Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 240 Leaving My Master's Mark
An Zihao's hand pinched Gu Qianyi's chin, and pinched her chin to force her to look at him: "You say this young master is a dog?"

Gu Qianyi blinked pretending to be calm, "Apart from dogs, what species do you think would bite people casually?"

An Zihao narrowed his eyes and nodded lightly, "Idiot, you have to pay for what you said today."

Gu Qianyi frowned, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.An Zihao is a man who sticks to his word, he said he would pay...couldn't it be another forced kiss? !
Seeing that An Zihao, who was 1.8 meters tall, had slowly lowered his head, Gu Qianyi's first reaction was to stretch out his hands to cover his mouth. The speed was incomprehensible.

It's just that she covered her mouth with both hands, but she didn't expect that An Zihao didn't intend to lick her lips at all.

Gu Qianyi frowned because she didn't understand, and looked at An Zihao whose head was already hanging down to her neck, and slightly parted her lips covered by her hands: "An Zihao, you...um~"

She only felt a sudden suction force on her neck, which made her body numb instantly, and she didn't even have the strength to push An Zihao away.

"Idiot, leave a mark, and others will know that you are my young master's woman." An Zihao nodded in satisfaction looking at the obvious strawberry on Gu Qianyi's neck.

Gu Qianyi couldn't help but reached out and touched the strawberry on her neck: "What, you forgot that I'm an ugly monster that everyone in the Holy Wing Academy calls me. Is it possible that someone will tease me at the dance today?"

Hearing Gu Qianyi's words, An Zihao couldn't help narrowing his cold eyes: "Then today, let them keep their dog eyes wide open to see if my young master's woman is really ugly or not."

Gu Qianyi shook his head suspiciously, then glanced at the expensive big hanging clock in the room: "It's already 10:[-], it's still [-]:[-] minutes, is it too late?!"

"In time." An Zihao continued to sit on the sofa, Erlang's legs were already raised high.

Gu Qianyi was anxious for a while, "Why, I didn't prepare anything. I heard those people say that I should wear an evening dress to the dance, but I didn't have one. Poison tongue, can I just wear a skirt? "

An Zihao glanced at Gu Qianyi indifferently, "You will be blocked at the door."

"Then what should I do?" Gu Qianyi lowered her head slightly distressed.

Suddenly, a clear and crisp snap of fingers came from An Zihao's hand.

At this time, the door that was closed just now was instantly opened, and one after another maids stood beside Gu Qianyi holding well-designed plates one after another.

And those well-designed plates were filled with expensive and beautiful dresses and accessories.

"This, this, these are..." Gu Qianyi opened her mouth in surprise. Although she had seen many beautiful clothes in Ye Qingyu's room, none of them were as good-looking as the dress in front of her.

An Zihao got up from the sofa and stood beside Gu Qianyi: "These are the skirts and high-heeled shoes I chose for your dance today, go and change them. After you put them on, she will put on your makeup for you. Then we can go."

Gu Qianyi was stunned for a long time, "You, when did you prepare these things?"

"Since you said you wanted to go to the dance." An Zihao looked at Gu Qianyi calmly, but the depths of his eyes were full of intoxicating tenderness.

(End of this chapter)