The school bully is not sweet, she is reborn and throws herself on the school hunk

Shen Suihe pulled the man's hand away and opened her red lips.

She pretended to clear her throat.

"I dreamt about you last night. It would be great if you could dream about me too."

Song Nanzhou was stunned, and then he was very happy.

"I often dream about my sister, really."

Shen Suihe uttered an "oh" with a rising tone.

"What do you dream about me?"

Song Nanzhou smiled without saying anything, his eyes looking a little embarrassed.

Shen Suihe stretched out her legs and rested them on his shoulders, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"I knew you had bad intentions and you have no shame."

Song Nanzhou grabbed the woman's feet and kissed the back of her feet devoutly.

"I just dreamed that we had a wedding, lived a shameless life together, and no one could stop us from then on."

Shen Suihe withdrew his foot unhappily and returned to the topic.

"Your face is round, like the big jade plate hanging in the sky on the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th. I love pinching it."

Song Nanzhou fell silent, and long-lost memories slowly came to his mind.

Seeing this, Shen Suihe couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

She slowly took out the pink letter from behind her and read it affectionately.

She read all the contents of the letter in one breath, until the last sentence, and looked at Song Nanzhou as she read.

"I wish you peace and happiness every year...tsk tsk tsk...what a corny thing to say."

The tips of Song Nanzhou's ears were already extremely red, but he still held on to the sofa tightly and refused to admit it.

"Sister, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Really don't understand?"

Song Nanzhou nodded, replied with a "hmm" and tried to change the subject.

"Sister, it's getting late, let's take a rest."

How could Shen Suihe do as he wished? She grabbed him and dragged him back to the sofa.

"Why are you in such a hurry? We have to figure out who this love letter is written to. Aren't you curious?"

Song Nanzhou shook his head silently, "Sister, it's none of my business who it's given to, let's go to bed."

Shen Suihe leaned over and poked Song Nanzhou's chest with her fingertips. The firm touch made her unable to help but pinch it.

"Hiss...Sister...Don't do this."

"What? You wrote the love letter yourself, and you really have no impression of it at all?"

Song Nanzhou looked surprised and raised his eyes.

"Sister, did I write this? So that's how it is. I understand now. This must be the love letter I wrote to you."

Shen Suihe pursed his lips and said unhappily: "Don't be so nice, the girl you wrote about in the letter has a face as round as a jade plate, I want to pinch her..."

The words stopped abruptly.

She seemed to remember that her face was chubby when she was in school, and Song Nanzhou always pinched her face in the name of tutoring her! |

If this is the explanation, then things seem to make sense.

When Song Nanzhou saw Shen Suihe's look of sudden enlightenment, he knew that she had also remembered something.

"elder sister?"

Shen Suihe coughed to hide her embarrassment, but she couldn't figure it out, so she threw the letter into his arms.

"Even if you wrote it to me, why didn't you give it to me? Why did you put it in a book instead?"

Song Nanzhou thought that he did want to, but at that time Shen Suihe had been bewitched by the wild man and no longer came to him for tutoring, so how could he have the chance to send him a love letter.

"Maybe I didn't write it well, sister. I have lost my memory, how can I still remember it?"

The excuse of amnesia is quite useful. It can also be used as an excuse to blur the past some embarrassing things that we did when we were young.

Shen Suihe noticed Song Nanzhou's slightly innocent look and tilted her head to stare at him.

"You really don't remember? Not even a hint of it?"

Song Nanzhou raised his lips and shook his head.

"Sister, can I still lie to you?"

Shen Suihe didn't buy his trick and took out a few letters from another book.

"If you didn't finish writing one letter, what about these five, six, seven, and eight? They're not finished either?"

Song Nanzhou looked at those pink envelopes and all he wanted was to escape.

It was a public execution.

"Sister, although these letters were not delivered in time, it is fate that you found them now. It shouldn't be too late, right?"

Shen Suihe patted Song Nanzhou's cheeks a few times, still smiling.

"As expected of you who have participated in special forces training, you can answer any questions with ease. Even with amnesia, I still can't catch you at all."

"Sister, so you will be angry?"

Song Nanzhou asked back, with a nervous look on his face.

"I'm just wondering, why did you write a love letter without signing your name? Do you think you can reuse it if it fails?"

"Sister, I don't think I'm that kind of person. Besides, the love letter hasn't been sent yet. Now we're together, so let's just let the past go."

Shen Suihe thought he could find something to hold against Song Nanzhou, but he didn't expect this result. It's boring.

"Forget it, we don't need to pursue this matter, but if I find out that you dare to lie to me, you can choose a cemetery with better feng shui. I'm going to wash my face."

Song Nanzhou watched Shen Suihe's back as he entered the bathroom. Sweat dripped down his forehead and he quickly wiped it off.

Isn't it too much to deceive Sui Sui about his amnesia?

If he is discovered one day, will Sui Sui be angry and ignore him? If he thinks he is a liar, wouldn't that be a loss?

Song Nanzhou's heart was pounding, and he was thinking, how about sleeping it off tomorrow and saying that his memory has been recovered?

But that would be too obvious, Sui Sui wouldn't believe it.

If all else fails, could we just create a car accident?

Thinking of this, Song Nanzhou had an idea in his mind. It would be better to be serious and rigorous in performing the whole act.

This idea was adopted and Achen was asked to prepare it tomorrow.

Click.

Shen Suihe came out of the bathroom and saw Song Nanzhou sitting on the sofa, deep in thought, and couldn't help but shout, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Nanzhou woke up in shock, walked over with a smile and hugged Shen Suihe's slender waist.

"Sister, how about we do some exercise before going to bed?"

Looking at the man's beautiful face, Shen Suihe lost interest. She pushed him away and was about to lift the quilt and lie down.

"It's too late, go to bed."

Song Nanzhou looked resentful after being rejected.

He then lay down beside her, holding Shen Suihe's arm and burying his head in her shoulder.

"elder sister......"

"Shut up and stop whining."

Song Nanzhou refused and grabbed Shen Suihe's other hand and placed it on his chest muscles.

"Sister, I've been exercising these days. Feel it and see if it feels good."

"Well, it's okay."

Shen Suihe's hands were on the man's chest, and she couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She thought to herself that it was a good thing that the lights were turned off, otherwise she would have been discovered.

Song Nanzhou felt that Shen Suihe's reaction was too indifferent, and he grabbed her wrist and pulled her down unconvinced.

"Sister, I also exercised my abdominal muscles, eight pack."

Shen Suihe felt like she was about to have a nosebleed, and she couldn't hold it in any longer if this continued.

Stop!

She roared in her heart, but secretly squeezed her hands.

My abdominal muscles feel nice and firm. The exercise these days has not been in vain.

"Sister, going further down is actually..."

"Enough, that's enough! That's enough."

Shen Suihe pulled his hand back mercilessly.

How could she not know what's going on? If you want her to compromise, that's impossible.

The image cannot collapse, she can maintain it.

But Song Nanzhou didn't think so. He felt that Shen Suihe was a little angry just now. Didn't she believe that those love letters were written to her?

Why is he so cowardly? Why didn't he sign his name back then? Now he has left this mess behind. No matter how he explains it, it doesn't seem convincing.

"Sister, you don't love me at all, are you still angry?"

"Sister, open your eyes and look at me. I don't believe you have empty eyes."

"Sister, please take care of me."

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