Chapter 495

Is he finally going to confess to me?

Song Yingxia saw Qin Zhao put away those perfunctory words, and his tone became calm, especially the faint glance at her, which made her nervous all of a sudden. Subconsciously biting her lips, the fingers of both hands were vigorously stirring the corners of her clothes, and her eyes were shining with excitement and fear. Without asking, she had been looking forward to the day when this matter would be brought to the table. As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father, as long as he has passed the test of Song Lieming, I believe it will be easy for his father to say.

The most important thing is whether the little cousin dares to tell the truth... Song Yingxia has always been confident in her appearance and temperament, including all aspects. She believes that in front of Suning Ye Qingling's daughters, she is not inferior at all and even stronger than them. The only obstacle is the blood relationship. Can't you not have children? Anyway, he has so many wives, so it doesn't matter if he is short of one, right?

Based on what she thought was 'very, very mature', Song Yingxia felt that as long as she gave Qin Zhao a little more support, he would be really stupid if he didn't say that he liked her and felt that way about herself... Come on, quickly say what you like about me! Actually, I don't blame you at all for treating me like that in the gym, really, I don't blame you at all...

"Nonsense, you? If I don't listen to the truth, am I here to listen to your nonsense?" As if knowing what Qin Zhao was about to say, Song Lieming glanced at his sister intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw her nervous look, his heart ached. After a while, I knew that I could no longer be sloppy about this matter. He patted the table with a smile, and said casually: "Hey, there are no outsiders, and I don't want to know what happened tonight, so I'll just ask you a word. Xiao Zhao, you are right, right Does welcoming summer have that kind of meaning?"

Am I a little demented? How dare you ask your cousin such an unprofessional thing? But... Sigh, if I don't show up, will I just watch Yingxia get deeper and deeper in this aspect? At this moment, Song Lieming felt that his smile was like the meaning expressed by Qin Zhao's eyes: naive and helpless.

After Song Lieming asked this sentence, before Qin Zhao could say anything, Song Yingxia raised his head and looked at him fixedly, with bright eyes and a hint of encouragement at the corners of his mouth: as long as you are bold, Say it, and I'll be yours in no time! Don't have any scruples, besides, my brother is not an outsider.

Although a certain person is not very old, but Xiaoao Huacong has a lot of experience. He didn't have to look at what a young girl like Song Yingxia was thinking. So he didn't go to see her either, so he said lightly: "I don't have any other feelings about her except the normal feeling of having a younger sister."

Just like when you were having dinner and suddenly heard that the lottery ticket you bought yesterday won the special prize, after Qin Zhao said this, Song Yingxia opened her mouth wide, her face full of surprises of disbelief, except Except for the uncontrollable trembling of his body, his thoughts completely stopped.

Damn, you kid won't say these words euphemistically? Although Song Lieming scolded Qin Zhao in his heart, he was indeed relieved: as long as his cousin is not obsessed with ghosts like Yingxia, then it will be easy. As for how to arrange Yingxia in the future... that's a matter for the future, anyway, I am very satisfied with Xiao Zhao's answer.

"Are you sure?" In order to make Song Yingxia completely give up, Song Lieming asked again.

"Don't be sure, because I have never had that kind of feeling between a man and a woman with Yingxia." After Qin Zhao finished speaking, he stood up and never dared to look at Song Yingxia again: "Cousin, if it's okay, I will I'm going back first, I have to go to class tomorrow morning, I have to think about it when I go back tonight. Hehe, you don't have to worry about Guo Jing, I will do it beautifully, and I will definitely not make you feel ashamed of."

"Okay." Song Lieming stood up, went around the table and walked to him, patted his * hard, and whispered with approval in his eyes: "Boy, brother is very happy that you are not dizzy, you can go Get ready and leave the rest to me."

In terms of coaxing girls, Song Lieming is no match for Qin Zhao, but the current situation does not allow him to show his skills here. After getting Song Lieming's approval, Qin Zhao smirked triumphantly, and when he nodded and was about to get out of the way, he heard Song Yingxia's cold voice: "Qin Zhao, please repeat what you just said, please?"

Except that Song Yingxia was domineering to Qin Zhao when they met for the first time, but as the two met each other more often, especially after the Jinghua falling into the river incident, what Song Yingxia showed in front of Qin Zhao may be what every man thinks The traditional Chinese female image: graceful and elegant, well-educated, and spotlessly clean...But never before, dare to call Qin Zhao's name directly like now, and the voice is so cold!

