Su Ping felt somewhat embarrassed looking at Song Qi, who had a look of disgust on his face.
She didn't mean to kiss him, so why is she making that face, as if she's so happy to kiss him?
Thankfully, we didn't kiss on the lips, otherwise it would be impossible to explain now.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
Song Qi hummed in response, subconsciously wiping the corner of his mouth where she had just kissed him with the back of his hand.
He didn't really dislike her, but he didn't want her to know that he didn't.
"That's all for today. I'll ask you about the points I discussed today again the day after tomorrow."
After Song Qi finished speaking, he opened his schoolbag and began packing his things.
He didn't have much stuff, and he put it all in in no time.
"Then be careful on your way home. I have a cold, so I won't see you off."
Su Ping looked at the graffiti on his face and suddenly felt a little guilty.
I wonder if he'll want to kill me when he gets home and finds out.
Song Qi walked to the door and glanced behind him as he opened it.
There, Su Ping was covering her face, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Did he accidentally kiss her and cause such a big emotional reaction?
Song Qi didn't know what he was thinking, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.
Hearing the door close behind her, Su Ping quickly straightened up.
God knows how difficult it was for her to suppress a laugh when she looked at his face just now.
That feeling of wanting to laugh but not being able to is so painful.
Su Ping patted her face, feeling like it was about to freeze.
Aunt Mei had just finished cleaning the kitchen when she heard someone coming downstairs. She poked her head out and saw Song Qi's face, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.
"Xiao Song, you're going back already?"
Seeing the strange expression on Aunt Mei's face, Song Qi subconsciously touched his own face.
What's wrong with his face? Why are you staring at him like that?
But when I looked down, my palm was completely clean, there was nothing there.
"Yes, Aunt Mei, you've worked hard. Get some rest."
Song Qi suppressed his thoughts for the time being, nodded and said goodbye to Aunt Mei.
Watching Song Qi's departing figure, Aunt Mei couldn't help but sigh twice.
This Xiao Song usually looks fair and clean, and doesn't talk much. I really didn't expect that she would play with my young lady like that.
That fair face was painted all over, and he went out with that face on. It seems he really likes the young lady.
Song Qi walked to the door with his bag on his back, and as soon as he opened the door, he met the eyes of the boy outside.
"you……"
Xu Yichen frowned as he looked at Song Qi who came out from inside. After a three-second pause, he felt that Song Qi looked more and more familiar.
Upon closer inspection, isn't that Yifei's younger brother?
"Xiao Qi, what are you doing here?"
Xu Yichen looked at Song Qi's face, which had been covered in graffiti, and couldn't help but chuckle.
What do you mean, "How did he get here?"
Song Qi looked at his face. What was he doing here so late?
Are you looking for her?
Thinking about her obsessive and fanatical infatuation with Xu Yichen, Song Qi suddenly felt a little irritated, as if he had a lot of anger stuck in his chest with nowhere to vent it.
They met alone late at night before they were even officially a couple, and judging from Xu Yichen's behavior, it certainly wasn't the first time they'd done this.
"She's asleep."
Song Qi didn't know why, but those words just slipped out of his mouth.
Doesn't he want Xu Yichen and Su Ping to meet late at night? Why?
Xu Yichen was surprised that instead of answering his question, the man uttered such a strange remark, and couldn't help but frown.
He didn't have much contact with Yifei's younger brother, but his attitude towards him was never very good.
But why would you be here so late at night?
For a moment, he also stopped smiling.
Are you pursuing a smaller screen?
Which eye of his saw that he was pursuing her?
Song Qi narrowed his eyes, but did not deny it.
Thinking about how much he had hurt his sister, he decided to retaliate against him.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Yichen decided to go upstairs and ask Su Ping himself.
But just as he brushed past Song Qi, Song Qi reached out and grabbed his arm.
“I told you, she’s asleep.”
Song Qi turned to look at Xu Yichen and said with a frown.
For some reason, he seems to find him even more displeasing now.
Xu Yichen gently shook off his hand and said, "Don't worry, she doesn't go to bed this early. I'm just bringing her something."
After saying that, he ignored Song Qi's expression behind him and walked straight inside.
Song Qi watched as he skillfully found his shoes at the door, changed them, and then greeted Aunt Mei, who came out of the kitchen, familiarly.
That's true. They grew up together as childhood sweethearts, so it must feel like coming home.
On what grounds did he stop him from going up to find Su Ping?
Song Qi withdrew his gaze with an inscrutable expression, tightened the strap of his backpack, and after leaving the villa area, he hailed a bicycle on the roadside and rode to the nearby subway station.
The wind was still a bit chilly at night, and by the time he arrived at the subway station, he was almost fully awake.
Thinking about his actions just now, he couldn't even understand himself.
He found himself developing a strange possessiveness towards Su Ping. Could it be because of what happened that night?
However, her attitude after that incident was very indifferent, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
Song Qi snorted inwardly. Since she didn't care, why should he bother with those things?
As soon as I entered the station, my phone chimed with a message from my sister, Song Yifei.
Song Qi opened the chat page, where Song Yifei was asking him when he was coming home.
After glancing at the time, Song Qi sent her an approximate time.
When he finished replying to the message and was about to scan the code to enter the station, he noticed that passersby were glancing in his direction from time to time.
They also whispered to each other from time to time, as if they were talking about something.
"Mom, look at that big boy over there, why is he drawing a dog's nose on himself?"
A child's voice rang out not far away. Song Qi looked over and saw that the child was pointing at him innocently and asking the woman next to him.
Upon seeing this, the woman quickly covered her child's mouth, then, somewhat embarrassed, pulled the child away hastily.
Song Qi's brow twitched; he suddenly had a bad feeling.
He opened his phone's front-facing camera and saw what was on his face, so he gritted his teeth in anger.
He said something was off, wondering why she wouldn't look at him when he left. It turned out she had something drawn on his face.
Song Qi rubbed the mark on his face hard with his palm, but the marker had already dried, and even though his cheeks were red from rubbing, he couldn't remove a single trace.
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