She turned sideways and glared at the culprit beside her. The culprit smiled at her, as clean and bright as the bright moon reflected in a jade spring, "I only brought one, and I will bring it to you in the afternoon."
Although I feel unwilling to do so, what else can I do?
She glared at her new deskmate and lay down on the table, flipping through the book in boredom.
Xiao Huanhuan sat behind Mo Xuan, seeing all this, and sighed silently.
Her little Xuan'er is only as good as this!
Just a piece of chocolate is about to buy her off!
She could already predict that Ji Jinchen would be like a mouse carrying rice, taking one today and one tomorrow, making Xiao Xuan'er happy bit by bit, using these seemingly inconspicuous little chocolates to nibble away bit by bit.
Lose Xiao Xuan'er's heart.
Everyone has their own fate. Whether Xiao Xuan'er will really like Ji Jinchen is not something she can control.
From the current point of view, Ji Jinchen is not a very annoying guy. He is obviously not the same type of person as Ji Qinghuan. He is very clean, elegant, crystal clear and peaceful.
Good people can't do bad things even if they try their best. Even if bad people have seventy-two minds, seventy-one good and one bad, they will use the bad one first.
She looked at Ji Jinchen like a good man, and she guessed that he fell in love with Xiao Xuan'er at first sight, so he eagerly chased after her. She didn't disdain to break up people's marriage, so she just waited and watched for improvement.
When school was about to end in the afternoon, Xiao Huanhuan felt very dizzy. In fact, she had been feeling hungover since the morning, but she kept suppressing it. There was still one class left in the afternoon, and she couldn't suppress it anymore, so she told Mo Xuan
He shouted, skipped class and went home.
Returning to Xinghai Villa, I changed my clothes in a daze, washed myself briefly, threw myself on the bed, covered my head and went to sleep. Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly felt my forehead was itchy. I opened my eyes in confusion, and suddenly I felt like the world was spinning.
The snow-white roof is spinning, the carved gums are spinning, the crystal wardrobe is spinning, and the most spinning thing is Jiang Yifan's face that is so beautiful that people and gods are angry at it.
He was right in front of her, his long eyelashes almost brushing her face, his skin was as smooth as jade, his lips were as bright as cherry blossoms, and his breath was filled with the fragrance of orchid, blowing towards her face.
His hand was touching her forehead to test the temperature. Seeing that she was awake, he asked softly: "What's wrong?"
The gentle and distant voice seemed to come from a dream, but it was more psychedelic and addictive than a dream. She grabbed his hand in a daze, frowned and placed it on her heart, "Here...it's not comfortable here.
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My heart was aching and depressed. I had never felt like this before. Even when I was framed by Xiao Yingrou time and time again and left home to go abroad alone, I had never felt so painful.
You can escape even if you are framed by Xiao Yingrou.
Now, there is no escape, no avoidance.
Ye Cheng's legs were like a big mountain, pressing heavily on her heart all the time. There was not a single breath she took without pain!
Her heart felt warm and soft. He felt embarrassed for a moment, patted her hand, took it away, stood up, twisted out a wet towel, and turned back.
Fingers as cool as jade brushed away the broken hair that was stuck to her forehead due to sweat. A lightly scented towel was dipped in warm water and gently wiped on her face. The towel with just the right temperature and humidity was wiped off.
The sweat stains on her face made the skin that was originally damp and greasy from sweat become comfortable and smooth.
