Chapter 035 I am still an innocent boy
Song Boxian never dreamed that he would get 250,000 yuan after taking a huge risk to attend an oiran competition, so he was still a little uncomfortable when Lou Zaixing transferred the money to him.
However, at this moment, he had already taken advantage of the darkness to go home. As for his old cousin, he accepted Xu Shengying's favor and went to Yanlailou to find an acquaintance to play poker with them.
Before he got home, Song Boxian received a WeChat message from Lou Zaixing. The content was a bit filthy, but a photo made him a little helpless. This guy took a photo with Huang Wanjun, and he was holding a gauze woman in his right hand.
Next to the woman was Xu Shengying with a lewd smile.
Sure enough, they had gone to prostitution together.
Song Boxian smiled helplessly, and then put away his phone. At this time, he happened to receive another message from Liu Zixi. When he opened it and took a look, Song Boxian almost cursed with "Fuck".
"Well, Song Boxian, you dare to enter and leave a brothel. You are too courageous. How do you explain it?"
Under the voice, there was a photo of him coming out of Yan Lai Tower, but it was only from the side.
But Song Baixian's hairstyle and height are so easy to recognize that people who are familiar with him can recognize him at a glance. However, Song Baoxian naturally couldn't admit it, so after he got home, he deliberately sent a photo of him in bed, still naked. The position of the clavicle is accompanied by a sentence:
The world is so big, you don’t allow people like me?
Not long after, Liu Zixi replied: What a coincidence? I do not believe...
Song Boxian replied: Why did you appear outside the brothel?
Now it was Liu Zixi's turn to be embarrassed. This sentence blinded her. Besides, the photo was still very blurry and only showed a side view. Song Boxian refused to admit it. She, Liu Zixi, really had nothing to do with him.
After a long time, she replied: "Passing by..."
Song Boxian regained his energy and replied: As far as I know, tonight is the finals of that oiran competition, so Zhongsen won the first prize, right?
Liu Zixi immediately replied: Nonsense, the winner was Huang Wanjun from Yanlailou.
Liu Zixi didn't know that Song Boxian was deceiving her, so she quickly withdrew the information after realizing it.
As a result, Song Baoxian replied: What's the use of withdrawing? You clearly went there. Besides, if you go to a brothel to watch a show as a woman, no one will say anything. Pay attention next time. If you are discovered, the law can still be applied. On girls.
Liu Zixi replied with a grimace, indirectly acknowledging the fact that he went to see the show. Song Boxian lamented that it was fortunate that the venue was very big, otherwise there would be no way to explain why he met Liu Zixi.
"Song Baixian, send me a photo of your upper body without clothes, and let me see if you have eight-pack abs..."
"I'm still an innocent little boy..."
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The winter solstice holiday was over, and Song Boxian got up early the next morning. After a brief wash, he said hello to the nanny, then packed his luggage and went out. According to school regulations, returning students must punch in at the school entrance clock-in machine before four o'clock in the afternoon. .
"Hey Baekhyun, where are you?"
"Just went out, ready to go to the station."
"Don't go to the station. I bought a ticket online last night. We'll fly directly to Huating. By the way, it's at Jubaoshan Airport. Don't go to other airports."
"You don't buy Qilinshan Airport in Qilin District, but you buy Jubaoshan Airport in Nancheng. Are you crazy?"
"Didn't I take care of you?"
Song Boxian reluctantly hung up the phone. It was obvious that the woman had remembered Liu Zixi's "like" reply to her at Mochou Lake. Now she was treating him as her boyfriend. If this matter was Nangong and Han Shijia knew about it, but he didn't know what chain effects it would have. After all, he seemed to have made a promise to Han Shijia at that time. The girl seemed to have returned to Korea during the short vacation, and she might have reported the matter to their family. .
"What should I do..."
With a long sigh, he arrived at Nanjing Jubaoshan International Airport not long after. As soon as he got off the car, Liu Zixi waved to Song Boxian not far away: "Boxian, I'm here."
Song Boxian walked over with his luggage and a helpless smile on his face: "Miss, do you think you have too much money? The direct train to Huating costs less than 200 yuan. Your flight is not cheap. The connecting flight is business first class. , 888 votes, to be honest, no matter how rich your family is, this is not how you spend it, right?"
After being reprimanded by Song Boxian, Liu Zixi pretended to be aggrieved and almost burst into tears. She pursed her lips and said, "I don't want you to feel at ease, but if you still say that to me, huh...Ignore you..."
"That feeling is so good..."
After speaking, Song Boxian took the lead and walked towards the airport with his luggage. Liu Zixi reacted and shouted: "Song Boxian, you bastard, you have no conscience..."
Of course, flying is faster than train. They landed at Huating Airport in less than an hour. The two walked out of the airport one after another. Song Boxian turned to look at Liu Zixi: "Are you going back to the dormitory or school first?"
"You won't come with me?"
Song Baixian looked at her with wide eyes: "Why am I with you?"
"Come back to the dormitory with me, you said you like me," Liu Zixi said, stepping forward and holding Song Boxian's hand dotingly. Her huge breasts were hitting Song Boxian's arm, and the feeling was directly transmitted to him. heart.
