If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

Song Ningyi stared blankly at the news, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind:

What if I become a deserter temporarily.

No, no, that's Qiaoqiao. Didn't I put in so much effort just to see him, even if my face is disfigured, go, I have to go.

Song Ningyi rummaged through the cabinet and finally found a mask from the bottom of the cabinet, put it on, and sent a message to Chu Qiao casually:

【I'm going out too, I'll be there soon (ω)】

With the cute symbol on his hand, he was flustered, irritable and a little nervous.

The place agreed with Chu Qiao was the small teahouse where Jiang Yanjin had tea with last time.

"Fatty, you must protect me from being rejected by Qiaoqiao." Song Ningyi raised his hand to rub Mao Mao's head, but Mao Mao ruthlessly avoided it.

Putting on the wagashi carefully prepared for Chu Qiao, Song Ningyi got on the bus to the commercial center street with mixed feelings in her heart.

The sun is never seen here, so there is no difference between day and night.

Standing in front of the teahouse, through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, Song Ningyi tightly covered her mask, and looked inside.

There were only a few customers sitting inside, including the guys at the front desk, they could be counted on one hand.

Which one is Chu Qiao? Look, if you haven't seen him in person, then look for someone to look at.

Song Ningyi used her 5.0 eyesight when she cheated in the exam, and looked along the hands of each customer——

Hey!I really let myself see it.

A man sitting at the farthest corner of the teahouse, with his back facing him, was resting one hand on the table in boredom, knocking on the table.

Looking at the back, I feel pretty good. She belongs to the thin type, and the shoulder-length black mid-length hair is well maintained and shiny.

Song Ningyi watched it for a while, swallowed, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

There was a trace of panic in the footsteps, and Song Ningyi had to walk for 10 minutes from a distance of more than ten meters before reaching behind the man.

"Please, is this Mr. Chu Qiao?"

The man's hand knocking on the table suddenly stopped: "Huh? Are you looking for me?"

Ah, it's really Chu Qiao!So nervous, what does he look like?

The man turned his head slowly, and in this short moment, many kinds of handsome faces flashed across Song Ningyi's mind, like flipping through the pages of a picture album of beautiful men, and finally stopped at one of them .

It's up to him!Chu Qiao turn around!Let me see your prosperity...

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If being handsome is a crime, how many years should the man in front of you be sentenced to?Probably released in court.

"Handsome guy, what do you want from me?" A pretty face fell straight in front of Song Ningyi, the back view looked so full of expectations, why was the front face so vulnerable? !

But... he is Chu Qiao.

"Dingling—" At this time, the small bell at the door of the teahouse rang twice, indicating that someone had come in.

Song Ningyi took a deep breath, as if he didn't have the heart to worry about other things. He tremblingly handed over the wagashi he made by himself:

"Qiao, Qiaoqiao, this is a gift from me, wagashi I made by myself."

"Thank you~ You are so polite when we first meet." Chu Qiao took the wagashi without hesitation, and couldn't wait to open it.

"What is this, a decoration?"

Song Ningyi said dejectedly, "It's food..."

"Ah~ it's the legendary delicacy in the world, let me taste it." Chu Qiao took the wagashi and stuffed it into her mouth in one gulp.

"It's so delicious~" He held his face in his happy hands, his eyes seemed to be shining with water.

Song Ningyi continued to hang her head in frustration: "As long as you like it..."

The reason for the disappointment is not only that the appearance is very different from what I imagined, but the most important thing is that Chu Qiao doesn't seem to be as polite as in the live broadcast room. No one would open the gift in person and eat it directly.

"Pfft—" Suddenly, there was a chuckle from the side.

Song Ningyi subconsciously raised her head and looked towards the source of the laughter.

The half-length silver straight hair was tied up with small balls and tied behind his head, and a few dishonest strands of hair hung down from his forehead and brushed his lips, setting off a pair of gorgeous red lips, evoking a casual smile.

Song Ningyi watched silently, and couldn't help sighing in her heart:

This ghost is so white!like dough.

And looking at it from the side, his face is really too delicate, like a carefully carved jade statue, delicate and white.The eyelashes are slender and slightly curled, revealing a fan shape under the eyes.

Is it a man?female?Can't tell.

Song Ningyi sighed again, if only Chu Qiao had such a face, for a person like myself whose three views follow his appearance, if he had such a face, he would be able to bear it no matter how many small problems he had. .

"Okay, I'm done eating, tell me, what can I do for you." Chu Qiao had enough to eat and drink, and finally got to the point.

"It's just...as long as I get the first place in the live broadcast, I can take you away..." Song Ningyi wanted to punch herself hard as soon as the words came out.

"No way! You actually like me so much! Although I know that I am one of the most beautiful women in the underworld, I still feel flattered that you have worked so hard for me..." Chu Qiao blushed, her hippopotamus-like nostrils humming Chi Heng Chi sprayed out hot air.

Song Ningyi has no other thoughts now, just want to cry, want to cry loudly.

But the most important thing for a man is to keep his word. Since he promised to be responsible for the rest of his life, he must take the responsibility that a man should have.

