Chapter 110: The Forbidden Area of ??Love: The Equation of Love?!
Mu Zehan's appearance is calm, as indifferent as water, and seems to be a little cold.
Just listen to his magnetic voice: "Is this a love letter from you?"
His long, white and well-jointed fingers gently grasped the pink envelope that exuded the faint fragrance of roses, and his handsome face, as handsome as Satan, was slightly lowering his head at this moment, sniffing the refreshing fragrance.
His charming and narrow phoenix eyes were looking at the shy Su Ziyue without blinking at the moment, and his long eyelashes cast a light shadow on his eyelids.
Su Ziyue's height is already 165cm, but she only reaches his chest, so she can only look up at him
Seeing Mu Zehan take the envelope, Su Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and prepared to turn around and leave.
But as soon as he turned around, he felt a "murderous aura" behind him, and saw countless pairs of angry eyes behind him, shooting fire at him.
She was ashamed and quickly wiped away the cold sweat. It seemed that she had caused public outrage, and it was all because of this guy who was too handsome to be human!
"Wait, what is this?" Muze's cold voice came from behind, even with a hint of suppressed anger.
Every word he spoke was like a piece of ice poking straight into her tender skin. Su Ziyue couldn't help but shudder and turned around slowly.
I saw Mu Zehan's face as dark as Bao Gong. There was anger in his eyes, but there were more emotions that were incomprehensible.
In his hand, he held a piece of torn draft paper full of equations. It was covered with traces of ink, and he even drew some weird stuff. Su Ziyue was confused.
"Is this the love letter you wrote?" Mu Zehan said word by word, his voice was as cold and biting as Satan, and he stared straight at Su Ziyue.
"Hahaha..., this is hilarious. You are such an idiot. You can even send the wrong love letter!"
"Hahaha...."
"It's so funny, what an idiot!" The nymphomaniacs on the side suddenly laughed from ear to ear, with disdain on their faces.
"Shut up!" Hearing Mu Zehan's irritable roar, those nymphomaniac women stopped their enchanting laughter.
But the ridicule on her face has not dissipated even a little bit. Everyone is looking at the heroine of this idiot drama with great interest. No one wants to miss such a wonderful farce.
Su Ziyue had already had convulsions, and now her whole body was extremely stiff, and every cell in her body was jumping and boiling.
Her delicate cheeks were as red as tomatoes. She just clenched her fists and her lips kept trembling.
She swore to make Shirley's tall idiot woman look good, but it was so embarrassing for her to be humiliated like this. How could this be so unkind?
"Um, I'm sorry, I accidentally sent it to the wrong one. I'll make sure next time..." Su Ziyue shook her head, looking embarrassed, and forced a stiff smile out of the corner of her mouth.
In just a split second, she quickly grabbed the envelope and paper from Mu Zehan's hand and ran away like a sprint of 100 meters.
She ran all the way, tearing her messy hair desperately
Oh my god! I’ve been humiliated in the Taklimakan Desert today, who will save me! Su Ziyue really wants to roar
But Mu Zehan just looked at Su Ziyue's crazy back thoughtfully, and a flirtatious and indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It turns out that you have never changed!
Then he turned around and left in a chic and elegant manner. One finger quickly and flexibly rotated to play with the basketball in his hand, and the smile on his lips spread wildly.