Upon hearing the word 'love letter', han qiqing's interest was piqued. She tugged at his sleeve and pulled it down a little.
She got into a gossiping position and asked softly, " who gave this to Xiaoxiao? "
Song Shijun smiled and said, " I gave it to her. &Quot;
Han qiqing gasped and her eyes widened in shock.
She pointed at him, her fingers trembling.
"You? Song Shijun! You don't want to live anymore! You actually dare ..."
Song Shijun grabbed her finger and rolled his eyes.
"I didn't write the love letter!"
Han qiqing heaved a sigh of relief. &Quot; you didn't write it. You're scaring me ... No, wait, if you didn't write it, why did you give it to Xiaoxiao? I know, you're helping someone else? You're not sitting like this! Yin Shaojie and Xiaoxiao are so close ..."
Song Shijun grabbed a pillow from the sofa and covered her face with it.
&Quot; MMM ... &Quot; han qiqing struggled to push the pillow away.