Chapter 1587

His parents said that he would also marry a wife in the future, so it would be better to marry Song Lingling.

In the vast crowd, if he could meet Song Lingling because of the iron box, who else could he marry if he didn't marry her?

Besides, he doesn't like other girls either.

Song Lingling is good, Yijun listens to his parents and cherishes it, but he is not Bao Manan.

He is very independent in other matters.

Seemingly seeing that Yijun didn't want to continue this topic anymore, Song Lingling stopped entanglement.

She also didn't want to continue this question, talking about this topic, she might as well eat pigeons.

Fried pigeon is so delicious!

Song Lingling looked at Yijun with bright eyes: "Slightly spicy, fragrant and crispy, even the bones can be eaten. Jing Yijun, is your aunt a great chef?"

"Um."

"Wow, it's best eaten as a snack!"

"If you want to eat it, I'll let her make it when I have free time. If you eat it as a snack, it can also replenish your body." Yijun said.

He originally planned to eat two, but since he liked it so much, he only ate one and left three for her.

"I don't know if I can put it in tomorrow's lunch." Song Lingling said while holding one and looking at the other two.

"What are you going to save for lunch tomorrow? You don't eat it fresh, so it will taste better overnight?" Yijun gracefully took off the disposable gloves, ready to brush his teeth.

"Bring it to grandma for lunch tomorrow. Grandma will definitely like such a delicious fried pigeon."

Upon hearing this, Yijun turned his head and looked at her deeply, "I'll have someone send it to her to eat another day. You can eat these two. If you really can't finish them, you can eat them for free."

"No, no, no!" Song Lingling bit her mouth, "Eat as much as you can!"

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Song Lingling thought about it all night, but she was still reluctant to sell the skirt for money.

She was even more reluctant to throw away, such a good dress, she would not throw it away even if she was killed.

Yijun's mother gave it to her specially, so she should not wipe away the kindness of the other party.

The next day, I deliberately chose a pink knee-length skirt to wear to school.

As soon as I arrived at the school, I felt that the atmosphere of the school was not right.

It seemed that all the classmates were paying attention to her, whispering to her, and...pointing.

Song Lingling was very confused. Could it be that they all recognized the brand of skirt she was wearing and then thought she couldn't afford it and was wearing a high imitation?

Or is the dress so beautiful that when she wears it, she becomes a fairy?

Song Lingling thinks it's not the latter. There are a lot of classmates who wear more expensive and better skirts than her. Although she usually wears a school uniform, not wearing a school uniform today will not attract so many classmates. gaze.

All the way back to the classroom, people were staring at her. Song Lingling also heard that her classmates were whispering about her...

Song Lingling was unsure and a little panicked. After returning to the classroom, she asked Yijun, who had been in the classroom early: "What's going on? As soon as I stepped into the school, I felt like everyone was looking at me, criticizing me, and pointing fingers at me. Ordered.”

Hearing this, Yijun, who was reading with his head down, raised his head and glanced at the classmates in the classroom. Sure enough, they were looking at Song Lingling, and their eyes were not very friendly.

Yijun shook his head: "I don't know what's going on."

However, with so many people looking at Song Lingling with unfriendly eyes, someone in the school must have said something on the school forum.

Nowadays, everyone has a mobile phone and the Internet is developed, so you can know a lot of gossip without leaving home.

Yijun withdrew his gaze and landed on Song Lingling's fair face: "Why don't you go to our school forum to have a look?"