"Ye Chen, don't go with me." After saying that, Qiongying went downstairs.
Hearing this, Ye Chen stopped in place, his expression was gloomy. I don’t know when she seemed to be walking further and further away, and he couldn’t keep up with her.
Wu Yue looked at Qiongying and said, "Student Hanyue, you are not cute at all in this black outfit when you are young. Why not take off your cloak..."
"Stop." Qiongying interrupted his endless talk.
"Uh? Classmate Hanyue, don't be so cold and withdrawn at a young age. If you have any unhappiness, just tell me, I am your mentor, and I will treat you as my child..."
"Can you give birth to a child as old as me?" Qiongying raised her eyebrows. She didn't like someone to say that she was a child. In her eyes, they were children.
"Uh? No, but I am very powerful. Qimen Dunjia, piano, chess, poetry, painting, medicine, fortune-telling, formations, strategies, all of them are well-versed. As your mentor, how could you not have any strength..."
"Stop! Can you leave?" Xiu brows frowned, which showed that she was very impatient.
"Okay, it's getting late. Hanyue, how about your wind control skills? If you walk too slowly, you may be really late. But it doesn't matter if you don't know how to wind control skills, I can hug you, as for
Student Dongfang, Feili will hug him..."
After Wu Yue's chattering, Qiongying's face became colder and colder, and Feng Feili and Jing Hao looked helpless.
Jing Hao walked to Qiongying and walked side by side with her. He was half shorter than her, but he looked like an older brother.
"Classmate Hanyue, you haven't left the house yesterday. Are you sick?" Jing Hao asked looking at her side face, only to see her slender black eyelashes. There seemed to be a layer of fog in her eyes. He looked at it.
Not clear.
"I don't like others getting close to me." Qiongying frowned, walked two steps faster, and distanced him.
Jing Hao was stunned, his steps stopped for a moment, looking lost, his grape-like eyes were watery, and almost overflowing with mist.
Seeing this, Wu Yue walked to Jing Hao and whispered: "Student Dongfang, don't be surprised. Hanyue has no malice. She is just a little cold and a little withdrawn. She doesn't like to talk or make friends. As long as you persevere.
, one day it will impress her."
"Really?" Jing Hao glanced at Wu Yue with some disbelief, but Wu Yue's words did regain a little confidence.
"Of course, Han Yue is still young, and it must be because she lacks care, which will lead to withdrawn and autistic. As long as we care more about her, one day she will be as lively as you." Wu Yue is a good mentor who is good at temptation.
He said with concern.
"Then how do we need to care about Han Yue?" After hearing this, Jing Hao's eyes lit up, and his doubts about Wu Yue were dispelled.
"Let's do this, we should help her often, greet her, go play with her, and share any toys and delicious food with her." Wu Yue thought for a while, then said seriously.
"Uh?" After hearing this, Jing Hao felt depressed again. Help? Does Han Yue need his help?
As for greetings, she doesn't like to talk; going to play? She doesn't like to go out; as for the delicious food, she already has a very good cooking person around her.
Qiongying's beautiful eyebrows frowned fiercely. Although they were talking very little, she could hear it clearly. Wu Yue, very good, very good.