How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2309 Sweet Marriage Chapter 870 Hao Xiaoman was very moved, and then... rejected her without hesitation.

Hao Xiaoman smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, what a coincidence."

Since she can instigate Deng Meng to play the trick of pillow wind, she naturally knows the power of pillow wind. Shen Xuan is a master who can change his mind at any time. Bian Feng, what did you do to Chen Yi's treatment?

So I can only try my best to have a better attitude and try not to conflict with Lin Wanqing.

Seeing the obvious vigilance in her smile, Lin Wanqing smiled softly again: "You don't need to feel awkward, I have a good life with Shen Xuan now, he loves me very much, and he also spoils me. The depressive and boring life in the Nanzhai was much better."

Hao Xiaoman didn't expect her to say such a thing.

When she met her outside the hospital that time, she still had a face full of crazily wanting to vent her grievances.

It seems that overnight, I suddenly thought about it.

Seeing her look of bewilderment, Lin Wanqing raised her hand and smoothed the hair around her ear, smiling gently and softly: "I don't know if you have time? I would like to treat you to a meal, and make it for the past by the way." I sincerely apologize to you for the matter."

This is a very sincere invitation, with sincere and kind eyes, and a gentle and harmless smile.

Hao Xiaoman was very moved, and then... rejected her without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, I have to go to class in half an hour. I was just telling Deng Meng to hurry up, or I'll be late!"

She pointed to her wrist, with a helpless look on her face: "How about next time, let's have a good chat next time."

As he said that, he took Deng Meng's hand and threw it away in a flash.

Behind them, the beautiful woman with handsome features and gentle eyebrows quietly looked at their running away figures, and the friendly and enthusiastic smile in her eyes faded little by little.

After a while, only the cold and chilling hatred remained.

Like a beast dormant in the dark, approaching silently, staring at her fragile and slender throat...

……

"Ah~~~sneeze!"

A heavy sneeze came out, and she raised her hand to rub the tip of her nose in discomfort.

A man in dark home clothes came out of the kitchen, handed her a bowl of freshly made ginger soup, and asked with a cold face, "Before I went out this morning, did I tell you that it will rain today and I want you to wear more clothes?" ?”

Holding the ginger soup in his hands, Hao Xiaoman lowered his head and took a sip silently, sticking out his tongue until it was so hot.

"It's early winter, what do you mean by wearing a skirt to school? Show it to the little boy in the art department who wrote you a love letter?"

"...cough, cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, he choked on the ginger soup.

She hurriedly put down the bowl, took out a few paper towels to wipe off the soup splashed on her body because she coughed and didn't hold the bowl steady, looked up at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

The man squinted his eyes, looked at her panicked little appearance, and sneered: "You are the little sun, making my little sprout thrive?"

"..."

"You are the cool moonlight, let me, this little wolf howl high-pitched for you?"

"..."

"You are the..."

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop!"

Hao Xiaoman's complexion changed, and he hurriedly called a stop, blushing in embarrassment under his accusing gaze: "No, this is the first time in my life that I received a love poem, and I kept it because I thought it was quite fresh, but The day after he gave me the love letter, I made it clear to him."

The man glanced at her coldly, got up and went into the bedroom without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)