Song Boxian was excited, and Liu Zixi also felt it, raised his head and said with a smile: "What's wrong with you?"
Song Boxian had another cold war, then shook his head: "It's okay, Miss Liu Zixi, I haven't agreed to be your boyfriend yet, please respect yourself."
As he spoke, he used his hand to push Liu Zixi's hand holding her arm. As a result, his hand slipped and pressed directly on her chest. Song Boxian quickly took it back with an embarrassed look on his face: "What, I didn't mean it."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I will be yours from now on. I won't suffer any loss if I let you touch me for a while."
Song Boxian had a dark look on his face, but reason finally defeated his evil thoughts. He said seriously: "I want to go back to Shanghai to see my sister first, and then go back to school."
"Together..."
Song Baixian shook his head decisively: "No, I will not take you back to my house to meet my sister before I know your true identity and eventually become your boyfriend, otherwise that little girl will tell me."
Liu Zixi looked reluctant, and before leaving, she wanted to kiss Song Boxian again, but Song Boxian, who had been prepared for it, pressed her hand down on her mouth: "Okay, you are a person of status, how can you do this in broad daylight? "
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The distance from Huating to Shanghai is only more than 30 kilometers, and the subway ride takes less than 20 minutes. Song Boxian's home is in Pudong, Shanghai, next to the Huangpu River. The surrounding properties are all high-end residential areas. Song Boxian's home is a separate villa area. This A villa alone is worth 50 million yuan in bare rooms.
The people who live in this villa area are either rich or noble, and two big stars also bought their own houses here.
Standing on the edge of the rooftop, Song Boxian sighed about life. Song Borong was studying hard and came back just to find an excuse for him and Liu Zixi to separate. Otherwise, he would make this woman angry and he would not get any good results.
Song Boxian looked at the passion fruit and said to himself: "Tell me, am I really handsome, or is it because of my family conditions that I attract so much attention from girls? If I were an ordinary person, would it happen? Become like this?"
Plants are dead, but people are alive. Passion Fruit did not answer him. The owner of the villa opposite shouted to him. The voice reached his ears. Song Boxian felt that it was so familiar, so he looked up.
This person?
Isn’t it none other than the big star Huang Jinhuan?
Is the world so small?
It has been three years since Song Boxian's family bought the house here, but they have never come back. A few days ago, his mother told him that the house in the center of the city had been sold, and his things had been moved to the villa with a moving company, otherwise he would not have come here. .
"Huang...are you Huang Jinhuan, Miss Huang?"
"Classmate Song, is that you?"
The villa was almost 10 meters apart, and the two of them talked in shouting. Huang Jinhuan suggested that he come over to visit, and Song Boxian naturally welcomed him. After all, he was a big star.
There is no difference in the structure of the villa, only the decoration style is different. The Song family is not luxurious, but they still spent nearly 5 million on the decoration, which is not much different.
"Wow, classmate Song, your family is really rich..."
After Huang Jinhuan entered the living room, he was attracted by the simple decoration style and praised it repeatedly. Song Boxian touched his head in embarrassment: "What? Teacher Huang was joking. I really didn't expect that you would live next door to my house. The world is so big. The fate is not shallow..."
Huang Jinhuan smiled when he heard this: "Classmate Song is really humorous. I was watching the river view on the rooftop. When I turned around and looked at you, I felt that you looked familiar. I tried calling you, but it was really you. Like you said, this is fate. .”
Song Boxian rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "What about that, Teacher Huang, can we take a photo together?"
Huang Jinhuan nodded: "No problem, come..."
The two of them stood side by side, Huang Jinhuan smiled and made a good POS, while Song Boxian stood next to her a little restrained and made an old-fashioned "yeah" gesture.
"Teacher Huang, can I post this picture to Moments?"
"Of course..." Huang Jinhuan smiled: "By the way, don't call me Teacher Huang. I'm only a few years older than you. Call me Jinhuan..."
this...
"How can I be so embarrassed..." Song Boxian waved his hands repeatedly, and then he remembered something important: "I was busy talking. Whatever Teacher Huang likes to drink, I will prepare it for you right now."
"Just boiled water."
Looking at Song Boxian's still expression, Huang Jinhuan covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't worry too much. Eating sweet and greasy food is bad for my throat, so I can only drink boiled water."
The two sat down and Song Boxian couldn't wait to ask: "Teacher Huang, let me ask, last night's game..."
Huang Jinhuan put down the water glass and said with a wicked smile: "Student Song, are you going to the scene?"
Song Baixian quickly waved his hand: "No... I watched it live and paid for it..."
Huang Jinhuan nodded: "I guess you want to ask if there is any inside story?"
"Teacher Huang is beautiful and smart..."
Huang Jinhuan laughed, and then said: "I can tell you for sure, there is no..."
Song Boxian was a little disappointed. He liked gossip very much. After getting the answer, he asked again: "Teacher Huang, how many days will you rest at home this time?"
Huang Jinhuan frowned: "Well, the next announcement will be in four days, which means I can rest at home for four days this time, and then I will prepare for the New Year's Eve concert..."
