Qian Weiran was depressed. How could it be such a coincidence that just as she thought of this guy, this guy appeared?
God... You have favored me too much... Qian Weiran wanted to cry... That guy would never let her go.
"Where else are you going to run? Huh?"
Qian Weiran was discovered by someone just as she was about to run away.
"Uh uh uh... I am air... I am air... just ignore me..." Qian Weiran had no choice but to hide her ears.
"Pfft... Xiao Ran'er... Do you think I'm blind? You can think of such a lame reason... It's really you Qian Wei Ran..."
Mu Qingcheng suppressed his laughter and said calmly and seriously.
"..."
It seems that running away has no effect on Mu Qingcheng. Why does she feel that every word of Mu Qingcheng today is full of murderous intent?
In this case, we can only treat the dead horse as a living doctor, bite the bullet, and stop escaping from the slight stain. He stands upright, holds his chest up and raises his head, as if to force out his aura: "You bastard...
Stop pretending to be a ghost...and die..."
"Xiao Ran'er... don't you remember... we still have some accounts to settle... but you have this attitude towards me?"
Although Mu Qingcheng seemed to have a gentle tone, in fact, every word he said was thorny... It made people feel chills running down their spines.
"What account...why don't I know..."
Qian Weiran shook his head, looking innocent and knowing nothing... those clear, clear eyes that could speak.
"Xiao Ran'er..."
When Mu Qingcheng spoke again, he had already appeared in front of Qian Weiran, and his speed was incredible...
Qian Weiran was so frightened by someone's sudden appearance that she fell down on the root of a tree, holding her hands on the ground to support her body. She was so angry that she cursed: "You bastard... you are scary and scary...don't you know!"
"My heart is so bad... What can we do in the future?" He crossed his arms and looked down at someone condescendingly... Then he slowly squatted down, gradually getting closer to the light stain, and the corners of his mouth were as gorgeous as summer flowers.
A beautiful smile, a face as handsome as a wave, and beautiful angular lines.
A pair of emerald-green eyes like glass, shrouded in light mist, long eyelashes dancing like butterfly wings, trembling rhythmically?
The faint aroma of lemongrass lingered on the tip of the nose, and every time his handsome face came closer, Qian Wei's heart began to beat restlessly like a drum.
So, in order to cover up her embarrassment, she could only turn her head away and said with some embarrassment and nervousness: "What's the future? I have no future with you..."
"Really?"
That kind of light smell, the hazy fragrance, the smell that Mu Qingcheng dreamed of... He seemed to like being in close contact with this girl...
"You... stay away from me... who allowed you to get close to me..." Qian Weiran tightened her fists slightly, and now she fell directly to the ground due to accident, while Mu Qingcheng squatted down directly
, as if with premeditation, he pressed down on Qian Weiran's legs, preventing her from moving.
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