"Qiao... Chuqiao, I, I like you, so please give me a little more time. When I reach the number one spot, I, I will let the whole hell know that you, you are me..." Hey, It's really hard to say it.

Chu Qiao leaned forward slightly, staring at Song Ningyi with a pair of small eyes that couldn't be seen to be open or closed, as if she was also looking forward to the true love vow he was going to say next.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha!" Suddenly there were a few loud laughs from the side.

The two of them followed the trend and saw the white-haired man covering his mouth and rolling forward and backward with a smile.

Song Ningyi: "Sorry, what are you laughing at, we are talking about serious things now."

Bai Mao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, barely controlled his emotions, turned on the phone and flipped through it, then threw it to Song Ningyi's hand.

Song Ningyi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the mobile phone that Baimao threw over.

Suddenly, I found that there was a dialog box on the screen.

Song Ningyi: [Qiaoqiao, I'm worried that I can't contact you these few days. I know that I have nothing to do with you, and I have no right to take care of your affairs, but I met you a few days ago Pluto, so there are some things we have to talk about face to face. 】

Song Ningyi looked at the dialog box, looked up at the white-haired man, looked down at the dialog box, and then looked up at "Chu Qiao" sitting opposite.

The unintelligent little head was running slowly. After a while, he raised his head and asked Baimao stupidly:

"Who are you."

The white-haired man tilted his head and smiled softly: "Chu Qiao."

Song Ningyi turned to the person who claimed to be Chu Qiao: "Then who are you?"

"Chu Qiao."

Song Ningyi: ...

The white-haired man got up and took his mobile phone: "Since you have found the love you will spend the rest of your life with, then I won't bother you. Goodbye."

A flash of electric light with sparks split Song Ningyi's skin.

He quickly grabbed the half box of wagashi left on the table, rushed out of the teahouse, and followed the white-haired man.

"Wait, wait a minute, misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

Chu Qiao didn't seem to have any intention of really leaving. She stood on the side of the road for a long time and waited until Song Ningyi came after her, then raised her hand and pretended to hail a taxi.

"He said he was also called Chu Qiao, that's why I mistook him and made a joke." Song Ningyi hurriedly handed over the remaining half box of wagashi, "Here, this is a little dessert I made by myself. Would you like to try it?"

Chu Qiao raised the corners of her mouth, quite coquettishly: "Only half a box?"

"He ate half of the box, and I'll make it for you again."

Chu Qiao shook her head, pinched a piece of wagashi in the shape of cherry blossoms with her slender fingers, looked at it, and took a small bite.

"Sweet." Chu Qiao bit off the remaining half of wagashi, took out a tissue to wipe her hands.

"Hey, as long as you like it." After finishing speaking, Song Ningyi realized that this sentence seemed to have been said just now.

"However, why are you wearing a mask? Because you are red, afraid that people will recognize you?" Chu Qiao leaned over curiously, and looked at him carefully through the mask.

Song Ningyi scratched her cheek embarrassingly: "Because I put on a fake mask, I'm allergic..."

"Take it off and let me see."

Song Ningyi took a step back and covered her face: "No."

"So you plan to wear a mask for the rest of your life to prevent me from seeing your face?"

"Allergies will be cured, and it won't be like this for a lifetime..."

Chu Qiao smiled, turned sideways, looked at the busy main city avenue, and said calmly, "I know you came to me this time to say something to me."

"I know this matter is absurd to you, maybe it's my wishful thinking and I didn't consider your feelings, I'm sorry, but I really like you very much, you don't need to give me an answer now, think about it carefully, even if... Even if I refuse, I... I have no complaints."

The more Song Ningyi spoke, the lower her voice became, and the last two words almost became a breathy sound.

Chu Qiao looked at him with great interest, and there was always a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"But your expression doesn't look like you don't complain."

I have to say that Song Ningyi is really easy to understand, all emotions are shown on his face.

Song Ningyi pursed her mouth, and tapped the tips of her index fingers together: "What can I do, I'm not the kind of person who hides my emotions by nature, and it's too late to teach me now."

Chu Qiao pondered for a moment, then raised her head suddenly, her eyes looked like crescent moons when she smiled:

"Then wait for the day when you are on the top of the list, come to me."

Song Ningyi thought for a long time before finally realizing that Qiaoqiao agreed to him!As long as he becomes No. [-] in Sanzhi's live broadcast, he can abandon Pluto and come to him, and then do this and that with himself.

"Qiaoqiao, you are so kind, can I hug you, just like on TV." Song Ningyi's excited eyes started to shoot little stars.

Chu Qiao frowned slightly, but her smile did not fade away, she thought for a long time before she nodded lightly:

"can."

As soon as the words fell, a bear hug rushed over.

Song Ningyi was seven or eight centimeters shorter than Chu Qiao, and when she hugged him, her head was just buried in his chest, like a coquettish kitten, rubbing back and forth in his arms.

Kind of cute.

"Then can we go out on dates frequently in the future?" Song Ningyi pushed his nose and face while striking while the iron was hot.

Chu Qiao: "... yes."

"Then can I kiss you now?"

While speaking, a small face approached without hesitation.

This time, Chu Qiao finally couldn't bear it anymore and pushed his face away: "Don't push yourself too hard."