majiaqiI would like to ask you to accompany me to pick out gifts.
She found that Ma Jiaqi was a little shy, and Pei Xichun boldly guessed that he might want to give this gift to Song Yaxuan.
peixichunMay I ask who the gift was for?
majiaqiTo someone I like.
peixichunDo I know someone you like?
Pei Xichun was interested in gossip. She was influenced by He Suisui, and she was really happy to knock other people's cp. She only felt a little pity, why were there seven or eight people in the dormitory, and all of them were not straight.
"Because of like-minded people?"
This rebellious conclusion was briefly recognized by the girl.
majiaqiAnd... far away in front of you.
"Isn't this Song Yaxuan?"
Combined with the last time I accidentally flipped through the search records of Ma Jiaqi's browser, Xi Shengsheng was originally just suspicious, but now he is completely sure!
This guy must like Song Yaxuan.
peixichunThe person you like must be cute.
Pei Xichun, who was immersed in his fantasy world, naturally did not notice Ma Jiaqi's fiery eyes.
peixichunIn that case, I can help with this.
peixichunIt's just that I don't know what the other person likes.
majiaqiI think if you choose it, the other party will definitely like it.
majiaqiBecause, because you have a good eye.
Ma Jiaqi laughed dryly. He did not intend to break this relationship with Pei Xichun now.
He knew very well that he liked Pei Xichun, and that lingering figure lingered in his mind for a long time. Facing his strange desire to protect and possess, he thought he should be in love.
Every time he had this idea, Pei Xichun would be the first to emerge in his mind. Ma Jiaqi was not a person with outdated concepts. In his cognition, liking was liking, and had nothing to do with others.
Therefore, adult teenagers also want to be brave for their own feelings.
"Even if Pei Xichun refuses."
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peixichun[Xuan Xuan Xuan!]
songyaxuan[Hello Xiaochun.]
peixichun[Huh? Why don't you call me Pei Pei.]
songyaxuan[Like Xiaochun.]
songyaxuan[So this is a nickname.]
Etc.
Pei Xichun's hand on the phone trembled slightly. She lost her memory, and she remembered what Song Yaxuan confessed to her yesterday. Right now, Song Yaxuan likes herself, and Ma Jiaqi likes Song Yaxuan...
She looked at the man who was focusing on driving, and then looked at Song Yaxuan's chat dialog box. The little face that was in a good mood collapsed.
peixichun[Xuan, let me ask you a serious question.]
peixichun[Do you like Ma Jiaqi?]
songyaxuan[We are good brothers.]
peixichun[Then I'll ask you.]
peixichun[Do you have any favorite gift?]
songyaxuan[I want a pan.]
peixichun[Didn't you buy a bite for nine hundred yuan?]
The boy made a cute little expression. Pei Xichun wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't get angry with him.
She directly asked my opinion and then asked Ma Jiaqi to choose a gift, so that Ma Jiaqi did not have to figure out Song Yaxuan's mind, and Song Yaxuan would not receive a gift she did not like.
Two birds with one stone, Pei Xichun couldn't help but praise himself.
majiaqiWhy are you so happy?
peixichunI thought of a nice gift.
majiaqiJust pick a gift you don't hate.
majiaqiI'm sure that person will like it too.
He planned to give Pei Xichun a confession after buying the order. The man looked at the co-pilot and couldn't help but smile.
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