Chapter 926 Childhood Sweetheart Refuses to Let Childhood Sweetheart Have a Bad Ending Script (60)
Song Jinhuan's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly urged him to change his clothes.
Xie Yingfeng gave her a cryptic chuckle, then turned and left.
Once the person was out of sight, Song Jinhuan clutched her chest and patted it lightly twice, feeling rather guilty.
I was secretly glad that I wasn't far away, otherwise I might have been overheard.
Help, Mom! Why has Yingfeng become so handsome?!
Xie Yingfeng changed into clean and refreshing clothes and left the tennis club with Song Jinhuan as his fellow club members watched them go.
There were many people strolling on campus, but even more people were surprised to see the two walking together.
Song Jinhuan glanced around and then at the boy's hand.
With a hidden agenda, she suddenly leaned over and grabbed the other person's arm.
Xie Yingfeng turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"
More and more people around them were looking at them.
Song Jinhuan was secretly delighted and couldn't help but smile, denying it by saying, "It's nothing."
Xie Yingfeng gave a meaningful "oh," drawing out the last syllable.
Song Jinhuan's cheeks flushed, and she explained, "It's too hot outside, your arms feel cool."
Xie Yingfeng responded with another "oh".
Song Jinhuan pursed her lips and changed the subject, asking, "Are you tired from playing ball just now?"
"If you're tired, let's go see a movie together next time."
Anyway, she's been holding him for so long, I'm sure there will be rumors about them tomorrow.
"It's only been a short while, what's there to be tired about?" Xie Yingfeng said dismissively.
"But I see you're sweating a lot."
Xie Yingfeng said with a smile, "I didn't know Tian Tian was so observant."
Song Jinhuan fell silent, sensing that there was something more to the other person's words.
She only knows how to attack; it seems she still has a lot to learn about how to counter attacks.
...
This movie-watching experience was completely different from any other time.
Song Jinhuan couldn't help but steal glances at the other person.
There were many couples watching the movie, and the couple in front of us were incredibly affectionate.
Song Jinhuan watched them kiss again and again from the space between the two seats.
If it weren't for the light from the screen, I really wouldn't have noticed it.
"What is Sweetie looking at?"
Suddenly, the boy leaned in, his warm breath burning against her earlobe.
The tips of its ears twitched slightly several times.
She turned her head abruptly, her lips accidentally brushing against the boy's cheek.
The girl's eyes suddenly widened, and she immediately leaned back.
The boy froze, a dark glint flashing in his peach-blossom eyes.
If the relationship between the two is purely that of brother and sister, Xie Yingfeng naturally wouldn't take it to heart.
It was just an accident, after all.
However, the truth is that they both harbored selfish motives towards each other.
Song Jinhuan was lightly flicked on the forehead, but it didn't hurt.
But when she came to her senses, she covered her forehead and let out two howls, just to relieve her discomfort.
"You're still young, don't follow others' example."
Xie Yingfeng's deep voice carried disapproval and deep condemnation of the young couple in front of him.
For some reason, Song Jinhuan suddenly became angry.
A belated adolescent rebellion led her to kiss Xie Yingfeng on the cheek again, whispering, "I won't!"
But Xie Yingfeng seemed to be stunned, remaining motionless.
Song Jinhuan leaned in and kissed him again, "I won't!"
Xie Yingfeng turned her head, and in the light from the screen, all that could be seen were her large, slightly angry eyes.
Seeing him turn towards her, she couldn't help but bite his thin lips hard, "I'll learn!"
"you……"
Xie Yingfeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she sighed as if she had no choice but to give up, "Never mind."
The moment his back pressed against the chair, the corners of his lips, hidden in the darkness, turned up in a wide smile.
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