Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

"Second Young Master, Song Zhixing is too hard to chase, why don't we change it!"

An angry voice came from the stairwell.

Then someone agreed and said: "Yes, the school belle is cold and unattractive, the one from the Academy of Fine Arts is also good, and has always liked the second young master. Song Zhixing only has textbooks in her eyes, except for her pretty face, you like her What?"

On the door panel of the stairwell, there was a thin figure of a young boy leaning against the wall, with a chair leaning against the wall. With a handsome face, he said with a cold smile: "I just like her face, and I want to bully her when I see it."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a slap outside the door.

Someone quickly took a look outside, and suddenly said in surprise: "Fuck, the second young master is Song Zhixing."

Lu Qingbei ran out from the inside, only to see a hurried figure disappearing from his eyes, and a book of animal world was dropped on the ground.

Ji Huai poked his head out from behind Lu Qingbei, glanced at the book in Lu Qingbei's hand, and said tut tut.

"A schoolmaster is a schoolmaster. Does she plan to become a veterinarian after graduation?"

Receiving Lu Qingbei's gaze, Ji Huai touched his nose boredly.

"She probably won't like you even more now."

Lu Qingbei frowned, gave Ji Huai a cold look, and smiled lazily and proudly.

"I'm so handsome, who else can she like if she doesn't like me, just wait for me, you will call me sister-in-law for five days."

Throwing away the car keys in his hand, Lu Qingbei went straight to the classroom.

The time in college is always a little more sloppy, but for Song Zhixing who wants to take the postgraduate entrance examination, every time here is extremely precious.

Just as he sat down, the seat beside him sank, and Song Zhixing turned his head.

When he saw the young man beside him, he took a deep breath and was about to stand up when he was pushed down hard.

"If you dare to leave, I'll tell you that you like me."

The young man in front of him had a gruff smile on his face, and the white T-shirt on his body was chic.

Song Zhixing was taken aback, and subconsciously retorted: "You are talking nonsense!"

The girl in front of her had a fair little face with a pink and tender look, and those innocent black eyes were so bright that it made people feel distressed and happy.

The cherry red lips were slightly raised because of excitement, with a seductive crimson color.

Lu Qingbei thought about it, subconsciously moved forward, stared at the little girl's face and said: "Song Zhixing, you are so white."

Flow... rogue?

The girl's surprised face had changed from panic to tension.

Looking at Lu Qingbei in front of her eyes with those translucent black eyes, it seemed that she was about to cry because she was wronged.

It is said that girls are made of water, and indeed Song Zhixing is softer than water.

As long as he bullies him casually, she can look at her like she's about to cry, soft and tender, making people like it.

As Lu Qingbei spoke, he was about to reach out to touch Song Zhixing's face.

In the next second, he was pushed away.

bang!

Very loud in the classroom.

Lu Qingbei sat on the ground in a daze, then watched Song Zhixing run out crying with red eyes.

Surrounded by the faces of classmates watching the play.

How many times has this happened?

All the students in the school know that the school grass Lu Qingbei likes the school flower Song Zhixing.

However, Xiaohua's eyes are only on learning, and she has been rejected many times, but our second young master persevered.

Sure enough, Lu Qingbei on the ground looked at Song Zhixing's back and said loudly: "I will definitely make you fall in love with me."

"Second young master, everyone has left, you are too late."

Ji Huai stepped forward and pulled him up from the ground.

He whispered: "Song Zhixing has dance lessons in the afternoon, we are waiting for her downstairs."

He still doesn't believe it, Lie Nu is afraid of pestering her husband, and he, Lu Er Shao, can't pester her anymore.

Lu Qingbei got up from the ground and said, "No, I'll go by myself."

After a self-study class, when he turned his head again, Lu Qingbei could no longer be seen.

The two people in the classroom murmured in low voices: "Second Young Master, can you do it this time?"

"I've been chasing after it for so long. If you can do it, you can do it sooner. I don't think it's very good."

"Everyone said let him chase someone else. We are all brothers. We just lost the game, so we didn't laugh at him."

"I'm afraid Song Zhixing doesn't like men at all. She doesn't like men like Er Shao. What do you think she likes?"

The two buried their heads and whispered softly.

Three days ago, a few people were drinking in a bar. It was a big adventure, but Lu Qingbei lost.

