Chapter 288

"Hello, junior, I heard that you are very good at English, can you read this book with me? Translate for me." The man deliberately lowered his voice in the last sentence, in order to create a low-pitched sex appeal.

Tang Miao lowered her head, letting her hair fall down, covering her face, and then showed a twitching expression at the corners of her mouth, rolling her eyes speechlessly. Tang Miao thought that her hair perfectly covered her expression, but she forgot about Song Ling who was sitting right in front of her.

Tang Miao was muttering something silently, and Song Ling squinted his eyes to recognize it for a long time before comprehending it half-guessingly, "Wow, it's amazing, English is not easy to read, so why English?"

The man continued talking, bending down and approaching Tang Miao, "Sister, don't worry, the senior is very strong, and... cough, six-pack abs." The man mentioned his figure with a proud face, as if he thought so. The matter of a good figure should not be leaked to the outside world, and he deliberately lowered his voice to pretend to be a cover-up.

Tang Miao lowered her head lower, the man thought she was shy, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. Only Song Ling could clearly see that Tang Miao frowned even tighter, avoiding the man's face with a look of disgust, saying...

"Hey, there is a tone, endocrine disorders, excessive indulgence..."

"Pfft..." Song Ling couldn't hold back for a moment, and burst out laughing. He quickly lowered his head under the different gazes of his roommates, and shrugged his shoulders because of his suppressed laughter.

Song Ling covered her mouth and continued to look up at Tang Miao.

"God... help me, I only have six-pack abs, I'm so embarrassed to show off..."

"I'm sorry you are too ugly, I refuse..."

Tang Miao was talking to herself silently, with ups and downs on her expression, she never thought that all the scenes of herself like this would not escape Song Ling's eyes. Looking at this lively girl, Song Ling suddenly had an impulse in his heart. He wanted to get to know her, to see her being mischievous in front of him, and to pamper her without any scruples.

"Sister?" A trace of impatience flashed in the man's eyes, he asked aloud, and was about to forcefully sit beside Tang Miao.

Tang Miao took a deep breath and was about to raise her head to deal with it when she found someone walking in front of her.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I have eight-pack abs, am I stronger than you?" Song Ling clenched his fist and coughed in a low voice, silently pushing the man away. The man was easily squeezed away, Song Ling thought in his heart, hey, he is really overindulgent, his footsteps are empty, and he has no strength at all.

"You!" The man was squeezed away in embarrassment, and pointed at Song Ling angrily.

"Cough, um, I have passed CET-6, can I read an English masterpiece next to you? Don't worry, I will never trouble you to find time to translate for me." Song Ling looked at Tang Miao, raising her eyebrows.

Tang Miao blinked her eyes, nodded slightly, dragged her chin with her right hand, and thought for a while.

Hmm... This eight-pack abs looks more honest than this six-pack abs, and he looks handsome, and his voice is nice, and most importantly, it looks pleasing to the eye.

Tang Miao's eyes slowly blossomed into brilliance, her eyes were firm, and she nodded slightly. He raised his head and said in a friendly manner to Song Ling, "Then you sit down, classmate. It happens that I still don't understand English, so I will trouble you."

If the six-pack abs didn't realize that he was at a disadvantage at this time, and that he had already failed terribly, then he would really be ashamed of his IQ to be admitted to this school. He suppressed his anger, panted heavily, shook his sleeves, turned and left.

Tang Miao knew that Song Ling was probably out of good intentions to help her solve her troubles, so she didn't really get up and give up her seat. Instead, she smiled politely at Song Ling, nodded gratefully, and then continued to bow her head and immerse herself in her book .

After a while, Tang Miao noticed out of the corner of her eye that the man beside her hadn't left, but was still standing beside her. He lowered his head slightly, as if he was also reading the book he was reading, and nodded with emotion from time to time, showing a strong interest in the book he was reading.

"Emmm...Classmate? You?" Tang Miao said politely, expressing her attitude that she hoped that he would leave and not disturb her.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Song Ling looked at her innocently, "I think your book is really beautiful, can you tell me where you borrowed it?" For the first time, Song Ling realized that she could have such a thick skin .

