Han qiqing said in a low voice, " I'm very annoyed. &Quot;
Song Shijun asked, " yeah, what's annoying? "
Han qiqing puffed up her cheeks and said, " I don't want to say ... &Quot;
Song Shijun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. &Quot; how can I help you if you don't tell me? "
&Quot; you can't help me ... &Quot; han qiqing's voice was muffled.
If her brother really liked Wu qianrong's sister, then no one could help her.
The thought of her and Wu qianrong becoming in-laws in the future made her even more annoyed.
F * ck, why did it have to be Wu qianrong!
Han qiqing lay on the table with her hands crossed and her chin on her palm, her little face sullen.
Suddenly, a cup of milk tea appeared in her line of sight.
Her favorite Jambo coconut was added to the milk tea, and it looked delicious.
Han qiqing looked up and saw song Shijun.
"Do you want some?" He said.
Han qiqing reached out and touched it. It was still warm and not cold.
