It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 192 Only Children Make Choices
Although the young man's voice was not loud in this silent early morning, every word was clearly printed in Qiao Yue's ears.

Qiao Yue was a little confused, "Who?"

Shen Zheyi drank a lot tonight, and when he approached, there was still a faint smell of alcohol, Qiao Yue subconsciously hid back.

As a result, the other party directly reached out to wrap her neck. She didn't wear a scarf tonight, and just took off her hat. At this moment, the cold touch fell on her skin, causing a shiver.

Shen Zheyi gritted his teeth, "The one who gave you roses went to the bar to chat with you."

Those who send roses, those who accompany you to chat.

Ruan Zhiyun?

Qiao Yue actually didn't forget about Valentine's Day, but she felt that, with Shen Zheyi's noble personality, seeing a girl rejecting the flowers she sent but accepting flowers from others, she probably would follow her in the future Old and dead.

Who knew, this person turned out to be Xiaoqiang.

"Are you jealous?" Qiao Yue was not sure, and asked softly the doubts in her heart.

Shen Zheyi was startled, "Otherwise what do you think?"

He was awkward for so many days and didn't wait for her to take the initiative to admit her mistake, but he didn't know until this moment that people didn't know that he was jealous.

unwise.

This person's emotional intelligence is high and low.

Chasing girls is hard.

"Oh," Qiao Yue silently focused on Shen Zheyi's attire, "So you wear a suit to compare yourself?"

Shen Zheyi stopped talking.

Why on earth is he wearing a suit? Isn't it because someone is talking and laughing with that gentleman-looking man.

Men's comparisons are also terrible.

Qiao Yue, who received Shen Zheyi's acquiescence: "...tell me honestly, how old are you?"

childish.

Pretty childish.

"Eighteen, but it's almost nineteen." Shen said that he was very honest.

Qiao Yue: "..."

Qiao Yue: "I'm going home."

Shen Zheyi stopped him, "You haven't told me, who is handsome, me or him?"

Qiao Yue was tired, "Why do you want to compare with him, I don't like him."

The phrase "I don't like it" popped out of Qiao Yue's mouth, no matter how it sounds, it pleases my ears.

But Shen Zheyi was not so easy to dismiss, "Why don't you like him and accept his roses?"

Qiao Yue: "...you don't plan to get over this stalk, do you?"

"If you don't like him, why do you smile at him and let him hug you?"

"Don't like him and you give him milk at the bar?"

Qiao Yue: "..."

I checked my eyes, this one is here to find fault.

Qiao Yue couldn't resist the drowsiness, and wanted to collapse on her bed immediately.

So, when her brain couldn't work well, she said, "Then what do you want?"

Shen Zheyi leaned over slightly to get closer to her, with a slightly raised tone, "I think—"

Qiao Yue didn't say the rest of the words, subconsciously leaned closer to her ear to listen, but something cool and soft touched her cheek, and then left in an instant.

Someone kissed her on the right cheek.

Shen Zheyi did it on a whim, but he really did it according to his heart.

He took a step back, with an indifferent face, "You choose, slap me or go home directly?"

Qiao Yue looked at the face that seemed to have been kissed by God, her gaze was very light.

"I wonder if you've heard a word?" Qiao Yue said coldly.

"What?" Shen Zheyi didn't understand what she meant.

"Kids make choices, we adults do."

Thus, Shen Zheyi was slapped, and then the person who watched him slapped him turned a corner at the gate of the community and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)