Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 180

A flash of light flashed quickly in Gu Qianyi's big eyes, seeing An Zihao who opened his mouth again to bite him, she calmly moved the hand holding the ice cream away.

An Zihao took a bite but was not annoyed. He slowly raised his head and smiled meaningfully at Gu Qianyi: "Idiot, since you want to play, then the young master will play with you."

Gu Qianyi couldn't help swallowing her saliva looking at An Zihao, just when she was about to jump off the motorcycle, someone grabbed her arm tightly.

"An Zihao, let me go."

An Zihao tightly grabbed Gu Qianyi's wrist that was holding the ice cream, and pushed her onto the motorcycle.

Gu Qianyi blinked her eyes, but couldn't move an inch: "An Zihao, what are you doing! Do you know that there are a lot of people here, what does it look like like this!"

An Zihao ignored Gu Qianyi's words, but slowly lowered his head and continued to eat the ice cream in her hand.

With the wind blowing, his hair gently hit her face, and gently touched her heart.

Gu Qianyi rolled her eyes quickly a few times, and deliberately turned her head to the side.

An Zihao tightly grasped Gu Qianyi's wrist with both hands, his pretty lips opened and closed, and half of the ice cream in Gu Qianyi's hand was wiped out.

Gu Qianyi's eyeballs continued to roll, but her heart was extremely depressed.

She didn't even know that there was such a thing as a motorcycle.

An Zihao shook his head, and slowly stood up from Gu Qianyi's body, "You seem to be enjoying yourself."

Gu Qianyi's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was instantly replaced by a blush: "You, what are you talking about. Bastard! Who enjoyed it?!"

An Zihao took Gu Qianyi's hand holding the ice cream and raised it up: "I can't eat any more ice cream, you can eat it."

……

"An Zihao, is there something wrong with your brain! You ate half of it and let me eat it! Do you have a little bit of public morality!" Gu Qianyi couldn't bear it anymore, let, let An Zihao He pressed on the motorcycle and shouted without paying attention to his image.

Gu Qianyi's roar instantly stopped the flow of people in the bustling center.

"What?! An Zihao?!"

"Is An Zihao here?!"

"Ahh! Where is the national husband! Where is it!"

"Di Shao An Zihao?! Isn't it the same name?!"

"Ahh! I'm going to faint!"

"Why did you faint? You haven't found An Zihao yet."

"Yeah, then faint later."

"..."

An Zihao pressed his body down again, his narrowed eyes were full of smiles: "If you want to be on the headlines of the news tomorrow, just call me."

Listening to An Zihao's words, Gu Qianyi couldn't help thinking about the consequences of making headlines...

She immediately shook her head and closed her lips decisively.

An Zihao stared at Gu Qianyi's face for a long time, his cold eyes were full of seriousness.

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, and turned his face away unnaturally: "Poison tongue, what are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"

An Zihao nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

"What?" Gu Qianyi turned her head to look at An Zihao's clear eyes and couldn't help blinking. She couldn't figure out why there was always a piece of ice in such beautiful eyes. Woolen cloth?

An Zihao stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of Gu Qianyi's mouth, but his movements were extremely gentle, and then he raised his hand lightly: "The ice cream just now."

(End of this chapter)