It turns out that the place where Sansan talks about not being responsible is the bar, an entertainment place full of fireworks and hormones.
"In the evening, I will take you to have fun. I will make sure you are happy and satisfied." Sansan said charmingly.
Qin Feng refused directly and said: "Forget it, it's boring. I might as well go for a run on the playground."
Sansan smiled and praised: "You are such a good boy. Don't worry, let's go to the Qing Bar. Mainly, I want to introduce my friends to you. They all play music and occasionally work as a resident at the Qing Bar." Sing."
"I don't know your friend and I don't want to go."
Sansan was speechless for this super straight man.
Finally, Sansan couldn't bear it anymore and said, "I have many sisters who like to wear black stockings. How could you..."
Before Sansan could finish speaking, Qin Feng turned his head and said righteously: "In your eyes, am I just a man who can only look at black stockings? Am I that vulgar?"
"Isn't it...isn't it?" Sansan asked with a surprised look on his face.
"You don't understand me at all."
"Brother, we have only known each other for three days."
"Forget it, let me give you a chance to get to know me. You send me the address tonight and I'll check it out."
Sansan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you the car key by the way. Do you have a driver's license?"
"Who are you looking down on?"
"That's good. I'll treat this car as a gift to you. If you find it hard to drive, tell me and I'll exchange it with you."
When Qin Feng heard this, he said, "It makes me look like a weakling."
"Isn't it delicious to eat soft rice?"
"Even if I, Qin Feng, die of hunger or poverty in my life, I will never eat a woman's soft rice in vain." Qin Feng said the strongest words in his loudest voice.
Sansan suppressed her laughter and said, "I believe it, I believe it. To be serious, you just said that there is another song that suits me very well. What is it?"
"Let me play the music for you first."
"good."
Qin Feng picked up the guitar again and played the classic Cantonese song "Qian Qian Jue Song". This timeless famous song has long been deeply engraved in Qin Feng's mind.
During the playing process, the beautiful melody instantly brought Sansan into a happy mood.
Qin Feng only played but did not sing, but still gave people endless reverie.
After the song, Sansan couldn’t wait to ask: “It’s a good song, do you have any lyrics?”
"Yes, but I only brought a pen, not paper."
"Paper...if you don't have paper, just write it on my hand."
"Can't write."
"Then write it on your legs."
After saying that, Sansan showed her domineering attitude and lifted up her long black skirt, revealing her perfect legs.
The visual impact at close range made Qin Feng's Adam's apple squirm slightly.
"Then don't move, you might feel a little itchy." Qin Feng pretended to be calm and said.
"good."
Qin Feng concentrated on writing the lyrics on Sansan's legs, writing very carefully stroke by stroke.
But this is a pain for Sansan. She has a sensitive constitution and the inner thighs cannot be touched. She just did it on a whim, but she did not expect the consequences to be so serious.
Qin Feng didn't care about this. He was upright and concentrated on writing lyrics.
"I'm almost up to my thighs, can't I just restart the whole line?" Sansan said with a blushing face.
"It's so troublesome. If you bear with it, it will be almost finished."
Sansan gritted her teeth and persisted, thinking that this kid did it on purpose.
Finally, after more than ten minutes of suffering, it was finally done. Qin Feng kept squatting, sweating profusely from the heat, what a damn shame!
"You remember this word first, and I will send the tune to you on my mobile phone later." Qin Feng said with a long sigh of relief.
"Okay." Sansan replied.
Suddenly, Sansan suddenly realized that something was wrong. She frowned and asked, "Why are you still writing on my lap when your phone can obviously send?"
"I'm surprised too. You insist on spreading your thighs and letting me write on your legs." Qin Feng said with an innocent look.
"You brat, I'll beat you."
Sansan raised his hand, Qin Feng stood motionless.
But Sansan still didn't move, and just patted Qin Feng's face gently with his white palm.
"I'll let you go this time. If I don't do it next time, I'll give you the car and I'll go back first." Sansan teased Qin Feng's chin and said in a teasing tone.
Then, Sansan gave Qin Feng the car keys, and Qin Feng said reluctantly: "Hey, hey, hey, I don't want it."
"You have to have it even if you don't want it."
"Then please can you fill up the gas first? I'm a student and I'm very poor."
Sansan really wanted to take off her red-soled high heels and smash them on Qin Feng's brain, but then she thought about it. If her head was smashed, it would be troublesome if she couldn't write a song.
Qin Feng came down from the rooftop and got a Ferrari for nothing. This kind of plot is really not something that can be written in ordinary novels.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Qin Feng came to the classroom, and the classmates in the class gave him strange looks.
Qin Feng was sitting in the back row, and his roommates crowded over, grabbed Qin Feng and said, "How many boats have you stepped on?"
Li Jing was eager to give it a try and had a vision of eliminating harm for the people.
Qin Feng said calmly: "We are all ordinary friends. I am upright, upright and upright in my life. I am even more meticulous in my relationship. I am definitely not what you think."
Li Jing clicked his tongue and said: "It's true that scumbags are not to be feared. I'm afraid that scumbags are educated. From now on, I will follow you..."
"What? Cut it in two?"
"No, I want to worship you as my master. Master is on top. Please be my disciple."
Just after Li Jing finished praying, he suddenly looked up and saw Jiajia at the back door staring at him with doubtful eyes.
"Holy shit." Li Jing stood up quickly, with a panicked expression on his face, and quickly stepped forward to explain.
"We are joking, really, just joking." Li Jing explained with a blush.
Jiajia is a girl with ordinary appearance and figure, but she has a very good personality.
"Can I sit with you?" Jiajia asked with a smile.
"Of course, of course, of course, please sit down and sit next to me." Li Jing said in a panic.
Guo Tao and his brothers looked at each other and smiled knowingly. They understood instantly and then consciously gave up their seats.
The two classes in the morning are open classes, so there are quite a lot of people in the classroom.
Qin Feng sat next to Li Jing and joked with a smile: "Little apprentice, do you still want to become a disciple?"
"Go, go, go. I have Jiajia as my study instructor. Do I still need you? Go cool down and stay somewhere."
"Are you sure? If you miss this village, there won't be this store."
"Absolutely and definitely, don't disturb my study, thank you."
Sure enough, boys are very strong in front of the girls they like, but I don't know how Jiajia feels about Li Jing.
At lunch time, Li Jing took the initiative to invite Jiajia to have dinner with her, but Jiajia declined because she had made an appointment with her roommates.
Afterwards, Li Jing looked at Jiajia's leaving figure, his expression gradually becoming lonely.
Qin Feng put his arm on his shoulder and said, "How does it feel?"
"A little heartbroken, but also a little excited. Is this love?" Li Jing looked at Qin Feng, eager to know an answer.
Qin Feng coughed twice and replied: "It can't be called love, but it can be called like."
"But she is obviously not my ideal type, right?"
"So, what the soul likes is also like. What I want to pursue now is a soul that matches me."
"I admire you……"
The head of the dormitory, Guo Tao, couldn't stand the conversation between the two, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Damn, there are black threads in front of the corridor."
"Black silk? Where?"
"where?"
really……
No matter how compatible the soul is, it can't be as tempting as black silk stockings.
