no trash can in the guest room. Zhang Yujuan was already lying down in a daze. Thinking of this, she was worried that Song Boxian, who was in the guest room in the middle of the night, would vomit again and it would be inconvenient to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. So she still resisted getting up and took it from the warehouse. Set up a trash can and go to the east guest room.
The lights in the west guest room had just been turned off, and Liu Zixi had just finished taking a shower and lay down.
Zhang Yujuan quietly opened the door and saw Song Boxian lying on the bed without even taking off his shoes. She walked to the bed, put down the trash can, took off his shoes and put them aside, then leaned in front of the bed and tried to Get Song Baoxian onto the bed, with most of his body falling out of the bed.
Perhaps because Song Boxian was too heavy, Zhang Yujuan, who was struggling to straighten Song Boxian, accidentally lost her feet, and her whole body was thrown towards Song Boxian. Out of a normal human reaction, Zhang Yujuan used her hand to support her and moved her whole body to the right. , her head accidentally hit the head of the bed. At this moment, Zhang Yujuan, who was already slightly drowsy, fainted immediately.
Song Boxian had a dream. In the dream, he kept working at the construction site. When it was time to eat, the light shone on two big meat buns in the bowl, one for each hand. He couldn't finish eating, until he couldn't eat anymore in his dream, and was unwilling to let go of the remaining buns from his hands.
Perhaps it was because he ate too many steamed buns in the dream to hold up his stomach. Song Baoxian felt unbearably thirsty. He opened his eyes suddenly and thought about getting up to look for water, but he always felt that the thing in his hand was not right. It was not what he was holding. Have buns?
The room was dark. Song Boxian continued to touch the things in his hands. He was suddenly stunned for a long time, and then he weighed them gently, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"This is... belly... no, this is heartbeat..."
Song Boxian muttered silently, turned to look at a faint green light on the wall, stretched out his hand to touch it, and heard a snapping sound, and the bedside lamp turned on.
Song Boxian took a closer look and found that he stayed where he was, motionless...
In front of him, the class teacher Zhang Yujuan was wearing a sky blue nightgown and a thin pink nightgown underneath. The buttons of the nightgown were unbuttoned at some point. What he was touching with his hands earlier was Zhang Yujuan's. ..
Song Baixian stood up with excitement. Using the light, he saw a pair of purple stockings and a pink underwear on the bed...
"broken..."
