The corners of my mouth twitched. Please believe me, little girl, I have no intention of insulting this senior, but it doesn’t make sense. A beauty like Senior Ouyang Liuli is sitting opposite me. Didn’t this senior have his eyes out of the window and not see him?
Maybe it was because I was shy and sent the wrong love letter.
I looked at him with a complicated expression for a long time, and then looked at the four people at the same table. Everyone seemed to be frightened by the sudden situation. Well, I decided to ask a very constructive question: "Senior, are you sure about this...
Is it for me?"
"Sister, please accept it!" he said bravely.
If you say that, it’s me that this senior wants to confess to? Haha, if I’m confessed by a handsome guy, please allow my heart to automatically tremble for a few seconds, and then I’ll think about how to deal with this handsome guy.
"Tao Fengyu, have you done very little homework recently?" Lan Fan, who was sitting opposite me, had a cold face and sneered a few times as he looked at the confessing senior.[
"Well, it's okay. I've finished all the homework assigned by the teacher." Senior Qianbai answered seriously.
Hey, I woke up from my dreamy thoughts. There is something wrong with this person's character. It's me who was confessed to. What does it have to do with him? Why should he face others with a cold face? Wouldn't he reject me? And
I don't need his bitch.
I gave him a few cold looks and put on a cute smile, planning to reject the senior. Although this senior looked very pleasing to the eye and was not on the list of handsome guys, I had no feelings for him at all. So,
Naturally, you can't be self-righteous and play hard to get. It's better to explain things directly to avoid harming others and yourself.
"Senior..." I think we are not suitable.
"Tao Fengyu, our Ministry of Finance is short of manpower. In a few days there will be the 2008 preliminaries. Since you are not busy with homework, come to my place to help." Lan Fan invited sincerely.
What's going on now? Doesn't Minister Lan know that it's rude to interrupt someone else? It's inexplicable! But it's strange, why do his words sound so fake even though his eyes and expressions look so sincere?
Ignoring the hand that was still holding the love letter shaking in the air, she continued to poke the porridge in the bowl with the spoon, studying his expression without knowing why.
"But senior..." The senior holding the love letter declined with a trembling voice.
Why is it so scary to work in the Ministry of Finance? I looked at the trembling senior in confusion, and then at Lan Fan, who had an expressionless expression on his face. This smelly stone didn't seem to be as scary as the outside world said, but his expression was dark.
A little bit, are you afraid of being like this?
"Zhou Zhu, please take Mr. Tao to familiarize himself with the situation." He rested his chin on his left hand and ordered very comfortably.
"Yeah." Zhou Zhuze, who had finished breakfast at some point, cleaned up the remnants on the table, took out his paper hat and wiped his mouth, stood up gracefully and walked to the confessed senior, and gave him a hook.
"Let's go, Mr. Tao, who stepped on a landmine, I will use the great spirit of the minister and take good care of you."
It's strange, I looked at the depressed background when the senior was taken away by Zhou Zhuze, why... the senior's back looked hopelessly pitiful? Zhou Zhuze clearly said that he would take good care of him.
Eh, no, my... love letter... I looked at the hand that was stretched out but grasped it empty, and sighed three hundred times. He left. At least the love letter was left for me to read and ponder. Maybe I will write it someday.
When it comes to love letters.
Sigh... Speaking of love letters, I naturally moved my head towards Lan Fan. I was scared, I was almost scared to death by him. What did this guy want to do with his cold face? Why did I feel like he wanted to skin me?
I looked at myself for no apparent reason. Did I...do something wrong?
"That senior, did I do anything wrong?" I asked in great fear, shrinking my neck. I didn't seem to...do anything wrong. But why did I feel guilty and dare not look at him as if I had done something wrong? Look at me
It's better to just lower your head and eat, pretending not to know anything. In fact, nothing happened.
No, what qualifications does this guy have to talk coldly to me? I didn't do anything wrong. I scooped up the porridge in the bowl. The more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. I decided to raise my head and reason with him clearly, not to let him take my hand away.
Forget about the love letter, you still have to look at me with a yaksha face and bully me for being a new student.
Huh, yes, I raised my head and reasoned with him. I am Feng Wusha, the black sheep of the Feng family. Apart from my grandfather who sings face-changing, who am I afraid of? I thought to myself, my brain immediately issued an order, and my neck started after receiving the order.
action.
Oh my god, this...this...when did this guy stand up and bring his face so close to me, and hold my chin with his right hand, his lips seemed to be 'accidentally' touching mine?! God
Ah, please send a great god to kick me and tell me that none of this is true! My first kiss was taken away by someone under such circumstances. Why am I not sad at all, but my heart is beating so fast?
fast?
I should have punched and kicked him, I should have bitten him so hard that his lip was broken, unable to eat, and swollen like a sausage. I should have rewarded him with a fried bun and let him have a taste of incest.
I shouldn't have been molested without any defense in front of so many classmates!
But why don't my hands work? Why do my cheeks start to feel hot? Why...my blood feels like it's boiling? Why do I look like I'm going to faint? [
Finally, my vision went dark and I fainted. I didn't know what was going on. I only saw the president's face looking forward to the show and Lan Fan, who looked nervous.