The requirement is to pursue Song Zhixing as his girlfriend within one month.

So our noble and elegant Lu Er Shao started the long journey of chasing his wife.

dance room.

The elegant and proud white swan turns in the dance room.

Someone beside him whispered: "Isn't it because she is beautiful? Young Master Lu is waiting for her downstairs again."

"He is not only beautiful, but also a top student."

With sarcasm in his voice, he glanced lightly.

"I heard that the heir of the Lu family is the Eldest Young Master, and the Second Young Master is just a playboy, changing girlfriends every day, fighting, and chasing Song Zhixing is just for fun."

Not far away, the girl's face was stained with sweat, and she kept turning around.

Tightly pursed lips, with a trace of stubbornness.

She had heard those words no less than ten times, but she didn't have any strength to refute.

After a beautiful and elegant rotation, the girl's figure finally stopped.

The long and hard dance gave Song Zhixing a touch of elegance and nobility.

Song Zhixing didn't take a look at the scenery outside the window until everyone in the ballroom had left.

The dense darkness submerged the entire campus in darkness.

Except for the dormitory lights that were lit not far away, the other floors fell into a deep sleep.

If she doesn't leave now, I'm afraid the aunt in the dormitory will lock the door in a while.

She stayed here deliberately for so long, that annoying spirit should have left.

After changing clothes, he wrapped himself in a heavy coat.

Entering the cold winter, the air at night becomes extraordinarily cold.

The white down jacket wrapped her thin body warmly.

He took a breath and put the hat on top of his head.

The white feathers floated in the icy air, rolling out a hint of warmth.

Song Zhixing walked out of the building, turned around and walked into the alley beside him.

Here you can go directly to the girls' dormitory, and it is also the closest road to the dormitory.

Usually, there would be people in twos and threes here, but today because it was late, there was only her clear footsteps inside.

Not long after walking, a strong hand clasped her arm.

In the next second, Song Zhixing's lips were covered and dragged into a corner.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

A familiar voice sounded above her head, and Song Zhixing heaved a sigh of relief.

He heard the boy above his head complaining: "Song Zhixing, what do you want to be my girlfriend?"

The girl frowned and raised her head. A pair of bright black eyes fell directly on the boy's clear outline.

He whispered: "Have you had enough trouble?"

"You promised to be my girlfriend, and I haven't had enough trouble."

The boy's hands clasped her arms tightly, with a wave of stubbornness.

It's just that the girl in front of her was not moved by it, it's just that her cold little face became even colder in the night.

With a pair of star-like eyes, she turned her head and replied coldly: "I won't be your girlfriend."

Young masters from rich families like this are just making fun of girls like her.

Her family is poor, but she can still study hard, and she can have a good future with her own ability.

And a star like Lu Qingbei is destined to only hang in the night sky, together with other stars.

"you do not like me?"

Lu Qingbei lowered his voice, staring at Song Zhixing in his arms with his black eyes.

The boyish and free-spirited face was covered with a light shadow in the darkness.

The girl's gentle voice has the delicateness unique to girls, but it is not incomparably hard.

"Yes, I don't like you, and I will never like you, let alone be your girlfriend, you should die!"

Such firm words directly hurt Lu Qingbei's self-esteem.

Gritting his teeth, his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, and he said harshly: "Liar, how can you not like me?"

Asking this question is somewhat unfounded.

All the girls in City A might like him, but Song Zhixing would not.

"Because you annoy me."

The clear female voice echoed in his ears.

Lu Qingbei said in a deep voice with restraint: "Say it again."

Never dared to talk to him like that, never.

But this woman, Song Zhixing, said that... so angry.

"It's okay to say it ten times again, I don't like you, I hate you..."

The cool night wind quickly swept in front of them.

The scorching breath that just landed on his face can be swept away in an instant.

In a deep alley, two figures, one white and one black, embrace each other.

The clumsy kiss, biting the girl's lips, the desire to prove and get, was infinitely magnified and hidden under the darkness of night.

Lu Qingbei held the struggling girl in his arms at a loss, as if using this method to vent his inner anger.

But when his lips touched the girl's tender lips, he was shocked.

The anger that should have been there was melted away under the girl's fragrance.

That strange and throbbing feeling spread out in the quiet alley and surrounded his body.

In the next second, the tip of the tongue hurts.