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the gloating expression of the friend who came with him. He pretended to be calm and continued to act like a rascal. For some reason, he felt that if he left this time for the sake of face, he would miss a very good time. A very good person, and I may regret it for the rest of my life...

"Student, do you really want to read it?" Tang Miao looked at Song Ling speechlessly, reached out and closed the book, revealing the cover - "Overbearing President I Hate You", "Are you sure? This? Do you want it?"

Tang Miao looked at Song Ling's serious face with disdain, and nodded solemnly, "Yes, I think this... um... Liang Batian is really good... a role model for us men."

"...Friend, his name is Liang Ye." What the hell is Liang Batian? ! ! Tang Miao roared silently in her heart. This is the dream lover of many beautiful girls! Such an insult to the name of a male god, how can you deserve to read this novel!

"Uh, it's all the same..." Song Ling was so embarrassed and cold for the first time, thinking that although he was cold-tempered, as long as he wanted to, he would definitely not be cold.

"Hey, I think this one appears when the heroine is being bullied by outsiders. He holds her in his arms forcefully and gives her the greatest right to do whatever she wants. This is a very good approach. Every man should do this."

Listening to Song Ling's wizened change of subject, Tang Miao was surprised. Firstly, she expressed surprise that a man as gentle as jade like Song Ling would also discuss the plot of brainless Mary Su romance novels in a serious manner, and secondly... Facing such a scene , only he agrees, and agrees very much and wants to learn.

It's not that the other men didn't want to get close to him, so they praised the hero against their will and echoed themselves. But no matter how close they are to themselves, when faced with the male lead's approach, they would all sneer at it with disdain, and incidentally tell Tang Miao that such an approach is not practical.

Only Song Ling, Tang Miao looked at him with her head tilted. He had a serious look on his face, and his eyes were clear, without any trace of hypocrisy. He really wanted to do it, and he agreed with it. Tang Miao was suddenly curious about what that girl of his looked like?

What kind of girl must be, so that this cold man has the urge to protect her for the rest of her life, dote on her everything, and is willing to make a promise to bear the consequences and responsibilities of such unscrupulousness.

Tang Miao suddenly became jealous, and she didn't know why, this man had only met once, and he was jealous of the girl whom he fell in love with. It's her...how wonderful...

Tang Miao was surprised that she had such an idea. Growing up in a family like the Tang family, she has been in contact with all kinds of men in her circle since she was a child, some are domineering presidents, and some are Pianpian sons, but there has never been a single person who can make her feel such strong jealousy and envy .

"Hmm... This book has two volumes. This is the volume. Do you want to read the volume?" Tang Miao couldn't help but invite Song Ling, got up and changed a seat inside, leaving an empty seat for him. The meaning of the invitation goes without saying.

Song Ling raised her eyebrows, showed a satisfied smile, bowed slightly and nodded, then walked back to the original seat to pick up her own things, and then changed positions. With the envious and fascinated expression on his friend's face, he walked slowly towards Tang Miao. Tang Miao hurriedly looked down at the novel, but her face suddenly became hot.

Her heart was beating "thump-thump-thump", and it accelerated as the man approached. This feeling... Tang Miao savored carefully, she thought, this man is unusual. And my own life seems to be about to usher in some changes.

Since that meeting in the library, Tang Miao and Song Ling have kept in touch from time to time. Tang Miao purposely kept the first part of the novel, and carried the second part to find Liang Xiaoxiao who was waiting outside the library. Due to some reasons, Liang Xiaoxiao failed to enter the university in the end, and could only resign herself to work outside.

The two of them have been best friends since they were young, and they even have the same preference for reading. After finally waiting for the author's new book to come out, Liang Xiaoxiao had been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally had a vacation, wanting to take a good look at it, but Tang Miaoji shrugged irresponsibly, as if I didn't know, I borrowed it from someone else. What can you do with me expression.

