Come To the Question

The night after the exam, Song Man had a meal with his family, while Chu Fengqiu was with her father and her good husband and wife.

Song Man didn't know the result yet, but he was already looking forward to it.

"You can play for three months after the exam. Where do you want to go abroad to play?"

Song Qinglan put a chopstick dish for Song Man, Song Man picked it up and ate it, and fell into thinking.

"You can go to some meaningful places, which will be unforgettable in the future."

Tong Yiran spoke from the side, as a member of the Song family, although there was no substantive status, the whole Song family knew that this was the eldest young mistress.

Because he became a sister-in-law, Tong Yiran also became a lot more friendly to Song Man, which made Song Man realize the benefits of having two sisters. The point is that these two sisters are very rich, and they are not lenient in giving pocket money and buying gifts.

"I'll discuss it with Chu Fengqiu then."

"Well, going to play with good friends is more memorable."

Tong Yiran's words were meaningful, which made Song Man wonder if he was sensitive.

On the day the results came out, someone called Song Man's house first.

Song Man answered his mother's call and then answered his father, then Song Qinglan and Tong Yiran, as well as the teacher. In short, all kinds of congratulations made Song Man think that he had won the champion.

"My 718? Where is Chu Fengqiu?"

"She's 719, you two are so good."

Song Man wilted, his whole body was shrouded in shadows, he grabbed the shoulder of Chu Fengqiu next to him and shook it desperately.

"One point, one point!"

"I've already bought the maid outfit."

"When did you buy it, how could I not know!"

"It's still black silk."

"Chu Fengqiu, shut up!"

The principal of No. 1 Middle School, including the class teacher and the head teacher, all had a stiff smile on their faces. Two out of a class took over one or two provinces. They immediately set up banners, and posted various celebrations on the Moments.

Song Man was not happy, and the unknowing melon eaters thought that Song Man was sad because he didn't take the first place, but in fact Song Man was a black silk maid with a brain.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining in the room, and it was a little dazzling.

"Full, get up, the sun is about to dry your butt, how can there be a maid who wakes up later than the master."

Chu Fengqiu whispered beside Song Man and touched Song Man's face.

As soon as Song Man heard those two words, he was stimulated to wake up, but he still closed his eyes, thinking that it would be a while if he could stay for a while.

"I have already made breakfast. If I don't get up to eat it, it will be cold. It is your favorite fish ball and shrimp dumpling. If it is cold and reheated, the taste will be much worse."

"Know it."

For the sake of his beloved food, Song Man still opened his eyes, scratched his hair, and got up to wash.

"How to wear this thing."

The grumpy old lady was pulling the decorations in front of the mirror, putting on clothes and accessories for herself.

Couldn't bear to look straight at him - this is Song Man's comment on himself.

"Full, have you washed it?"

Chu Fengqiu waited in the restaurant for a while and didn't see Song Man coming. When he turned to ask, he took a breath.

"Come here, what are you urging?"

Song Maid Man pulled the choker she was wearing around her neck and walked out with an awkward expression.

Short black hair with white lace hair accessories, the large lace embellishment makes Song Man look full of sweetness, but that face is still the fierce expression on his face, but his face and ears are already red.

Underneath the lace skirt were legs wrapped in black, revealing a girl's femininity and unique beauty. Stepping on the slippers, her legs swayed unconsciously.

"Don't look! I'm eating!"

Song Man sat on the chair unnaturally, feeling that he was about to suffocate.

Growing up, she didn't love lace very much, and she didn't have that kind of doll, but today, she feels like an emotionless killer wrapped in lace.

This is probably the most vicious maid in the world. After eating, she fell into the room and turned on a completely autistic state.

"Such a maid will be returned."

Chu Fengqiu pinched Song Man's face and held her face.

"Then I'm going to take it off now?"

Song Man's eyes lit up with anticipation.

"But who made me a good master, how can I be willing to give you back, you are my trophy."

Chu Fengqiu's eyes were like a crescent moon, and the words he spat out beat Song Man's heart word by word, and the numbness flowed through the blood vessels, making Song Man's face hot.

"What... hum..."

Song Man vaguely said the phrase 'master', and was really embarrassed to say it.

"If it weren't for that point, you would be my trophy!"

Speaking of which, Song Man was heartbroken, just one point, just that one point.

They don't differ by one point in a certain subject, and the scores are evenly divided. Chu Fengqiu is better than Song Man in general. Song Man's English and mathematics make up the difference, mainly in Chinese. Song Man falls by several points. There is still a difference of one point for the part that is beyond mathematics and English.

"It's impossible."

Chu Fengqiu propped his head on the side of Song Man, and pressed him on top of Song Man.

"When I was buying clothes, the seller told me that the stockings were not of very good quality."

"Then you still buy it?"

"It means a good tear."

Song Man: ? ? ?

Then Song Man found that it was really easy to tear.

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