As soon as Lu Qingbei let go, his face was punched aside.

Snapped!

The loud and crisp applause echoed in the alley, carrying the girl's anger and shame, and clearly stunned Lu Qingbei.

Through the light, he saw the girl in front of him staring at him with red and swollen eyes.

The tears in the eye sockets were crystal clear under the weak light, scorching brightly.

Just when he opened his mouth to say something.

The tears in the girl's eyes fell one by one.

Like glowing pearls, the beauty is shocking.

Lu Qingbei was originally angry because of the slap, but when he saw the tears on the girl's face, it immediately dissipated.

He raised his hand in a panic, and hurriedly said: "You, what's wrong with you, don't cry, I didn't mean it, who told you not to like me..."

While wiping away his tears in a hurry, he didn't forget to complain about 'her ruthlessness'.

It's just that the more he wiped, the more tears fell on Song Zhixing's face.

Eventually he ran out of both hands.

"You, stop crying. I don't blame you for beating me. Well, if you don't like it, I won't like it anymore. I won't pester you."

He is most afraid of girls crying, since they are all made of water, why do girls cry so much.

And when Song Zhixing started crying, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Worse than his mother hitting him with a rolling pin.

Really, didn't he just kiss him, why did he cry for him?

Lu Qingbei was angry and anxious, the hand that was wiping Song Zhixing's tears was suddenly slapped down.

The girl's fair face, because of the salty tears, was blown by the wind, and it was painful.

Looking at the frowning boy in front of her, she shouted angrily: "Lu Qingbei, you bastard, I hate you."

After speaking, the man turned his head and ran away.

Lu Qingbei was left with a dazed expression, standing where he was, staring at the teardrops on his fingertips in a daze.

If you scold him, just scold him, why do you hate him.

I am her, just be my girlfriend, what's wrong with him?

Lu Qingbei is doomed to sleepless tonight.

Early the next morning, he heard the news that Song Zhixing was sick and asked for leave.

Suddenly depressed depressed.

He's not a flu virus, and there's no need to kiss her. She won't be able to come to class if she gets sick.

"Young Master Lu, Song Zhixing is sick, and your chance has come."

Ji Huai who was sitting in front said excitedly, as if as long as Lu Qingbei came out, Song Zhixing would be his girlfriend.

Sure enough, Lu Qingbei's face pulled, and he said coldly: "Impossible."

"why?"

Ji Huai's face was full of surprise, as if he saw some gossip on Lu Qingbei's face.

Sure enough, Lu Qingbei sighed slightly, and whispered: "I made Song Zhixing cry."

In Ji Huai's shocked face, the young man said to himself: "I just kissed her, but she slapped me, why is she still crying?"

Moreover, he felt so uncomfortable when he was crying, and he couldn't calm down until now.

Ji Huai gave him a thumbs up and said in admiration, "Second Young Master is amazing, you dare to kiss...why didn't she kill you?"

She is such a nice and innocent girl, how can he kiss her as soon as she says she wants to.

Although grown-ups do not interfere with falling in love, Song Zhixing seems to be the kind of good boy who is very obedient and polite.

Lu Qingbei actually kissed someone... so he has to be responsible for him, right?

Song Zhixing only stayed in the dormitory for a day before returning to the classroom for class.

This time she carefully sat in the corner, watched Lu Qingbei walk past her, and then sat down on the corner farthest from her.

He didn't stick to himself as usual.

This made Song Zhixing heave a sigh of relief, but also a little uneasy.

The people sitting in front discussed in a low voice:

"What's wrong today, Young Master Lu didn't sit next to Song Zhixing?"

"Song Zhixing was dumped by Young Master Lu. I heard that Young Master Lu kissed Song Zhixing last night."

"Brother from a wealthy family, of course it's boring if you get it. Besides, for a beautiful girl like Song Zhixing, what kind of young model Lu Shao has never seen before. If you get tired of playing, let's stop playing."

The voices of several people talking unreservedly reached Song Zhixing's ears.

The girl tightly clasped the book in her hand with her fingertips, pursed her lips and said nothing.

They were right, a girl like her was nothing but pretty.

Not far away, Lu Qingbei touched his face, secretly looking at Song Zhixing in the corner from time to time.

It's been a whole night. She shouldn't be angry, right?