After the hidden marriage day, she sprinkled sugar again

Chapter 117 The Sick and Beautiful Teenager Jianxi

In the young man's green eyes, there was an elegant misty starlight, and his cherry blossom-like lips were slightly pink.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly twice.

"Here you are." He took off his coat and handed it to Mu Wanqing, but his eyes kept falling on the collarbone chain.

The girl looked down at the angel's pupils in wonder.

"You like this?" Mu Wanqing pointed to her neck.

The young man bit his lower lip, lowered his eyes, and cast a faint shadow, "You are destined, put it on."

Mu Wanqing: "..."

Do something, where did this evildoer come from!
She waved her hand and refused, "Thank you, no need."

She will go back to the rose garden to serve Ye Yuchen later, since she has decided to love him for the rest of her life, she will naturally not accept other men's kindness.

Mu Wanqing still has this desire to survive.

"You...hate me." The young man's fingertips were slightly stiff, his eyes gradually dimmed by two points, and a little gloomy.

That gloomy look was completely different from the little milk dog just now, as if he had changed into a different person.

Mu Wanqing felt a little dizzy, "Sao Nian, we don't know each other well, and I really don't need your clothes."

As soon as she finished speaking, the boy raised his head quietly.

A pair of clear green eyes were gradually stained with a layer of mist, "You hate me."

It was the same sentence, he repeated.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

This person must be too strange.

But she can completely understand, after all, there must be only one reason for the boy to do this!
"Have you taken a fancy to my face?" Mu Wan tilted her head.

After all, she really blinded many people today, and she didn't choose to keep a low profile on the first day of school.

The young man hesitated.

He stared at her blankly, fluttering his curled eyelashes twice, then shook his head, "No."

"Not as beautiful as me." The boy replied seriously.

Mu Wanqing: "..."

This bastard actually despises her for being ugly, and how can a man want to compete with a woman for who is more beautiful?

Well, she doesn't want to talk to people who don't have eyes.

"Put it on." Just as Mu Wanqing was complaining crazily in her heart, the boy passed the coat over again.

He seems to be a little paranoid about this matter.

"Forget it, little brother." Mu Wanqing sighed softly, "Go home and find your mother, I'm leaving too."

This young man may not be mentally normal.

After finishing the words, Mu Wanqing pushed back the coat in the young man's hand and sat in the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce.

The young man frowned slightly, his eyes were a little cold.

However, that chill was quickly put away.

He elegantly put his coat on the elbow, and tapped on the car window twice with his bony fingers.

"Jian Xi." The young man's thin lips parted lightly, "Senior."

His name is Jian Xi, not a younger brother, but a senior.

Mu Wanqing glanced at him dubiously, and always felt that this persona was more like a schoolboy.

But she is a freshman, there is no such creature as a junior.

"Senior, let me be senior." She curled her lips, "Then...senior, I'm leaving first!"

If she didn't leave again, she was really afraid that Jian Xi would get into her car.

The Rolls-Royce started slowly and drove out of the gate of the Royal Academy of Art, but Jian Xi's gaze kept on the luxury car and did not move away for a long time.

For a long while, Jian Xi's eyes were a bit erratic, as if remembering some long-ago story, he uttered four words.

"The eyes of an angel..."

　To be honest, I discarded the gentle and gentle school senior who would appear on campus regularly, and wrote a somewhat paranoid sick and beautiful boy as the school senior. I you like it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)