I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 287 How similar are the two of you?

The library in the old town is the best to see in the evening.For better lighting, the windows are designed to be large, and many people like to occupy the position near the window, because in this way, they can witness the sky gradually change from blue to gentle twilight.

He hadn't seen her for a long time.

Since her false identity as a college student was exposed, I have called her several times, but she has not answered.

If you don't answer, forget it.

He thought so.

He won't give her another chance.

I haven't seen her for half a month, but when I saw her again, it felt like the first time I met her.

but.

When he saw her back just now... he actually mistook her for that woman.

How similar are the two?
As soon as he thought of something, Wen Huaizhi suppressed the smile on his face, leaving only the treacherous waves in his eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, the first time he looked at her so seriously.

Ever since she passed by him, Jiang Chacha could feel a gaze cast from the corner firmly on her body.

She restrained the fear in her heart, pretended not to notice him, maintained a dignified and beautiful smile all the way, her spine was straight, the corners of her mouth were perfectly designed, and her relaxed state seemed flawless.

However, no one saw that her hand on her lap was shaking violently.

Because, she felt that the way Wen Huaizhi looked at her today didn't look like looking at her, but more like examining her, as if he wanted to peel off her appearance and see her naked heart clearly.

She continued to smile and watched him study with the students next to him. If he got stuck somewhere, she would take out a note to write on it, and hand it to him.

Wen Huaizhi had already put back his gold-rimmed glasses.

He was sitting in the corner of the library by the window, his nose bridge was very elegant gold-rimmed glasses, and a black shirt, making him look extremely refined and dull.

Everyone will be moved by such a young man.

Wen Huaizhi put down the pen in his hand, he had already stopped doing the questions, he just sat there, taking a sip of his coffee, and silently looked at her with his eyes slightly closed.

The male senior next to her was good-looking, with a quiet temperament, and looked like a well-behaved and sensible student. When she smiled at him, he acted shyly, his ears turned red, and then quickly lowered his head.

but.

This is not what he should pay attention to.

He cast the coldness of scrutiny on her again.

laugh.

She is still laughing.

This is the tenth time she smiled at that boy.

Wen Huaizhi's face is expressionless, he has an oriental bone appearance, when he smiles, there is a bit of elegance and dignity in his gentleness, he reveals the warmth of etiquette to anyone, and there is always a smile in his eyes.

And when he really calmed down, that bone appearance exuded his real oriental charm, high eyebrows, dark eyes, superior nose bridge, when looking at people, the end of the eyes is with a superior alienation.

She refused to answer his calls several times, and his patience was exhausted.

She should have been kicked out of his world.

She likes to wear white skirts as usual today.

It's just...it's a little bit different today.

The white skirt in front has a high waist and high collar, which is very conservative.But when she turned around, her back, near the waist above the buttocks, was empty of fabric.

The design that reveals the back waist, only a few ties are left to tie loosely, that little bit of spring appears suddenly, which is unique.

Wen Huaizhi closed his eyes, his eyes were dark.

When she was in front of him, the least conservative time was wearing a small suspender inside, and then took off the little cardigan outside.

That's all.

It was the first time he saw her wearing such a sexy skirt.

Wen Huaizhi's eyes became darker and darker.

He watched her smiling and approaching the boy, wanting to help him with his homework, and whispering in his ear, her eyes were bent.

She turned her head and turned her best face to the boy.While she was writing something intently on the paper with a pen, her soft hair fell down from her shoulders as she wrote, blocking her view.

While smiling, she bowed her fingers slightly and pinned the strand of hair behind her ear.

Wen Huaizhi silently watched her brushing her hair.

He just sat there, looked at her indifferently for a long time, finally gave a light snort, got up and left, and left this floor.

(End of this chapter)