I stole the big guy's baby
Chapter 51
"Playing games?" I stayed up almost all night, and I clicked on Song Qianyi's chat box with dark circles under my eyes.
"Is this the time to say this?"
It seems that no matter what time, he will reply to my message as soon as possible.
"I have considered all the issues you have considered. Don't worry about the distance. It only takes an hour's drive from City H to City Q. There is no need to worry about the family. Our families are relatively well-off. Besides, I am already financially independent and have a lot of money at home. A certain right to speak."
Song Qianyi on the Internet is more calm and talkative than him in reality.Like a shrewd businessman, you can easily see through your concerns and come up with corresponding bargaining chips.
I admit I was shaken.
As netizens said, it is not easy to like each other. If we can overcome all difficulties together in the future, the relationship will be indestructible.
Then I had nothing to worry about, and I decided to call him directly.
"Thank you for thinking so much about me, I like you too."
The breathing on the other side of the phone gradually became rapid, but there was no voice for a long time.
"Qianyi?" I called him affectionately.
"I'm here." Song Qianyi took a deep breath, with a slight smile in his tone, "I really can't help your voice."
"Only like my voice?" I raised my eyebrows, pretending to be dissatisfied.
"Start from the voice, get stuck in the appearance, and be loyal to the talent."
I paused for a few seconds, then said sourly, "Why didn't I see that you were so good at flirting before?"
Song Qianyi replied seriously, "Because I like you so much, I said it naturally."
I glanced back at my sleeping roommate, walked lightly to the balcony and closed the glass door, "I want to hear how you met me, is that okay?"
Song Qianyi's voice flowed in my ears like clear tea, and only then did I know that his liking for me was not just a whim.
When I entered the freshman year, I went through a rigorous training period and entered the radio station. At the same time, I was lucky to be assigned to the broadcast group of my favorite animation-related columns.
But on the first day I took office, there was a broadcasting accident: I got the wrong manuscript.
The director was gesturing to me outside, but I didn't turn off the microphone, but read a short paragraph along the script.
After that, my mind was running fast, and I searched out the relevant knowledge accumulated in the usual time, and half an hour was passed without any danger.
I was ready to be criticized, but the director not only didn't scold me, but also praised my adaptability.
Since then, my status in the radio station has improved a lot, and the management has privately discussed letting me take over as the station director.
Although in the end I didn't take over.
Song Qianyi noticed my voice at that time, and at the same time, he heard the broadcast accident.
Later, he asked someone to help me find out my information, and learned about my professional grade in the department and my appearance.
He would also play tricks and create some chance encounters to secretly watch me, but unfortunately, I am so stupid that I didn't notice it even once.
"Do you think I'm a little... perverted?" Song Qianyi's voice was very soft, like a feather falling on my heart, rippling and rippling.
"How come, how can there be such a good-looking pervert." I retorted solemnly.
Probably a lover filter, if it is put on a stranger, I will only get goosebumps.But Song Qianyi is like this, I feel a little sweet on the contrary.
Alas, love makes fools.
"You mean, if I don't look good, I'm a pervert?"
"No, it's not that I like your face."
Saying this makes me feel guilty.
"Then what do you like about me?" Like thousands of girls in love, Song Qianyi threw me a proposition.
"I like your taciturnity but you communicate bravely for me; I like your clear eyes full of me; I like your emotions because of my various small actions... I like you just because it is you."
I used to think that talking about love was too nasty, but now it seems that it is indeed like what Song Qianyi said, it will be revealed naturally when facing the person I like.
"Aren't you more flirtatious than me?" Song Qianyi whispered, "Is this the first time you're in love..."
"Of course it's the first time. If you don't believe me, you can go to the school to inquire, or to my house to inquire." Just kidding, I am Jiang Yang, who does not change my name or surname, and is recognized by everyone as a peerless good man.
"Speaking of which, tomorrow is Valentine's Day."
