第八章

“学姐，那个你喜欢的neng草应该就是我吧！”靳骐又开了口，落下了一颗重磅炸弹，炸的我脑子一片空白。                                                                                                             看看，他用的居然还是肯定句而非疑问句的形式，这得多叫人恐慌啊，就算用猜的，也不能猜的这么准确的呀。                                                                                                             脸上温度骤起，我想我的脸se一定通红一片的，就连说话也有点磕磕巴巴了。                                                                                                             “别胡说……那人不是我……而且……而且……我认识的小neng草多了去了。”                                                                                                             “是吗？”靳骐的眼神若有似无地扫了我一眼，“原本我还想说刚刚广播的人是学姐你，为了不shishen，还是答应了算了，看来是我想太多了。”                                                                                                             “既然不是学姐你的话，我先还是算了吧，反正我又不是那个neng草同学。”                                                                                                             啊？！                                                                                                             这样也行？                                                                                                             我看着靳骐，他脸上的表情虽然谈不上有多认真，可也不像是说假话的样子。                                                                                                             我咽咽口水，尝试x询问：“如果是我呢？”                                                                                                             靳骐看着我，一手探进了自己的k子口袋，一会之后，一颗大白n糖放在了桌面上。                                                                                                             这是神马意思？                                                                                                             我不理解，难道说，一起吃大白兔n糖，有结石一起得？