If the confession fails, chase her bestie

Li Yuan's expression perked up. Is there such a good thing?

He couldn't figure out Zhong Tingyue's intention and asked tentatively: "Isn't this not appropriate?"

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him and snickered teasingly: "Okay, senior, it turns out you really have evil intentions and this is your plan."

"I thought you were a gentleman."

"Little Moon, you are not interesting enough. How can you fish with a straight hook? You have to put some bait first." Li Yuan asked in a serious manner.

He is not an innocent little boy, nor is he a gentleman as Zhong Tingyue calls him.

Zhong Tingyue didn't understand what Li Yuan meant by "bait".

"Senior, what do you mean?"

Li Yuan chuckled and said, "That's right, I have to give you some benefits first, for example."

"Like what?"

"If you want to fish, you have to spread some bait. If you want to say that I have a secret intention towards you, you also want me to eat some bait before I can bite the hook, right?"

"Senior, I suddenly realized that you are a bit naughty." Zhong Tingyue spat lightly, pursed her lips, and looked at Li Yuan, feeling that he had the kind of naughty smile of the male protagonist in an idol drama.

"Senior, I want to know, how did you catch me in your last life?"

Li Yuan looked directly at Zhong Tingyue, and when the two eyes met, sparks seemed to collide. It was not until Li Yuan looked at Zhong Tingyue that he was a little shy that he withdrew his "glad killing".

Li Yuan shrugged, looked at the slightly shy Zhong Tingyue, and said jokingly: "If I said that you took the initiative to pursue me, would you believe it?"

Zhong Tingyue rolled her eyes at him and said with a smile: "I don't believe it."

"Since you don't believe it, there's nothing you can do." Li Yuan spread his hands, and the two of them walked side by side on the tree-lined path.

"Are we going to the football field tonight?"

Zhong Tingyue carried the guitar on her back and followed Li Yuan side by side. She snickered and asked, "Senior, why do you still go to the football field? Do you want to do bad things again?"

Li Yuan, who was heartbroken by the shouting, shouted that he was wronged: "Little Moon, how can you call me doing bad things? I use my eyes to discover beauty to appreciate the most beautiful dance in the world."

Zhong Tingyue curled her lips and snorted: "Humph, senior, I didn't expect you to be so glib. You must have deceived girls a lot."

Li Yuan looked at Zhong Tingyue's beautiful side face without blushing and his heart not beating.

"No other ordinary girl is worthy of my deception. If I want to deceive, I have to deceive someone like you, the Moonlight Goddess."

Zhong Tingyue sounded very happy, and replied a little arrogantly: "That's not necessarily true. There are many beauties in our Daxia University, and I am not the most beautiful."

"But in my heart, little moon, you are the most beautiful."

Li Yuan thought to himself, what you said is really good. As a normal 985 university, Daxia University has the best quality of beauties.

The two girls who had close contact with him also had good looks that were not inferior to Zhong Tingyue, but they did not have the aloof goddess-like temperament of Zhong Tingyue.

"By the way, senior, there is a very beautiful girl in our dormitory. Do you want to meet her?" Zhong Tingyue looked at Li Yuan playfully.

Li Yuan shook his head: "I don't want to."

The figure of Bai Weixi appeared in Zhong Tingyue's mind, and she glared at Li Yuan with her beautiful eyes.

"Hmph, what you say is true. If you see her, you will definitely want to get to know her."

"It's a pity that you don't have a chance. My beautiful roommate already has a boyfriend. He's still a childhood sweetheart."

Li Yuan glanced at Zhong Tingyue, who was triumphant and snickering, feeling a little funny and exciting.

I thought to myself, if I told you that I was the childhood sweetheart of your beautiful roommate, and we have already been in close contact with each other, I don’t know if you would still be able to laugh.

Could it be possible that two best friends would immediately fall out and turn against each other?

Li Yuan thought for a while and felt that it was impossible.

Zhong Tingyue and Bai Weixi are both proud girls. If they really want the truth to be revealed, they will most likely keep it secret when they encounter the Shura Field.

He is the outsider.