Yes, tomorrow is Valentine's Day.How lucky to be able to spend the first holiday that belongs to the two of us so soon.
"Is this the time to say this?"
It seems that no matter what time, he will reply to my message as soon as possible.
"I have considered all the issues you have considered. Don't worry about the distance. It only takes an hour's drive from City H to City Q. There is no need to worry about the family. Our families are relatively well-off. Besides, I am already financially independent and have a lot of money at home. A certain right to speak."
Song Qianyi on the Internet is more calm and talkative than him in reality.Like a shrewd businessman, you can easily see through your concerns and come up with corresponding bargaining chips.
I admit I was shaken.
As netizens said, it is not easy to like each other. If we can overcome all difficulties together in the future, the relationship will be indestructible.
Then I had nothing to worry about, and I decided to call him directly.
"Thank you for thinking so much about me, I like you too."
The breathing on the other side of the phone gradually became rapid, but there was no voice for a long time.
"Qianyi?" I called him affectionately.
"I'm here." Song Qianyi took a deep breath, with a slight smile in his tone, "I really can't help your voice."
"Only like my voice?" I raised my eyebrows, pretending to be dissatisfied.
"Start from the voice, get stuck in the appearance, and be loyal to the talent."
I paused for a few seconds, then said sourly, "Why didn't I see that you were so good at flirting before?"
Song Qianyi replied seriously, "Because I like you so much, I said it naturally."
I glanced back at my sleeping roommate, walked lightly to the balcony and closed the glass door, "I want to hear how you met me, is that okay?"
Song Qianyi's voice flowed in my ears like clear tea, and only then did I know that his liking for me was not just a whim.
When I entered the freshman year, I went through a rigorous training period and entered the radio station. At the same time, I was lucky to be assigned to the broadcast group of my favorite animation-related columns.
But on the first day I took office, there was a broadcasting accident: I got the wrong manuscript.
The director was gesturing to me outside, but I didn't turn off the microphone, but read a short paragraph along the script.
After that, my mind was running fast, and I searched out the relevant knowledge accumulated in the usual time, and half an hour was passed without any danger.
I was ready to be criticized, but the director not only didn't scold me, but also praised my adaptability.
Since then, my status in the radio station has improved a lot, and the management has privately discussed letting me take over as the station director.
Although in the end I didn't take over.
Song Qianyi noticed my voice at that time, and at the same time, he heard the broadcast accident.
Later, he asked someone to help me find out my information, and learned about my professional grade in the department and my appearance.
He would also play tricks and create some chance encounters to secretly watch me, but unfortunately, I am so stupid that I didn't notice it even once.
"Do you think I'm a little... perverted?" Song Qianyi's voice was very soft, like a feather falling on my heart, rippling and rippling.
"How come, how can there be such a good-looking pervert." I retorted solemnly.
Probably a lover filter, if it is put on a stranger, I will only get goosebumps.But Song Qianyi is like this, I feel a little sweet on the contrary.
Alas, love makes fools.
"You mean, if I don't look good, I'm a pervert?"
"No, it's not that I like your face."
Saying this makes me feel guilty.
"Then what do you like about me?" Like thousands of girls in love, Song Qianyi threw me a proposition.
"I like your taciturnity but you communicate bravely for me; I like your clear eyes full of me; I like your emotions because of my various small actions... I like you just because it is you."
I used to think that talking about love was too nasty, but now it seems that it is indeed like what Song Qianyi said, it will be revealed naturally when facing the person I like.
"Aren't you more flirtatious than me?" Song Qianyi whispered, "Is this the first time you're in love..."
"Of course it's the first time. If you don't believe me, you can go to the school to inquire, or to my house to inquire." Just kidding, I am Jiang Yang, who does not change my name or surname, and is recognized by everyone as a peerless good man.
"Speaking of which, tomorrow is Valentine's Day."
Yes, tomorrow is Valentine's Day.How lucky to be able to spend the first holiday that belongs to the two of us so soon.
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