Pei Mochen spoke in advance, "Senior Sister Qin said that Professor Qin has agreed to write a letter of recommendation for you."
Zhang Mofei asked in disbelief, "You mean her grandfather, Professor Qin?"
Pei Mochen asked, "How many Professor Qin are there in the school?"
Zhang Mofei curled her lips, "Why is she so kind?"
She looked at Qin Kemin suspiciously, as if asking, 'What are your intentions?'
Qin Kemin smiled when he heard this, "Classmate Pei said you wanted to go abroad. If he asked me, I would naturally help. It seems that Classmate Pei really hopes that you, my junior fellow student, will go abroad."
Zhang Mofei looked up at Pei Mochen, let go of his arm, turned around and left with Liu Qianqian.
Liu Qianqian left, and Zhang Mofei stood alone at the school gate, holding a bowl of shaved ice in his hand. He took a bite and then poked the crushed ice twice with a spoon.
Suddenly a mellow and magnetic male voice sounded in my ears, "What? You regret it?"
Every time Zhang Mofei heard Pei Mochen's questioning tone towards her, she thought he was looking down on her. She raised her head, with red strawberry juice still staining the corner of her mouth, her almond-shaped eyes widened, "How do you see that I regret it?"
Pei Mochen's eyes were dark and deep, and he looked at Zhang Mofei's angry face with complicated eyes, "Zhang Mofei, can you..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Mofei suddenly interrupted, "Why do you want to find that inflatable doll to help me?"
She didn't know if she was really influenced by Lu Anyi's education or if she was really jealous and petty. She really couldn't accept the fact that Pei Mochen, who had always been taciturn, got close to some girls.
Pei Mochen said something before he put it back. Looking at the girl in front of him who was no bigger than a sesame seed, a warm current flowed through his heart.
Since she thinks in her heart, it's better to let her go first.
"Don't you really want to go abroad?" Pei Mochen raised his eyebrows slightly, but his tone of doubt was still so gentle.
Zhang Mofei frowned, like a child, grabbing the index finger of the other hand with one hand and rubbing it gently, kicking the dust on the ground nonchalantly with his toes.
When a man is not normal, he will pretend to be the girl next door, speak softly, and lower his voice.
"You are more important than going abroad. I don't like you standing with that inflatable doll."
Pei Mochen "..."
He took out his right hand from his pocket and raised it to Zhang Mofei's face. Her delicate and rosy face was very attractive, but in the end he still put his big palm on her head.
His palms were warm, and he gently patted Zhang Mofei's tightly combed hair.
Zhang Mofei asked in a low voice, "Did she make any excessive demands from you?"
Pei Mo raised his eyebrows lightly, "What do you mean?"
Zhang Mofei asked anxiously, "Did she ask you for any conditions before she would help me?"
Pei Mo's face darkened instantly, "Zhang Mofei, are you not out of your mind?"
When Zhang Mofei heard this, she looked up and wanted to scold Pei Mochen, but when she looked up and saw his watery peach blossom eyes, she felt weak again.
"That's right, how could you betray your lust for me?"
Pei Mochen's face darkened suddenly. She was such a stupid girl. He couldn't bear it anymore, reached out to hold her hand, and dragged her to a place with few people.
Then he pressed her roughly against the wall, held up her chin with one hand, and covered her lips with his soft lips.
Zhang Mofei stared at Pei Mochen's gentle, watery eyes with wide almond eyes, and they blinked in unison.
