Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 114 It's Not Like, It's Hate!
"I'm different from you." Mo Hanxuan raised his lips and sneered, "And my relationship with her is also different."

Mo Hanxuan still maintained the posture just now and looked at Duan Youxun calmly with his dark eyes.

"That's right, you and her just have one more childhood than I do." Duan Youxun rubbed his nose, and his eyes slowly turned to Mo Hanxuan: "To be precise, didn't you three years ago because you were shallow?" Shallow and hurt her?"

The hands beside Mo Hanxuan were tightly clenched into fists, and a sullen look appeared in his eyes. He sneered, "Hmph, that was before, anyway, I'm also her fiance..." Mo Hanxuan gave him a sarcasm , opened her mouth in an orderly manner: "And you, at most, you can be regarded as a little boy who hooked up with my fiancee!"

Little white face?
Duan Youxun was obviously irritated by Mo Hanxuan's words.

"You said she was your fiancee, did she admit it herself?"

Mo Hanxuan narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Whether she admits it or not is just a matter of time, you don't have to worry about my woman."

"Hearing what you said, things seem to be quite interesting." Duan Youxun raised his lips and sneered: "But I won't let you get what you want. When you took Qianqian away from me, you didn't take my feelings into consideration. Then Why should I think about you?"

Mo Hanxuan's hand clenched into a fist turned slightly white.

The pitch-black eyes seemed to be shattered with frost, frighteningly cold.

"Heh, you said it yourself, Qianqian liked me back then, so now what confidence do you have to think that you can snatch her away from me?" Mo Hanxuan smiled instead of anger.

"Mo Hanxuan, you are despicable!"

"Am I mean?" Mo Hanxuan raised his eyebrows: "We are just each other."

Duan You trembled with anger, but he couldn't vent his anger.

Mo Hanxuan snorted lightly, turned around and walked towards the fourth floor.

"Three years ago, you couldn't even protect your own beloved girl, and three years later, you will still be my subordinate!"

Mo Hanxuan left with his back to Duan Youxun, with a touch of sarcasm in his cold tone.

Duan Youxun gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Hanxuan's back, clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall beside him, bright red blood slowly flowed out, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, he clenched his fist again and again hit the wall
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the final exam was less than two months away, Tang Qianxia was still in a state of confusion, immersed in the pain Duan Youxun gave her every day.

Coincidentally, she has nothing to do these two days, so whenever she has time, she often goes to the reading room of the college to read books by herself.

Tang Qianxia took out a thick psychological quality book from the bookshelf and read it.

"Qianxia."

A familiar voice rang in her ears, as if she hadn't heard this voice for a long time.

She looked sideways at Duan Youxun who was walking towards her step by step, and she was stunned.

Duan Youxun walked in front of her and looked down at Tang Qianxia: "Qianxia, ​​do you have time? I want to talk to you."

Tang Qianxia looked at him for a few seconds, then hurriedly avoided his gaze and took a step back.

"We have nothing to talk about."

She lowered her head, speaking with a little bitterness in her tone.

A look of disappointment flashed across Duan Youxun's eyes, every time he took a step closer to Tang Qianxia, ​​Tang Qianxia took a step back, as if deliberately avoiding.

Duan Youxun approached step by step, Tang Qianxia could only retreat step by step.

As a result, he accidentally bumped into the bookshelf behind him, Tang Qianxia exclaimed, and fell backwards uncontrollably.

Duan Youxun quickly stretched out his arms to wrap her around her waist, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

Tang Qianxia blinked her eyes in surprise, the faint scent of mint lingering on the young man's body under her nostrils made her heart skip a beat.

Duan Youxun looked down at Tang Qianxia who was stunned, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Qianxia, ​​are you okay?"

Tang Qianxia raised her head to meet his gaze, and then realized that Duan Youxun was still holding her waist.

She struggled a bit: "Let me go!"

The smile on Duan Youxun's face froze, and he looked at her with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

"Let go of me!" Tang Qianxia directly pushed him away, putting some distance away from him, her face blushing and her head lowered, not daring to look at Duan Youxun.

Duan Youxun's heart was empty, like a fish out of water.

"Qianxia, ​​do you hate me so much?"

There was a little sadness in his tone, but Tang Qianxia didn't seem to care at all.

She pursed her lips and raised her eyes to look at him: "It's not that I hate it, it's that I hate it!" Because I liked it before, I hated it.

"I don't believe it!" Duan Youxun stretched out his hand to hold Tang Qianxia's arm tightly, and his tone of voice was a little bit cold.

Tang Qianxia frowned in pain: "Let me go!"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that you hate me! You obviously like me!" Duan Youxun roared, a flash of anger flashed in his amber eyes.

Tang Qianxia was stunned by his yelling, she really never thought that the gentle and refined Duan Youxun would lose such a big temper.

Tang Qianxia still struggled to shake off his hand: "Let me go!"

"Don't let it go! Unless you tell me that you still like me! Forgive me!"

Duan Youxun's attitude is still bad, completely without the usual tenderness.

Tang Qianxia glanced at him.

Ashley!
What kind of logic is this? !
Do you really think of her as a fool? ?

First he used her to take revenge on Mo Hanxuan, and now he came to her to force her to admit that she still likes him!
A pair of big hands with well-defined joints suddenly grabbed Tang Qianxia's shoulders and pulled them back forcefully, Tang Qianxia leaned back against a chest.

"She said she hates you, don't you understand?!"

There was a little anger and dissatisfaction in the cold tone.

Tang Qianxia looked up at Mo Hanxuan's jaw in astonishment.

It was Mo Hanxuan!

Duan Youxun looked at Tang Qianxia with a sneer and asked, "I don't believe it, Qianxia didn't admit it herself!"

Tang Qianxia pursed her lips, looked at Duan Youxun firmly with misty eyes and said, "Yes, I used to like you, but later when I heard you tell Mo Hanxuan that you were just My heart is dead when you use me to get revenge on him."

"Qianxia, ​​I don't believe what you said, did Mo Hanxuan threaten you to say that?" Duan Youxun looked at Tang Qianxia with an expression of disbelief, and stretched out his hand to pull Tang Qianxia out of Mo Hanxuan's arms return.

But Tang Qianxia hid back, hugged Mo Hanxuan's arm tightly, bit her lip, and said word by word: "No one threatened me, I said that I don't like you at all now, I am very sorry Hate you! You know what!"

(End of this chapter)