Quick wear: The full-level boss has torn up the cannon fodder script again

Chapter 44 Learning is the real thing (44)

On the exposed part of the wrist, he wore an expensive watch, and his cold white complexion was particularly conspicuous.

Such a superior figure and cold complexion are not common, even in the dim light, Shu Liang still recognized his identity: "Cheng Gui?"

Although his steps were not big, but his legs were too long, Cheng Gui quickly walked up to her, staring down at her face, his amber eyes couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.

"Why are you here, come to me?"

Shu Liang raised his eyebrows, how did he know where he lived?

It's so late, why do I need to come to her in person?
Cheng Gui didn't answer, but just stared at her with heavy eyes, his pale lips were tight, and the hand hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into a fist.

"Huh? Why don't you talk?"

Shu Liang squinted her eyes, always feeling that his complexion didn't look right, and raised her hand to feel the temperature on his forehead, but the boy took a step back abruptly.

She didn't expect Cheng Gui to dodge, and the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air for a moment.

what's the situation?
Shu Liang raised her eyebrows, and was about to withdraw her hand, but the young man suddenly grabbed her wrist with a bit of force, and her fingertips were trembling slightly.

So cool.

This is her first feeling.

Then she realized that Cheng Gui had grabbed her hand, it was the temperature of his fingertips.

How can it be so cold?

Shu Liang frowned, didn't she just stand here and wait for her?

No, if he came here after she left, how could he be sure to wait for her?
Cheng Gui's thin lips parted slightly, as if he finally decided to say: "You."

However, he only uttered one word and then stopped.Seeing him frowning, Shu Liang let go of his hand.

"I?"

Shu Liang pointed at himself in doubt, then reached out and squeezed his hand, expressing the question in his heart: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Physical discomfort?
Cheng Gui was stunned for a moment, then blinked very slowly, and suddenly fell down as if losing strength.

Shu Liang was startled, he didn't expect this guy to faint as soon as he said it, and he caught him quickly with his eyes and hands.

The boy raised his arms and wrapped them around her waist.

He made his movements very lightly, as if touching for a moment inadvertently.

But Shu Liang still sensed something was wrong, "Cheng Gui, stop pretending, get up!"

Supporting a person pretending to be dizzy is exhausting, okay?
Shu Liang pushed him.

"Hmm." Cheng Gui snorted, straightened up, and withdrew most of his strength, but the hand around her waist was reluctant to withdraw, leaning his head lightly on her shoulder, and said softly, "Don't change positions."

"What?" Shu Liang was stunned: "When did I say I was going to change positions?"

Cheng Gui closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembling slightly: "The bet."

Bet?What does this have to do with changing positions?
Shu Liang thought for a few seconds before realizing that he was referring to the gauntlet that Zhao Xin wrote to her a few days ago.

If Zhao Xin beats her in the 100 meters tomorrow, then she will change seats and not sit next to Cheng Gui.

and many more.

So Cheng Gui thinks she can't outrun Zhao Xin?

Shu Liang angrily pushed the boy who was leaning on her away, "Tsk, what about the basic trust between people? Do you think I will lose to her?"

Who do you look down on?
After being ruthlessly pushed away, Cheng Gui didn't try to touch him again, his head drooped, looking a little pitiful, and his voice was low.

"You do not care."

Shu Liang opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "I don't care?"

(End of this chapter)