"I still have to go to Suning, cousin, I won't accompany you, hehe, don't send it off, I can take a taxi by myself." Qin Zhao smiled as if he didn't hear Song Yingxia's words at all. After saying something, without waiting for Song Lieming to say anything, he turned around and walked towards the door.

"Qin Zhao, stop!" Song Yingxia stood up from the sofa in a huff, and threw Song Lieming's general uniform on the sofa.

As if he had lost his hearing for a moment, Qin Zhao turned a deaf ear to Song Yingxia's stern shouts, and walked directly to the door without even turning his head. Just when his hand was about to grab the handle of the door, Song Yingxia grabbed a delicate glass ashtray on the coffee table, and smashed it hard at the back of his head!

I'm going to kill him!

This was Song Yingxia's only thought when she threw the ashtray at Qin Zhao with all her strength. It is said that people can perform at a super level under certain circumstances. For example, Song Yingxia, who has never done such strenuous exercise except when doing aerobics, completely exploded the latent physical ability of human beings when she threw out the ashtray. and terrible accuracy.

What is the speed of the ashtray in the air in meters per second when you throw it hard? Maybe you will say that you don't know, but you are also sure: no matter how fast the ashtray is, it is not as fast as the 700-900 rifle bullets per second.

Qin Zhao, who was able to calmly dodge the bullets countless times after the enemy's gunshots, heard the sound of piercing the air from behind his head, and just wanted to lower his head and dodge out of instinctive reflex, but, but a very strange His fearless spirit kept him motionless, allowing the ashtray flying at high speed to hit the back of his head hard.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Then there was the clang of the ashtray being dropped on the floor... and then there was a dead silence.

Blood slowly dripped from the back of Qin Zhao's head, and in the blink of an eye, the back of the brand new suit he just put on tonight was stained red. Even when Qin Zhao was absolutely sure to get out of the way, he was quite a bachelor and suffered this blow. The dark red blood dripped down the suit onto the snow-white floor, the shocking red contrasted sharply with the paleness of Song Yingxia's face.

Hold! I admit that your ability to deal with girls is much better than mine, but there is no need to mess around like this, right? Seeing that Qin Zhao used such an extreme method to prove something to Song Yingxia, Song Liem admired that this buddy really had a way, but also felt a little disappointed. After all, no matter how you say it, Song Yingxia is the sweetheart of the old Song family, but he would rather let her be disabled than say that he likes her, alas...

As if all this happened to someone else, Qin Zhao stretched out his hand to stroke his hair as if nothing had happened, and wiped the blood on his suit. When he turned around, there was no pain on his face at all. The meaning is, but the eyes are still bright, making Song Yingxia feel palpitations: "Do you want to do it again? If this can eliminate the resentment towards me in your heart, then I can give you the same chance again. But let me explain first, this is the last time!"

Qin Zhao bent down and picked up the ashtray which was of such good quality regardless of the blood still dripping from the back of his head. He calmly walked in front of Song Yingxia, stuffed the ashtray into her hand, and pointed to his forehead: "Here A suggestion, let’s hit the front this time, it’s not biased.”

Song Yingxia subconsciously took the ashtray, Song Lieming turned his head in embarrassment.

"Little cousin, you-you would rather let me hurt you than tell me what I want to hear, would you?" Song Yingxia's lips were trembling, and big tears fell down the tea table along her cheeks. On the floor, the ashtray in his hand also fell.

"Many times, swearing or lying is easier for me than drinking boiled water, but I don't want to use them to deceive you, because you are my little cousin." Qin Zhao sighed softly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Reluctantly, she reached out and touched Song Yingxia's face, wiping away his tears. Because of the blood on her hands, her face was surprisingly red: "I'm not blind. I have no reason not to like you, a girl who is outstanding in all aspects. But some things are predestined, No matter what happens in the future, the result is already doomed..."

"I don't believe in fate!" Song Yingxia screamed suddenly, and hugged Qin Zhao tightly: "I only know that I like being with you very much, and I am willing to give everything, everything for you!"

"But I don't want to." Qin Zhao said, pushing Song Yingxia away, shaking his head, "And I never thought about it." After speaking, he turned around without looking at her again, opened the door and walked out with big strides.

The moment the door was closed tightly, Song Yingxia hissed and cried, deeply hurting his eardrums: "Qin Zhao, I swear, I will never give up on you, never!"