Double-faced Shaodong: Doting Mango's Fiancée

Just like in the past, when she walked under the camphor tree, Su Mang climbed up it three times, but after she got up, she became stupid—the place where she used to lie was now lying with a lazy boy .

He used his hand as a pillow to lie on the tree branch, tilted his head, and looked at her with a half-smile.

The sunlight fell on his light brown hair through the gaps in the leaves, drawing an uneven halo, on the delicate and picturesque face, the slightly narrowed eyes were bottomless, and the thin light lips outlined a clean and flawless smile .

Su Mang took a deep breath.

He is like an angel.

Tired of flying from the sky, an angel resting among the branches.

She stared at the angel with wide eyes.

The angel also looked at her with a half-smile.

After a long time, so long that Su Mang could not hold on to the trunk and almost fell, Su Mang came to his senses, he is not an angel, he is Mingche.

This small garden is the private domain of Ling Yahe and Mingche. She had met Ling Yahe yesterday, so the angel in front of her must be Mingche.

Su Mang took a few glances at Mingche, then slowly slipped down the tree resentfully.

This was a clear place, she seemed to have no way to accuse him of occupying the magpie's nest, and then drive him out unceremoniously.

She bent down to tie the loose shoelaces and wanted to leave, but the boy on the tree had come down at some point, leaning against a camphor tree in front of her and smiling at her.

He was actually wearing the school uniform of Mingham College!

The white shirt, dark trousers, expensive but ordinary clothes, coupled with his clean smile and indifferent demeanor, gave him an otherworldly look.

Su Mang looked at Mingche in front of him, and sighed secretly. Everyone said that "a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle", but people like Jiang Liuyun and Mingche in front of him, even if they don't have beautiful clothes to make the icing on the cake, even if they wear the most inconspicuous clothes Old clothes, no matter where you stand, will always be the focus of attention in the crowd.

When she sighed for Mingche's extraordinary, Mingche looked at her with surprise and admiration in his eyes.

She is different from yesterday.

Yesterday's anger and bravery, and today's coldness and tranquility made her look completely different.

Yesterday she looked like a Sailor Moon, today she looks like a fairy who can't eat fireworks.

She is like a book, with new content every time I turn a page.

"Mingche." Mingche slightly hooked the corners of his lips and stretched out his hand towards Su Mang. The broken hair around his ears fluttered in the wind, and his flawless face was printed as beautiful as an amazing painting.

Su Mang's breath was choked.

The incomparably shallow smile made Su Mang involuntarily think of four words - "a smile that captivates the city". Although boys may not like this description, it is indeed true.

"Su Mang." Realizing that he had been staring at him for a long time, Su Mang hurriedly reached out to shake hands with Ming Che.

After holding each other for a short time, Su Mang wanted to withdraw his hand quickly, but Ming Che caught him off guard and held it tightly.

Su Mang raised her eyes in astonishment, and slammed into Ming Che's eyes.

It was a pair of slightly narrow and long black eyes, with perfect arcs, both clear and blurred, looking into them, there was endless temptation.

Su Mang quickly avoided those eyes, but what fell into his eyes was his cheeks as fine as porcelain and without any blemish.

Su Mang was taken aback, but did not look away this time.

His cheeks shone with a gentle luster, and there was a careless smile on his soft lips, which reminded her of a sentence that blew into her ears with the wind a few days ago: Prince Mingche, it is Minghan The most beautiful boy in the academy.