Quick Transmigration: The vixen is entangled by the sickly school grass

Chapter 364
Chi Yuanzhe subconsciously bent down and reached out to pick it up, but there were too many people to get off at this station, and the space was too crowded. His bending posture could be completed in a second, but was delayed by all kinds of pushing and squeezing For more than ten seconds, the mobile phone was stepped on by several pairs of feet mercilessly.

Chi Yuanzhe's heart was bleeding.

With all his strength, when his hand was finally about to reach the phone, a tall woman wearing stiletto heels of at least eight centimeters hurried past, and with a "snap", the sharp blade-like heel stepped on the back of his hand.

Chi Yuanzhe almost thought that his hand was going to be broken, and screamed heart-piercingly. The people around him thought that he was going to get sick, and they all took a step back in horror.

As for the culprit, he gave him an embarrassed smile and got out of the car quickly.

Chi Yuanzhe was so angry that his spleen, stomach and kidneys were hurting, and he just felt that today was too unlucky to be unlucky anymore!
However, after picking up the phone, he realized he was wrong.

Looking at the shattered screen, Chi Yuanzhe gasped, no, he could be even more unlucky!

Fortunately, the screen is broken, but the phone still works.

Chi Yuanzhe was so angry that his teeth chattered, but he continued to type, fulfilling his true nature of green tea.

"Yueyue, are you angry? [Grievance]"

"I didn't mean to make you angry [admit wrong]"

Every sentence is followed by a carefully selected emoticon package, which brings the matter of selling miserables and pretending to be pitiful to the extreme.

Qiao Yueyi crossed her legs and lay lazily on the sofa. After seeing these two messages, she smiled disdainfully.

Does she look like the kind of woman who is casually duped by men?
It's too much to look down on her!

Qiao Yueyi still cherished words like gold and sent a message, "If I don't send a full screenshot, how can I give you justice? [Smile]"

Chi Yuanzhe was overjoyed when he saw her reply in seconds, but after reading the news, his face froze. How could Qiao Yueyi see the complete chat records between him and Song Chiqing!
Especially the smiling expression of Huangdou behind him always made him feel that Qiao Yueyi was mocking him.

Chi Yuanzhe bit his lower lip, and sent another message to retreat, "Forget it, Yueyue, don't do this, I have already forgiven Chi Qing."

Scanning the message, Qiao Yueyi drew a series of ellipses on her forehead.

She quit the chat page without a word, went straight out the door, stood still in front of Song Chiqing's door, and knocked decisively.

After two crisp knocks on the door, Song Chiqing opened the door.

He didn't expect that it would be Qiao Yueyi who came to him, and there was still a look of astonishment on his face that was too late to take back.

Qiao Yueyi glanced at him up and down, and he wrapped himself in a bathrobe. The curves of his figure were outlined in the loose folds, and the clear and delicate collarbone line could be glimpsed through the wide neckline. Thin muscular chest.

Song Chiqing's figure is more predictable than Qiao Yueyi imagined, and she should not be as weak as she feared.

Qiao Yueyi raised her eyes to look at Song Chiqing, and just about to tease her, she noticed the displeasure flickering in his black eyes.

Song Chiqing's fingertips hanging by his side were hot, and the suffocating and sticky feeling swept through his body like a tide.

He felt that the way Qiao Yueyi looked at him was very strange. It reminded him of the eyes of the male and female students who were secretly in love in the class when they looked at each other, like eating a sweet candy that would make people tooth decay.

Song Chiqing licked his lips subconsciously, as if he had already tasted the sweetness. After realizing what he had done, his face became even more rigid. He wrapped the bathrobe tightly, took a step back, and said, "What do you want me to do?" ?”

Qiao Yueyi lazily leaned sideways on the wall, only thinking that his various little expressions when he was brainstorming were quite cute.

"Have you drank the ginger soup?" Qiao Yueyi raised her eyebrows and asked without answering.

Song Chi glanced at her coldly, "You asked Aunt Zhou to send it?"

This tone made him feel like he would put medicine in ginger soup.

Qiao Yueyi took a step closer. The young man's refreshing cold fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. She patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, don't be so nervous. I just want to care about you."

Song Chi looked at her with clear black eyes, thinking about the truth or falsehood of her words.

Qiao Yueyi raised her chin slightly, and said calmly, "I'm sorry for what happened in the swimming pool."

If Qiao Yueyi's changes before could barely be explained logically, then what she said now is absolutely terrifying.

Song Chiqing glared at Qiao Yueyi with the expression that you were caught by a ghost, "What did you say?"

"Sorry."

This time, Qiao Yueyi said it more solemnly, but her serious expression could not last for three seconds and immediately changed back to that boneless and lazy look. She didn't care whether Song Chiqing had the consciousness to invite her in, and bumped Song Chiqing away with her shoulder. After the body, he walked in carelessly with his long legs.

That aura is really like a robber who broke into a house and robbed him.

Song Chiqing wanted to stop her but didn't dare. After all, this was the Qiao family, Qiao Yueyi was a serious young lady, and he was just a toy that she picked up.

Although Qiao Yueyi apologized, due to her bad history, Song Chiqing did not let go of her guard and followed her step by step, asking nervously, "What are you trying to do?"

Qiao Yueyi had no intention of answering this important question. She casually leaned against the chair in front of his desk, kicked off her slippers, crossed her legs to make the chair spin around, and messed up the neat desk with her slender fingers.

Song Chiqing was very displeased with her familiar behavior, and walked over to restore the messy desktop to its previous cleanliness.

But when he looked down, his eyes were suddenly attracted by Qiao Yueyi's bare feet.

He suddenly discovered that her feet were also very white, with round and translucent nails covering her slightly sensual toes.

"I heard that you study well? What book are you reading this afternoon?"

It wasn't until Qingyue's female voice sounded that Song Chiqing looked away in a panic. He pursed his lips and looked at the girl's face, as if to distinguish whether there was a sign of teasing from the little smiling face.

If she could, Qiao Yueyi would swear that what she said was absolutely sincere and did not contain any hint of yin and yang.

But helplessly, the history of the original owner making fun of others is too heavy, which has already cast a psychological shadow on Song Chiqing.

"Since when have you cared about my study?"

Song Chiqing's voice became colder, subconsciously erecting a hard armor for himself, which has always been his self-protection measure.

Qiao Yueyi propped her chin, her wide nine-quarter sleeves slipped off, revealing a dazzling white arm, "You think too much, I'm concerned about my own study."

Under Song Chiqing's puzzled eyes, Qiao Yueyi said slowly, "From now on, you will tutor me in mathematics and biology every night."

System 001, who had been watching good shows for a long time, sighed regretfully upon hearing this.

It also thought that the host would say even more shocking words with such a strong tone!
(End of this chapter)