The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 3232 Xiaoye was teased instead of being teased 15
However, his hearing is too good, and Xiao Rui and Xiao Mi laughed without any scruples. Those smiles seemed to be satirizing his gaffe last night. The young man suddenly pulled out his earphones out of embarrassment. With Xiaorui's seven-apertured exquisite heart, he could probably guess what was going on right away, Xiaoye, who was so angry, endured it, endured it, endured it!

"What's wrong with you, you look like you want to die with someone?" Xiao Rui didn't know the existence of danger.

Xiaoye shook his head discouraged: "It's okay!" He continued to plug in his earphones, took out his mobile phone to play games, and resolutely maintained his image!

The car drove to the school. It was a coincidence. As soon as they got out of the car, they saw Gu Qiyue entering the school on a bicycle, humming a little song, wearing a brightly colored jacket and jeans, facing the morning sun, and coming out with a breeze , her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her indescribably hazy beauty was like a breeze blowing into people's hearts.

"Gu Qiyue." Xiao Mi carried her schoolbag and waved at Gu Qiyue from a distance.

Gu Qiyue also saw them, and came over on a bicycle, slowing down: "Leng Mi, Leng Rui, learn..."

Before uttering the long words, she saw the senior treating her like air, turning his head and striding towards the teaching building, as if he didn't know her at all, that gesture was very obvious, definitely not her illusion!

"..."

Gu Qiyue was a little depressed. Did the senior Gao Leng go too fast? He sneaked into her house to peek at her last night, and planned to be a flower picker, thinking that the senior couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest last night. Silly, she couldn't help but smiled again.

Simply riding a bicycle, passing by him in good spirits, parked the bicycle first, and then waited on the road he must pass, and said good morning to him.

After waiting for 3 minutes, seeing the handsome young man approaching, she subconsciously tugged on her coat and straightened her appearance.

"Senior! Good morning!"

Xiaoye glanced at her condescendingly, his eyes were unattainable, as if the mountains and mountains were far away, so far away that he couldn't touch them.Apart from arrogance and indifference, there was no expression on that fair face.

In the next second, he walked past her in big strides!

It's simply unreasonable, the senior really intends to treat her like air?Why?She didn't offend him?
Did he blame her for stealing kisses from her last night?But obviously he was the one who trapped her in his arms first and planned to have sex with her, so she was momentarily overwhelmed and infatuated, so she made an attack and did what he wanted to do. At this time, shouldn't...

Gently pat her head?

Think beautifully!When Xiaoye passed by, he said angrily in his heart, "I've made my young master so embarrassing, and you still want me to gently touch your head?"Actively responsible for you?

Xiaoye took two steps in three steps, and disappeared at the top of the stairs in a blink of an eye. Gu Qiyue stomped her feet angrily, turned her head and went back to the classroom, who cares that you ignore me, you twisted senior!

After returning to the classroom and sitting down, the tip of his nose was sour. Could it be that he hated her for kissing him last night?
Gu Qiyue was lying on the table, depressed and annoyed, her eyes almost gathered mist.

As soon as Xu Xinxin sat down at the same table, she saw that her eyes were a little red. Xu Xinxin, who had always taken the protection of her tablemate as her own responsibility, said angrily, "What's wrong with you, July? Who bullied you? Tell me, I will fight him desperately." No!"

"No!" Gu Qiyue sat up, wiped the corners of her eyes vigorously, feeling wronged in her heart: "It's a bastard!"

After finishing speaking, no matter what Xu Xinxin asked, she didn't answer, she took out her textbook and absent-mindedly went to self-study in the morning.

After a long time, she took out a pen, wrote a sentence on the draft paper, and pushed it to the desk at the same table.

The content on the draft paper: "Let me ask you something, do boys hate girls taking the initiative?"

(End of this chapter)