He Mengjie's face turned red. Along the way, she heard people's whistles and cheers. She was embarrassed to look back and had to lower her head.
If it were the past, she would probably bury her face in Wenxuan's chest, but now, she always remembers that she broke up with him.
Wenxuan's voice was rolling with a gentle laugh. Looking at He Mengjie's shy look, he didn't know how helpful it was.
As if seeing through her thoughts, he lowered his voice and said, "I'm really embarrassed, just bury my face in my arms. Why don't you save such a warm and majestic chest? You won't use it."
It would have been fine if he didn't say this, but he just stinkingly praised his chest, which aroused He Mengjie's disgust.
She twisted her body hard and finally broke free while Wenxuan was still proud.
She stood on the ground and found that her legs were fine, so she became confident and looked at him with her chin, staring at the blood mark on his face with hatred: "You are arrogant and annoying, is it
It’s time to make a few more strokes on your face! If my nails are long enough, I will definitely help you make a cross!"
Wenxuan smiled, leaned over to her ear, and blew a soft breath: "I like the cross you have drawn, no matter how many of them there are. It would be even better if I could make one on my chest!"
It seems that it is OK to say it, but the ambiguous aura that makes people feel itchy and trembled in their hearts.
He Mengjie's heart suddenly rippled, then she took a sudden step back and escaped from his cover.
He Mengjie blushed and bit her lip and stared at him: "Stop talking nonsense, don't you want to talk to me about the serious matters? Let's talk now and leave after the conversation."
Wenxuan still smiled, his smile was so charming that he was shining with intoxicating light in his eyes. "This matter is quite complicated, and we need to work together, so we may not be able to finish the talk in a while. But it doesn't matter, I can live outside the school
Come down.”
He Mengjie glared at her and finally realized the essence of the matter. It turned out that this guy came to the United States to harass her under the pretext of building a kindergarten!
She was a little angry and turned around and was about to walk into the school.
As soon as he took a step, Wenxuan grabbed the back corner of the clothes.
She turned her head and saw him with a pitiful expression: "I went to the United States from afar to admit my mistake, avenged you, and even lost the lottery. Do you have the heart to abandon me like this?"
He blinked his eyes, pouted slightly, looking pitiful as an abandoned puppy: "I am not familiar with the place, and even if I want to leave, I don't know how to buy a plane ticket..."
He suddenly changed from being crazy, cool and handsome to being idiot and low-powered, and he couldn't even buy air tickets.
He Mengjie looked at his appearance and couldn't smile bitterly. Could it be that after he hurt her, he learned to act pitiful and cute from Xue Xue?
However, his anger could not harden his heart. He wanted to soften it, but he was unwilling to give up. It was half soft and not hard, which made his expression very strange.
Seeing that He Mengjie had a bad expression, Wenxuan quickly changed his tricks and reached out to touch his scar. It would be fine if he didn't touch it. He touched and pinched it, and the wound that had already scabbed immediately oozed out again.
He stretched out his finger and continued to pretend to be pitiful: "Look, you are still bleeding. Even for the sake of our fellow villagers, you should help me treat the wound. The wound is on my face, but I can't see it."