Quick Transmigration: The Drama Queen Host is Charming and Alluring

Chapter 158 The Sick Junior Begged Me to Coax Him Again (41)

Jun Jun "tsk tut" twice, watching the excitement is not a big deal: [It's not easy for the little wolf dog to please you...]

Zhaoge: Did you find out earlier?

【uh-huh. 】

Junjun replied extremely arrogantly, Zhaoge's head was full of black lines.

Then don't you remind me? ? !

[This is not because you are in love, I want you to enjoy it for a while. 】

Unbearable Zhaoge: Shut up, Junjun, you stinking system who only knows how to watch dramas.

Junjun chuckled twice, then kept quiet knowingly.

Zhaoge sighed secretly in his heart, the clues of the original body liking Song Junzhe cannot be erased in this plane, presumably Song Yan already knew it.

That's why he intentionally imitated Song Junzhe.

The sentence he said at the beach last time will be well behaved, Zhaoge didn't take it seriously.

Looking at it now, is this what Song Yan called performance? ? !

It's really... it's dumbfounding.

Regarding the deliberate imitation, Song Yan did not take the opportunity to express his jealousy.

He really wanted to get closer to Zhaoge's ideal type.

Before me, Zhaoge only had Song Junzhe as a scandal object, although there were fewer reference figures.

But as an excellent lover, he is willing to make changes for Zhaoge.

Zhaoge didn't know Song Yan's weird thoughts, she thought quickly, how to explain to Song Yan: the person who once liked Song Junzhe was "Zhaoge", not herself.

God, what a mess!

Zhaoge wanted to cry but had no tears. She thought about it and said:
"Song Yan, I don't have an ideal type here. I like what you look like. I only like you, Song Yan. As for your brother..."

She carefully looked at Song Yan's expression, and said slowly: "I just admire him."

Hearing this, Song Yan raised his eyelids, apparently in disbelief.

Zhaoge coughed lightly, pointed to the male protagonist who was playing golf on TV, and said:

"It's just like I appreciate this male lead, I just appreciate it, I don't have any other thoughts.

You see, he kissed the hostess later, but I didn't feel it at all.

Song Yan, can you understand my metaphor? "

Zhaoge was a little distressed. I don't know if Song Yan can understand such a metaphor.

Song Yan looked back at the scene in the TV series behind him, saw that the hero and heroine were really going to kiss each other, and immediately blocked the scene with his body to prevent Zhaoge from seeing it.

Seeing him turn his head, Zhaoge laughed awkwardly and said, "I've seen this plot before, I've seen it..."

"Don't look at him."

"Okay, I don't watch it."

Song Yan pondered for a moment, then said: "He is not as handsome as your boyfriend."

Seeing him say this seriously, Zhaoge couldn't help kissing him, "Of course."

Song Yan licked his lips and found that this kiss tasted like strawberry.

Looking at Zhaoge's smile like a flower, Song Yan hurriedly stabilized his mind, thinking that he must hold on and not be led astray by Zhaoge.

He looked at Zhaoge, hesitated and said, "Are you really..."

Before he finished speaking, he received another sweet kiss.

Zhaoge raised three fingers above his head, and said sincerely: "I swear, I have never liked anyone else, this heart is only for you. If..."

"do not."

Song Yan hastily pulled her hand down, shook her head and said:
"I trust you, don't say something unlucky."

Zhaoge wrapped his arms around his neck with a smile, and his eyes fell on his face, "But don't tell me, once you put on these glasses, you look even more handsome."

The atmosphere between the two slowly heated up, and Song Yan leaned forward a little, pressing down even lower.

"If my sister likes it, I will often wear it in the future."

Zhaoge shook his head with a smile, reached out to take off his glasses, and said quietly:

"No, it's not good to kiss you like this."

Taking advantage of Song Yan's dizziness, she quickly bent down and escaped from the side of Song Yan's circle.

By the time Song Yan realized it, he had slipped back into the room.

He looked at the lonely glasses on the sofa and smiled helplessly.

Zhaoge seems to be more agile than he imagined, like a mysterious elf in the jungle.

Fortunately, it is within reach.

When I woke up the next day, there was only residual warmth around me.

Song Yan had eight classes in the morning, and walked lightly when he left, Zhaoge didn't wake up.

On the bedside was a post-it note reminding her to remember to eat breakfast. Zhaoge lifted the quilt and walked around the living room first, and saw the breakfast prepared by Song Yan on the table.

She raised the corners of her mouth happily, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing up, he was about to have breakfast with love when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Just as Zhao Ge was about to sit down, he paused and walked towards the door.

Through the cat's eyes, she saw the courier delivery personnel outside.

Zhaoge took a step back, and then opened the door.

"Hello, is it Mr. Song Yan's? This is his courier."

The courier saw a lady and asked politely.

Zhaoge's gaze fell on the somewhat large packaging box, and said:
"I'm his girlfriend."

Seeing Zhaoge's extraordinary bearing, the courier also called Song Yan to ask Song Yan. This step was saved, and he directly handed the item to Zhaoge, "Please sign for it."

Zhaoge took the pen, signed his name on a few pens, and smiled kindly to the courier after receiving the courier: "Thank you."

After turning around and closing the door, Zhaoge picked up a disinfectant spray to sterilize the courier, and then sent a message to Song Yan:
[Your stuff has arrived, I just signed for it for you. ]
The phone screen lit up, and Song Yan glanced at the teacher who was giving a passionate lecture, took the phone and sat down.

There was tenderness in his eyes, and he typed quickly on his hand.
[The thing is for you, open it and have a look. ]
With a sound of "ding", Zhaoge looked at the express box in surprise when he received Song Yan's message.

"For me?"

She was so curious that she didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she first went to find someone who was squatting on the ground to open the delivery.

After opening it, the smile on Zhaoge's face faded.

Inside is a LEGO figure dancing ballet, with complex workmanship, and there is a small card with a gold border inside, which reads:

To my goddess, Daisy.
Daisy, the English name of Lengli, Lego is also related to ballet.

And the signature on this card was Song Yan's name.

Zhaoge pinched the card and looked back and forth, raising his eyebrows slightly.

[Host don't be angry!There must be a mistake! 】

Junjun thumped in his heart, and hurriedly comforted his host.

As a result, Zhaoge's reaction was beyond Junjun's expectations. She just looked at the Lego again with great interest, and then edited a message to Song Yan again:

[Are you sure, this is for me? ]
Song Yan's get out of class is over here. He waited for Xia Yu to come over on the rooftop. When he saw Zhaoge's news, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he replied immediately:

[Well, do you like it? ]
He waited with his mobile phone in his arms, curious about Zhaoge's reaction.

But the news from over there has not been sent for a long time, Song Yan frowned slightly, and said to himself: "Doesn't she like it?"

(End of this chapter)