Chapter 110 Shi Yan, there is something I must make clear to you
However, Shi Yan didn't move forward even half an inch in the end. He put his arms around Song Jing's waist and leaned against her, falling asleep.
Song Jing was typing on his mobile phone, tapping the screen, and motioned for Ding Jia, who was driving, to take a look.
【How many days have you not closed your eyes?】
Ding Jia raised a five.
Song Jing lowered her eyes and took a look. The person who hadn't slept in five days was angry with the person who hadn't slept in seven days. They laughed at fifty steps and laughed at hundred steps. No wonder her eyes were blue.
Song Jing held the meat pie in one hand and raised his fingertips in the other hand to press an acupuncture point on the back of Shi Yan's neck. Shi Yan's brows gradually relaxed completely.
"Do you feel sorry for me?"
Song Jing said nothing and pressed the acupuncture point on the back of his neck for a while.
Shi Yan's body completely relaxed and he fell into a deep sleep, and his breathing became even and long.
The car came to a slow stop at the fork in the road, and Shi Yan opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and clear, and he didn't look like he had just fallen asleep at all.
"Get up." Song Jing put away his phone and shrugged his shoulders.
"Let me hold you for a little while longer." Shi Yan didn't want to move. He put his arm around Song Jing's waist and tightened it slightly, "Charge."
Song Jing turned his head to look at him, and Shi Yan raised the ends of his eyes slightly to look at her as well.
The two beautiful people looked at each other at such a close distance, their beauty multiplied by their beauty, doubly stunning.
Shi Yan's arm was slightly loosened, his right hand was retracted, and the pad of his index finger gently moved the pad of Song Jing's thumb. His cold voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up, "I can now understand that the king will never give up."
This is what I said in the morning. If it were me, I would have a beautiful woman in my arms, and I would also like to be a foolish king. I would sing and sing every night, and I wouldn’t even give you any clothes to wear.”
"..." Song Jing: "Master Shi, besides thinking about these yellow wastes, what else do you think about every day?"
"I wonder how we can kill a few more idiots from Country Y this time." Shi Yan's fingers stretched even further and touched Song Jing's palm.
President’s memory.”
"Can't this matter of seven days and seven nights be solved?"
"Yes." Shi Yan stood up and nodded his face, "You can try kissing me, maybe you can get through it."
"Then you will always remember it." Song Jing took his bag, opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car.
Shi Yan reached out and grabbed her wrist. Song Jing turned around and looked at him indifferently, "Is there anything else?"
Yes! I can’t bear to part with it!
"When I come back, I will take you to Wuxinju for dinner."
Shi Yan's eyes were soft, and there was tenderness in his eyes. His usual cold and distant aura turned into a lingering feeling in front of Song Jing.
It's not just a whim, it's not just a fun pursuit, it's a very serious pursuit.
Song Jing stared at him for a while, then Shi Yan's eyes became softer and warmer, "Jing'er, you keep staring at me like this, it's like you are inviting me to kiss you."
"You're overthinking." Song Jing turned his wrist and retracted his hand to get out of the car, stopping at the car door, "Shi Yan, there's something I think I should make clear to you. I'm engaged, so you don't have to come to me again.
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The smile at the corner of Shi Yan's mouth stopped, and he quirked up the corner of his mouth in a half-smile, and his eyes became deeper and deeper, "In order to reject me, you made up all these old-fashioned reasons?"
"I made it clear, believe it or not, it's up to you." Song Jing got into a car behind him, and the car separated from Shi Yan's car at the fork in the road.
Shi Yan's car door was still open, and Ding Jia asked cautiously, "Master, shall we go?"
The time was tight and the tasks were heavy. During this period, everyone was too busy to get a full night's sleep. This trip to Country Y was also very dangerous. Everyone was nervous. No one knew if they would come back alive after going out.
Shi Yan closed the car door, his face covered with frost, "Let's go."
In the car, Song Jing took out his mobile phone to play games, with a look of indifference on his face and a hint of irritation at the end of his eyes.
Su Luan sat next to her, "Song Jing, eat this. I heard that eating something sweet can make you feel better when you are in a bad mood."
Song Jing glanced at the white chocolate handed over and said, "I don't like sweets."
Su Luan paused, "Are you unhappy because of him?"
"Yeah." Song Jing admitted calmly and stopped playing games, "I'll take a nap."
Su Luan took back the chocolate, and the disappointment flashed in his eyes.
He could feel that Song Jing and Shi Yan were from the same group, and compared with them, he sometimes felt as if he was inferior in terms of seniority.
The car drove into the training camp of the Supernatural Power Bureau and parked in an open space.
"The training camp has arrived. The freshmen are gathering at Caoba over there. You can go there on your own." The person from the Superpower Bureau who picked them up pointed the way.
"Thanks."
When Song Jing and Su Luan got off the bus, there were already many people coming to Caoba where the freshmen were gathered. Judging by their school uniforms, they came from different schools across the country.
Everyone was a little baffled by being suddenly brought to the special training camp, but more of it was novel and exciting.
For young people of seventeen or eighteen years old, there is more or less boiling curiosity in their bones.
Song Jing and Su Luan walked over, and everyone's eyes turned to them. Some people had already recognized their school based on the school uniform.
"Look at the school uniform, they must be students from Haicheng Experimental Middle School. The first place in the special unified recruitment this time is a student from their school. It seems to be a girl. Could it be the very beautiful girl?"
"I don't think so. This girl seems to be very difficult to deal with. She's very gangster. She doesn't look like a top student, but more like a school bully. But she's really pretty, and she's so tall."
"Are you two stupid because of your reading? Don't you watch TV or mobile phones? That's Song Jing! Slap country y in the face, repair the dragon carving, and take out the last issue of the national style designer competition
The Chinese style works, the talented aura designer Feiyu who finally showed his face, are all Song Jing's vests, and they have become very popular on the Internet. They have been on the hot search for two days, and you don't even know it."
"Let me go, Song Jing is more beautiful in person than in the camera! I really envy the students of Haicheng Experimental Middle School for being able to go to the same school as such a god. She has to be gentle when accepting love letters in school, right?"
"Tch, you boys are so superficial." A girl next to me said sourly, "How can someone like Song Jing like you?"
"Even if Song Jing doesn't like us, we don't like you either."
"What's the fuss about?!" The boy in the crowd, who was half a head taller than the others next to him, said, looking at Song Jing and Su Luan with his eyes hanging, with contempt and ridicule, "I just know how to draw something, what's the big deal?
Yes, it deserves to be praised like an idiot by you. When you know why we are here for special training this time, I think you will become stupid."
"Yan Jue, from your tone, you seem to know why we were brought here this time. Please tell everyone."
Everyone's attention was focused on him. Yan Jue was so proud that his nose almost turned to the sky. "Want to know? Then do you know where we are now?"
"Superpower Bureau! You bumpkin's don't even know where the Superpower Bureau is, right?" Yan Jue suddenly called Song Jing, "Hey, bumpkin, do you want to know? If you want to know, just beg me, maybe I'll be happy