…

As they walked, the two of them walked to the football field at the same time.

Same old place, same location.

Li Yuan smiled and said: "Little Moon, do you want to play and sing for me today?"

Zhong Tingyue took off her guitar bag and plucked the strings with her fingers, and a clear and sweet sound could be heard.

"Senior, I have been practicing this song "Nan Shan Nan" all day. Do you want to listen to it?"

Li Yuan naturally nodded without hesitation. He came out so late just to listen to Zhong Tingyue playing and singing.

Otherwise, do you really think he was doing it to look at the black stockings and admire Little Moon's long legs?

Of course it's the latter.

Li Yuan smiled and said, "I want to hear it."

Zhong Tingyue looked at Li Yuan with her beautiful eyes, bit her lips, blinked her big bright eyes, and her faint red lips were bright and sexy.

"Senior, if you want to hear it, then you must agree to my request."

Li Yuan was confused: "Oh, what's the request?"

"This song is a little too sad. It's a tragic story."

Zhong Tingyue spoke slowly and looked at Li Yuan seriously, with special affection in her eyes.

"What if one day, that little moon is freed from the shackles of the well."

"Senior, can you write another song with a happy ending for me?"

After Zhong Tingyue finished speaking, she stared at Li Yuan closely, her heart in her throat, for fear that Li Yuan would refuse.

Li Yuan looked at Zhong Tingyue calmly, saw the anticipation and nervousness in her eyes, and smiled as well.

"I can promise you, but you must also promise me a request."

Zhong Tingyue's smile became brighter.

"I agree, but it can't be an excessive request."

Li Yuan was refreshed when he heard this, and glanced at the long legs in black silk stockings under the moonlight.

Zhong Tingyue met Li Yuan's gaze, and seemed to know what he wanted to do, and nodded with blushing cheeks.

It was Li Yuan's turn to be stunned. Did she misunderstand me?

Did she think I was a pervert who was addicted to long legs in black silk stockings?

Li Yuan hesitated to speak, looked at Zhong Tingyue's long legs in black silk stockings, licked his lips, and could only make the best of a bad situation.

Feeling the smoothness of black silk stockings, it seems not bad?

Zhong Tingyue played the guitar softly, humming the song "Nanshan Nan"...

"You are in the bright sunshine in the south, and the snow is falling. I am in the cold night in the north, and the four seasons are like spring... Nanshan Nan, Beiqiu sad, Nanshan has valleys, the south wind whispers, Beihai Bei, Beihai has tombstones..."

Zhong Tingyue's voice is much better than Li Yuan's, and when she plays the guitar, there is a strong sense of sadness lingering in the night sky.

Li Yuan listened quietly, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

"The singing of the little moon may be more appropriate for the feeling of loneliness, sadness, and regret, full of storytelling, and my singing is a bit pretentious..."

A few minutes later, Zhong Tingyue hummed the last sentence, and tears flickered faintly in her eyes.

She stared at Li Yuan quietly, and asked with a forced smile: "Senior, how was my singing?"

Li Yuan did not smile this time, but looked at her calmly, and commented seriously: "Little Moon, I can hear a story in your singing, it's very nice."

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips and responded softly: "Then you heard it, is it the story of the two of us?"

"The story of the two of us?" Li Yuan chewed on the meaning of this sentence. What Zhong Tingyue said was very interesting, and it can be said that the hint was already very obvious.

Li Yuan, he, naturally understood it.

"Little Moon, the story of the two people in this song is a little sad. I promise you that I will rewrite our story."

Zhong Tingyue nodded shyly.

She glanced at her long black silk legs, looked at Li Yuan, and asked softly: "Senior?"

"Hmm?" Li Yuan replied, and saw Zhong Tingyue's long black silk legs moving towards him.

Li Yuan's heart was pounding, and his hands seemed to be uncontrollable, moving towards the black silk on their own.

When he touched the smooth black silk, Li Yuan's body trembled suddenly and he couldn't help sliding...

"Senior?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Can you please stop touching me?"

"Oh? My hand has its own thoughts and is out of my control."

"Haha, man!"

There's another chapter in the evening