Liang Xiaoxiao was extremely angry, her cheeks puffed out, she folded her chest and turned her head to ignore Tang Miao, and finally forgave her under Tang Miao's beating and coquettish behavior. But she kept asking who she lent it to, and she still wanted to have another person of the same kind, but Tang Miao kept her mouth shut, her cheeks were stained red, and her eyebrows and eyes were rare and shy.

Liang Xiaoxiao nodded jokingly, thoughtful, and stopped asking. She thought, her good friend finally got her own happiness. just myself...

Liang Xiaoxiao felt a pain in her heart. She used to look like a good friend, but she and that man... may never have any results in this life.

Seeing Liang Xiaoxiao's suddenly gloomy expression, Tang Miao sighed silently. She knew that Liang Xiaoxiao thought of that man again. Tang Miao said with a tinge of anger, "Xiaoxiao, what do you want that bastard to do!" She patted Liang Xiaoxiao's shoulder, then suddenly leaned forward and grabbed Liang Xiaoxiao's shoulder, "Let's go! They are waiting for us at the school gate."

Liang Xiaoxiao was half pushed away by her, with a helpless smile on her lips. After clearing up their mood, the two sisters began to discuss the little secrets between their daughters, talking and laughing, and walked towards the black Mercedes parked at the gate not far away. Zhuo Erfan had been waiting in the car for a long time, and when he saw the two coming, he immediately opened the door and came out to greet them.

Song Ling had always been smiling dotingly, silently watching Tang Miao's funny and lively appearance from behind, which was completely different from the usual goddess of calmness and wind, and felt that this scene was really pleasing to the eye. Suddenly, he frowned and his eyes were cold.

Not far away, in the direction Tang Miao was bouncing towards, a tall man got off from the Mercedes-Benz, with a doting look on his face, he hugged his shoulders helplessly, leaned against the car door, and waved at Tang Miao, who was doing something funny. . He saw the man's mouth move, and he said something with a reproachful look.

"Hurry up." The smile in the man's eyes revealed the joy in his heart at this moment.

Song Ling stood at the same spot, watching Tang Miao coldly as she flew into the man's arms like a happy bird, and then the man abruptly accepted the impact of her collision, comforting her. Patting Tang Miao's back, Tang Miao raised her head from the man's arms with a smile, stretched her hands towards his face, and kneaded it vigorously.

Liang Xiaoxiao did not run over as quickly as Tang Miao did, and warmly greeted Zhuo Erfan, but she still maintained her previous speed and approached them calmly.

Tang Miao finally withdrew her claws in satisfaction. Looking at Zhuo Erfan's flushed cheeks, she laughed loudly, gloating on Zhuo Erfan's shoulders, leaning against him, with a carefree figure. There is a trace of tranquility and elegance like a lady, but there is a trace of chic and handsome in a happy life.

Tang Miao waved her arms in Song Ling's direction and shouted, "Hurry up!"

Song Ling was in a trance for a while, and almost unconsciously raised his heels. He stopped abruptly, because Tang Miao didn't see himself in her eyes, she was looking at the girl in front of her, her enthusiastic laughter was only for this girl and the unknown man.

Song Ling stared at the figure who was slowly walking towards Tang Miao, and stretched out his hand to support his chin. He seemed to have seen this figure before, and it was very familiar. Turning his gaze, Song Ling looked at the man, analyzing the man's identity in his heart.

"Driving a Mercedes-Benz, young, about twenty-five. Hmm... His gestures are elegant and well-mannered. He should be... a rich young master." Song Ling analyzed with a sneer. "Heh, is it money and power?"

Although Song Ling believed that the girl he fell in love with must not be the kind of girl who loves vanity, but living in two different circles since childhood, Song Ling still had a trace of inferiority deep in her heart.

He has seen many people who do whatever they want because of their power, although looking at this man, there is a Confucian aura all over his body. However, to be able to maintain such intimacy with such a man without showing any flattery, then Tang Miao's family must be different.

Will she put on airs like other rich ladies, thinking that there is a difference in status?