Seeing that he was getting more and more embarrassed and annoyed, Liu Xiyue pursed her lips tightly for a long time and suddenly raised her foot and stomped on the instep that was on the side, shouting: "Hey, why don't you argue with me?"

The rubber soles of the canvas shoes didn't hurt very much when they stepped on their feet, but Song Baojun found that the arrogant woman seemed really angry, so he had to say twice, "It hurts so much, why do you always like to quarrel with others? It's not enough to just quarrel in the cafe?"

"I like it, I want you to take care of it."

After driving around the other road, Liu Xiyue turned on the car audio.

The heavy subwoofer combination flows out the gorgeous tone of the high-end audio system. It is a very popular song "The Majestic Tomboy" sounded in Song Baojun's ears: "You are a tomboy who is tyrannical and majestic, and the speeding horse is like a wind, and the endless wilderness will be wandering with you..."

Liu Xiyue swung her body with the rhythm and hummed a few lines from time to time, looking very stateful.

"Hey, does it sound nice?" Liu Xiyue gave Song Baojun a blank expression and asked, "I plan to let the class arrange this song in the October Gala of our school."

Song Baojun turned off the soundtrack and Liu Xiyue glared at him again.

"Well, overall, the rhythm is strong, the melody is beautiful, and the lyrics are catchy. It's still good. If I haven't heard it, I will definitely like this song very much."

"Then why are you shutting it off?" Liu Xiyue shouted and wanted to turn on the speaker again.

Song Baojun quickly reached out and pressed it down: "Let me finish it first."

Unexpectedly, his hand was pressed against the delicate and smooth little hand of the arrogant woman. Liu Xiyue was immediately unhappy and shouted: "Hey, if you want to say it, why should I take advantage of me?"

Her face was pink and her eyes were big and round when she stared at her. She was so cute, with the taste of Lin Yuna from the Korean band "Girls' Generation". Such an unrestrained and stingy spirit reminded people of her savage girlfriend who is famous in the entertainment industry.

Song Baojun immediately raised his hand in disgust, with a look of "I almost ran into a dog's feces" on his face.

His expression was too obscene and realistic, especially when he was afraid of being slapped on his chest, Liu Xiyue couldn't tolerate it and shouted, "Hey, do you think of me? Do you have the courage to dislike me? Are you the onion? Do you actually dislike me? I told you to touch me, come and touch me, don't touch me and chop you to death!"

Song Baojun said intimately: If you are close to you, you will be angry, and if you ignore you, you will be unhappy. No wonder even Saint Kong sighed: "Only women are difficult to raise with villains. If you are close, you will not be grandchildren; if you are far away, you will be resentful."

It means: It is difficult for women to get along with villains. If you get close to them, you will dislike you. If you stay away from them, you will blame you.

This sentence is no longer appropriate for Liu Xiyue.

But how could he take Liu Xiyue's words seriously? If he really touched it, he would be afraid that he would die and look ugly.

So Song Baojun gritted his teeth and said, "Student Liu Xiyue, I have a feeling for you. You are like a lotus, which is out of the mud but not stained, washed in the clear water but not in awe, straight from the middle and outside, neither vines nor branches, the fragrance is clearer and clearer, and you can be seen from afar and not played with. You are so white, quiet and beautiful in my heart, pure and flawless, like a goddess, I only dare to stand in the distance and look at you quietly, but dare not approach, for fear that your vulgarity will desecrate your fairy spirit. So, don't ask me to touch you, right? That will be a torment to me."

Liu Xiyue sighed, as if she was very satisfied with his statement. She directly agreed to the title of "goddess", and forgot about the previous dispute between the two and said, "I really didn't know you were very good at talking before... Alas, why did Xie Qilu and the others say they wanted to repair you?"

Song Baojun lied and remained calm: "Actually, I have always been in love with you, but a few days ago, Xie Qilu and her gang found out, but she didn't allow me to fall in love with you. Our conflict broke out."

"Hehe, stop making it up. I know Xie Qilu is not that naive, so there must be some reason." Liu Xiyue's pride on her face was hard to hide, and she asked again: "Why did you just say "The Tomboy Who Makes a Horse" is not suitable?"

Song Baojun has gradually mastered the temperament of this arrogant woman, and he can only follow her hair and never touch her hair. He lit a cigarette, sprayed a sip of white cigarette, and said, "The Tomboy Who Makes a Horse" is too enthusiastic and unrestrained, and I don't think it fits the temperament of our liberal arts class."

"Hey, why are you smoking in my car? Even my dad dares to smoke in my car. It's almost extinguished." Liu Xiyue yelled for a long time, opened the car window, put her hand on her nose and waved it.

Song Baojun said calmly: "What's the name? I have been in love with you for two semesters. Can't even smoke a cigarette? Who dares to fall in love with you if this continues?"

Liu Xiyue smiled again: "Okay, just suck it, but only this one is allowed."

Song Baojun continued the previous topic and said: "Everyone has his own unique spiritual temperament. When his performance does not match his personality, he will be regarded as a psychopath. For example, you, Liu Xiyue, are pure and innocent, as beautiful as a fairy, noble and elegant, and every frown and smile makes boys intoxicated..."

Liu Xiyue laughed like a fool and couldn't stop her ears. She quickly sucked the saliva that was about to drip, turned her head to look at Song Baojun, and was relieved that he had not noticed his embarrassment.

"But if your behavior is out of this category, it will be amazing. For example, you suddenly get a Vietnamese haircut and blowjob, wear a sham-style outfit, wear jewelry bought from a street stall, and spray the Qishen flower dew as Chanel No. 5. Will people still think you are a goddess?"

Liu Xiyue nodded constantly: "Something makes sense, let's continue."

"The style and temperament of our class are the same. Is the Chinese department? A gentleman is as gentle as jade, so he should naturally be more elegant. It is not that "The Tomboy Who Makes a Horse" is not good. This song is too popular. There are big men who pick their feet in the fields and streets and alleys everywhere, playing infinitely with their phones with dual-slot dual-standby super-volume super-volume, and they will vomit every day. Can't our Chinese department be more unique and can rehearse other songs, so why do you need to follow the trend that has become a mess?" Song Baojun smiled and shook his head: "You are a super luxurious Porsche 911 playing "The Tomboy Who Makes a Horse" and you are so embarrassed to say hello to others?"
Chapter completed!