Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

Song Ziqin coughed, and he seemed to understand Feng He's thoughts from his strange eyes.

In fact, he was too flattered. After all, Feng He had never called him when they were playing together before, and he had never introduced himself.

Feng He decided not to answer Song Ziqin's low-level question.

He suddenly remembered that he had to maintain his image as a stupid, vicious bumpkin in front of Song Ziqin.

So he said, "I want to take a ride with you when I go home today. I've never taken such a nice ride before! My mother took me on the subway when I came here, and I've never taken the subway alone before..."

Feng He had no awareness of herself as an outsider and directly said "going back to the Song family" as "going home".

He even added that he had never ridden in such a nice car or taken such a subway, which must be considered unfashionable in front of Song Ziqin.

Feng He couldn't help but think proudly, and even laughed out loud in her heart.

In fact, he didn't know that his eyes were clear and innocent when he said that, and it didn't make people feel that he was unsophisticated or vain at all.

After hearing Feng He's words, Song Ziqin was stunned. What...what? His goal was achieved just like that.

"Okay, okay. Then I'll pick you up from your class after school."

"Ah...ah?!"

Feng He was stunned for a moment when she heard Song Ziqin agree without any hesitation.

"Oh, good."

Feng He reacted quickly and agreed to Song Ziqin's arrangement in time.

Hehe, I suddenly feel that this task is so easy!

Feng He couldn't help but happily chat with the system.

[…Okay, do it well.]

It was exactly 5:30 when the last class in the afternoon ended. Feng He was packing her schoolbag in the classroom and counting the homework assigned by each teacher.

"Feng He! Let's go."

Song Ziqin ran into the classroom of Class 23 of Grade 3, panting.

Before Feng He could answer, a voice had already come out.

"Ziqin, why are you here? Do you know Fenghe?"

Chen Fengze looked at Song Ziqin in confusion. He had originally wanted to invite Feng He to dinner today and then send him home.

Feng He was also puzzled. It turned out that Chen Fengze was Song Ziqin's friend and she had never seen him in the Song family before.

Chen Fengze wanted to get closer to Feng He.

Although they live in the same dormitory, Feng He seems to be particularly fond of studying and usually doesn't speak actively.

Sometimes he wanted to talk to him but was afraid of disturbing him while studying.

In the evening, he would occasionally buy Feng He a cup of milk tea or give him a small cake, and every time Feng He took it, she would smile at him.

It's so sweet that it's almost killing him.

In fact, he wanted to buy it every day, but he was afraid that Fenghe would find it strange, so he refused to accept it.

When Song Ziqin saw Chen Fengze, he suddenly remembered that Chen Fengze seemed to be from Class 23 of Grade 3, and it turned out that he was in the same class as Fenghe.

"Yes, Feng He will go back with me tonight."

Song Ziqin said this with a nonchalant look on his face.

He walked up to Feng He and helped her hold her schoolbag, and gave her a lollipop.

Chen Fengze's expression changed drastically. What...what, go back together?

Feng He just heard Song Ziqin say that he would go back with him, and thought that Yuan Zhuan must be very happy to hear that, as this shows how good his relationship with Song Ziqin is.

Song Ziqin was excited and nervous. He held Feng He's schoolbag in one hand and carefully held his hand with the other.

Feng He felt that Song Ziqin should already treat him as a friend.

Otherwise why would she be so nice to him, go home with him, and carry his schoolbag?

So he let Song Ziqin hold his hand. Holding hands was also very common between good friends of the same sex.

It was just a little childish, but Feng He swallowed the childish words in order to maintain the relationship.

There's nothing he can do about it. After all, Song Ziqin is younger than him. It's normal for him to be a little childish.

Feng He licked the lollipop in her mouth and lowered her eyes in thought.

You know what, this lollipop is quite delicious.

On the other hand, Song Ziqin looked at Fenghe's clasped hands with an expression of disbelief.

Hmm, his hands are so soft, small and white...

The nails are also small, and the nail bed is so pink...

So cute, I like it so much...

Song Ziqin interrupted the unhealthy thoughts in his mind in time.

Song Ziqin pulled Feng He out of the classroom, and he felt a little dizzy.

Chen Fengze looked at the two people walking out hand in hand, and immediately packed his schoolbag and followed them.

"Ziqin, what did you just say? What do you mean Feng He wants to go back with you?"

Chen Fengze followed the two of them and asked them questions. After thinking for a while, he walked to Feng He's right side. Song Ziqin was on Feng He's left side.

Song Ziqin was a little unsure whether he should tell Chen Fengze that Feng He was his aunt's son. He was afraid of hurting Feng He's self-esteem.

Song Ziqin didn't say anything for a long time, and Feng He couldn't help but speak herself.

"My mother works at his house and I live there temporarily."

"Oh...ohhh."

Chen Fengze was stunned. So that's how it is.

No wonder they could go home together, they were clearly going to the same destination.

Chen Fengze could probably guess that Feng He's mother should be an aunt of the Song family.

Feng He's life in school doesn't seem to be very good. He usually only goes to the first floor to eat because the food there is the cheapest.

He owns only a few pieces of clothing, and his cell phone is an old model from several years ago.

Chen Fengze couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and he would be nicer to Feng He in the future.

Chen Fengze looked at the two people walking away hand in hand and made a secret decision.

Feng He is the new school beauty and she is very well-known in the school. Along the way, countless people looked at Feng He and Song Ziqin, and some even took pictures.

Feng He pulled his hand back uncomfortably.

Song Ziqin touched his nose and he knew that Feng He was feeling a little uncomfortable.

When they walked to the front of the car, the driver had already gotten out to open the door for them and took the two schoolbags from Song Ziqin's hands.

After Feng He got into the luxury car that was going to pick up Song Ziqin, she saw the progress bar move forward a little.

He hid his mouth in his covered palms and smiled secretly.

"Song Ziqin, what do you usually do with your friends?"

Feng He wanted to integrate into Song Ziqin's social circle, so she started with his hobbies.

Song Ziqin, who had always been extremely positive, was now mumbling and speechless. He had never felt that his hobby was so embarrassing.

It's all about playing games with friends, drinking in the bar, and going out for food and drinks.

Why doesn't he be like his brother and ride horses or play golf when he has nothing to do? It suddenly makes a difference when he says this.

Seeing Feng He's curious eyes, Song Ziqin said with a stiff upper lip: "I usually play games when I have nothing to do."

Feng He was a little disappointed. Well, he didn’t like or know how to play games.

Song Ziqin glanced at Feng He and added, "I also like to go out and play with friends."

Sure enough, Feng He's eyes lit up. Going out with friends was a good opportunity for him to fit in.

Feng He pressed on: "Then...then can you take me to play with you when you have time? I also want to play with you guys."

After Feng He finished speaking, she covered her face inwardly. Even though they had played together a few times, he was really pushing his luck too far.

It’s okay, it’s okay, just to avoid ruining the character.

Song Ziqin was completely stunned, "You...what did you say?"

He must have heard it right, Feng He said she wanted to go out and play with him.

If there was no one here, Song Ziqin felt that he could dance for a while.