The infatuated words reveal the slightest tenderness: "An Ying, be my girlfriend, and I will make you the happiest girl."
He is Fang Junchi, the rich second-generation school boy of Shengli High School, the Prince Charming in everyone's mind.
There was a lot of noise cheering him on all around.
An Ying looked coldly, biting her thin lips. She stood on tiptoes and looked around, looking for a car to pick her up.
She didn't like this scene at all and couldn't wait to escape.[
Well, the car to pick her up didn't come!
An Ying pursed her lips and didn't know how to get rid of it for a while.
"An Ying, be my girlfriend, I like you."
Looking at An Ying's indifferent expression, Fang Junchi felt a little frustrated in his heart.
With so many people watching, An Ying would not deny herself face.
He stood up slightly uneasily, and when An Ying looked around absentmindedly,
With a beautiful sharp turn, he passed his backhand around An Ying's fair neck,
I plan to put the necklace around her neck to declare my love and success.
An Ying quickly raised her hand to stop his movement and said shyly: "What are you doing?"
"An Ying, I like you." The goal was not achieved, and Fang Junchi suddenly had a more evil thought in his heart.
Suddenly he stretched out his arms, hugged her from behind, and put the necklace around her neck without letting her resist.
Then, he proudly cheered to the surrounding students watching the show:
"From now on, An Ying is my girlfriend. Fellow men, please don't pay attention to her anymore."
"Fang Junchi, let me down. Who is your girlfriend? Let me down quickly." An Ying exclaimed in panic.
But Fang Junchi refused to give up and whispered in her ear: "Don't be angry, I really like you."
The noise around them became louder and louder, and someone even whistled.
All this was seen by Tian Junhao, who had just arrived. He came to pick up his precious girl on a whim, but he saw the baby being held in someone's arms.
At that moment, a storm rose from behind his eyes, and a cold air emanated from his body. Even Lingyin in the front seat felt something was wrong.