Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 39: disease

Meng Guang clutched his chest and dared not look at it, feeling that his soul had been severely hit. His cousin's simple and clean text messages like a primary school student made him instantly feel that he is an old beast who has been blackened by society.

Song Yu held the phone for a long time, thinking in his heart, Xie Sui would probably refuse, right? After all, every time he invited Xie Sui to go to the apartment to eat, all he got was rejection, and generally no more than three words.

After a while, Xie Sui's text message came back.

【it is good】

Sure enough, there were no more than three words, but I actually agreed.

Song Yu was taken aback, then the corners of his lips couldn't help but rose.

[OK, I'll send you the address, see you tomorrow morning. 】

Meng Guang looked at his expression and thought of his youth that he could not go back to. He was sour: "Ask a classmate to do homework. It's like an appointment for school flowers. It's so happy."

Wen Yuan rolled her eyes in the co-pilot, brushed her long hair with her hands, and said coolly, "It's okay for your trash thoughts to rot in your stomach, don't say it to harm your cousin. If you mess with the relationship between men and women, you see, I can't interrupt you. Legs."

Mayor Meng, who was driving, couldn’t help but laughed and said, “Yu Yu, don’t listen to your cousin, it’s right to do your homework together in your grade.”

Meng Guang got confused between his parents, touched his nose angrily, and said dissatisfied: "What did I say! Why did you mess with the relationship between men and women? It's boring, Mom, you are really boring."

Song Yu was in a particularly good mood, staring at him slowly, curling his lips and smiling, saying meaningfully: "I didn't have an appointment for the school flower, but I have an appointment for the school grass."

Meng Guang stopped being angry at once, and became interested: "It's amazing!"

He asked afterwards.

"But the looks of your deskmates are indeed very good, so how about you, have you mixed up with the grass, the school grass grade grass class, he can't be the three of them alone. Oh no, Yu Yu is going to be Learn to dominate."

Song Yu: "..."

Excuse me, I didn't become a school tyrant and became a school tyrant.

Of course, how dare he say this in front of his uncle and aunt, avoiding the importance of the matter, and answering Meng Guang's previous question.

"Although Xie Sui and I are half-fifths, they are not very pushy. For the time being, the girls in the school haven't noticed me, so there is no comment.

Meng Guangle was happy.

"Then their eyes are not good enough, so let me make a comment for you, let my dad testify officially, and get you some back."

Song Yu kept smiling, "Although it is worthy of the name, it is still not good."

Everyone in the car laughed.

The neon lights on the road to the city center flashed outside the window.

Warm and pleasant.

After returning home, the family happily had a meal.

After the meal, Grandma Meng asked about her life in the first week of school.

Song Yu got stuck and stumbled. Describing my high school as a two-point line in a classroom and apartment, anyway, it means studying hard, simple and fulfilling.