The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Mu Qianxi pulled off the windbreaker on her head, put her right hand into her sweatshirt pocket, and suddenly said to him: "Leng Che, give me your left hand."

"What are you doing?" He looked at her suspiciously, reluctant to reach out, unable to guess what wrong idea she had.

"Oh, come on," she urged.

He had no choice but to extend his left hand to her. As soon as he passed, her hand was held by her and pulled over. There was a soft and delicate touch in her palm, so soft that it made his heart tremble. Not long after, a red bracelet was tied around her wrist.

Looking at the extra red braided rope on his wrist, he couldn't help but be startled, his heart skipped a beat, and he raised his eyes to look at her in surprise. Her watery and beautiful eyes were filled with smiles, like thousands of stars falling into them, extremely dazzling, and she was staring at him sincerely at this moment.

"A birthday gift for you." She said softly, "I wish Leng Che a safe life and live to be ninety-nine."

He froze on the spot, his heart beating wildly in his chest. Suddenly, he had mixed feelings and his throat was sore. He couldn't say anything, so he just looked at her quietly.

He is Leng Che and he is also the Eleventh Hall. He has never had confidence and never dared to hope for peace and security. But she gave him the simplest and most ordinary hope. Accurately dropped a stone in the center of his heart lake.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Mu Qianxi thought that he was unhappy because it was too late, so she hurriedly added: "Although it was a day late, it was delivered. Who told you to go out early in the morning and you can't even see your shadow at school? Wait I’ve been with you all day and you didn’t come back until early in the morning. It’s not my fault.”

His heart suddenly melted when he saw the anxious look of the person in front of him because he was worried that he wouldn't like it. Leng Che's Adam's apple moved up and down, his deep voice became hoarse for a while, and finally he said: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Hearing his words, Mu Qianxi was very happy. She held his hand and stared at it for a while, and said with satisfaction: "It's so beautiful. I spent a whole week making it up."

This bracelet turned out to be knitted by her herself.

The bottom of my heart was deeply touched, as if it was lightly stepped on by a cat's soft flesh pad, and it sank. He looked at her solemnly, suppressing the emotions surging in his heart, and remained silent. After more than ten seconds, when he spoke again, he changed into a relaxed tone and deliberately teased her: "No wonder."

No wonder? No wonder what does it mean! Do you think her performance is ugly or beautiful?

Mu Qianxi immediately frowned and glared at him angrily: "If you think it doesn't look good, just give it back to me!"

She stretched out her hand to grab it, but Leng Che had quick eyes and quick hands. He immediately raised his left hand and let her miss it.

He raised his hands high and looked at her angry expression because she couldn't reach her, like a wild cat with all its hair and claws. He thought it was extremely cute. Leng Che laughed softly, and even his laughter was particularly pleasant: "Mu Qianxi, who taught you that you can take back the gifts you gave me?"

This was the first time she had seen him smile so carelessly. His usually cold peach blossom eyes seemed to be lit up by something, and they were covered with a smile that was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away. Mu Qianxi almost drowned in it. In his sight, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, roaring crazily in his chest.

The anger just now dissipated without a trace, and she said: "It looks so beautiful when you smile. You must smile more in the future, Leng Che."

He seemed to think for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, with a smile on his lips and a low voice in his throat, he responded to her: "Yes."

After speaking, he added arrogantly: "Think about it."

Mu Qianxi found that he was surprisingly easy to talk to recently.

"As long as you are happy, I am worried that you have been wronged today." Mu Qianxi was actually worried that he would not only be punished by kneeling down but also made things difficult for him today, so after he came back, he kept thinking about how to make him happy. Now it seems , he is in a good mood.

"I'm not wronged. It's just that... I still feel uncomfortable." After saying that, he was silent for a moment, and finally took a deep breath and decided to tell her what he had been hiding. His voice was a little deeper, and his tone was calm and gentle, but it seemed to be covered with a touch of sadness, "I remember that when I was just ten years old, my father left me in the company to learn company affairs little by little with his cronies. No one I didn't care whether I liked it or not, but I only cared about whether I could do it well. I won one project after another for the company, and negotiated one difficult business after another, just to get a compliment from my father. "

"So, when I heard him say that he would take my cousin in person, I still felt unbalanced. Whether it was sadness or envy, I don't know."

It was never the lost opportunity for power that bothered him, it was this.

It was the first time that Mu Qianxi heard him speak so openly. The more he understood, the more distressed he became. He had been forced to endure too much since he was a child.

"It's normal," she said, "Uncle Leng is your father, of course you hope he can care more about you. I am the same, if my father cares about others more than me, I will also be angry. However, if he prefers The target is you, I will not be angry. "

"Because I also prefer you. You will always be the favored one here." There was a smile in her pure and clean apricot eyes, sincere and natural, and she said these words in the most ordinary tone, It seemed like he was just talking about sparse and ordinary things.

But it went straight to his heart. She always showed her love to him frankly and unstintingly time and time again, as if she was telling him that she was still there. The tip of my heart was like a mountain covered with snow all year round, and suddenly a pool of warm spring water flowed through it. Leng Che was stunned for a moment.

His eyes flashed slightly, and thousands of emotions surged into his heart, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Seeing that he pursed his lips and said nothing, she leaned closer to his face, her big dark eyes were bright and lively, staring at him and asking: "So do you want to go home with me, Leng Che?"

Feeling a little flustered by being favored, he lowered his eyes and avoided her eyes, whispering softly: "Why do you always want me to go home with you?"

"Because I think my parents will definitely like you very much. You are the smart kid next door that my parents like best." She said with a smile, "Since I can't be the kid next door, then I can become the kid next door." The child at home was abducted and brought home~"

Leng Che couldn't help but raise his hand and push her forehead gently, and said softly: "The idiot next door."

Seeing that he was in a much better mood, Mu Qianxi touched the place where his fingertips had just landed and smiled happily: "So you don't feel so uncomfortable now?"

"Yeah." He responded to her in a low voice, his tone became relaxed, and continued, "Actually, this is the only thing that's bad, but there are three happy things."

"what's up?"

"The first thing is that during today's sacrifice, my father had a calm talk with me for the first time, and in the end he patted me on the shoulder encouragingly."

Things that seemed so ordinary to others could make him so happy. In fact, he has always been so easy to coax. On the surface, he looks aloof and unconventional, but in fact, a cup of milk tea, a can of milk, or even a bowl of extremely simple instant noodles can make him feel happy.

So cute, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Mu Qianxi sighed: "Leng Che, why are you so easy to coax~"

He frowned and refused to admit it: "..., no."

"Oh~" She held back her laughter, feeling in her heart that Leng Che was even cuter, "Then what are the second and third happy things?"

"Don't tell you."

"Hey! Leng Che, how can you be so stingy and learn how to have fun secretly?" Mu Qianxi was unwilling to give in and insisted on him.

"I didn't steal the music." He replied, the voice coming out of his throat was low, as cool and thorough as if through ice water, and it was very nice to hear.

"Then you're still hiding it!"

He pursed his thin lips tightly, thought for a moment, and then answered her: "I won't tell you anyway."

Mu Qianxi hummed in dissatisfaction: "Stingy guy!"

He didn't hide it. In fact, she knew both of these things.

The first thing is to have noodles with her.

The second thing was to receive the red bracelet from her.

She is in everything.

After finishing the noodles, Leng Che took the initiative to clear away the dishes and chopsticks as promised, and silently carried them to the sink.

It was almost two-thirty in the morning. Mu Qianxi sat tiredly at the dining table, yawning repeatedly. Looking at his back as he worked silently, the thoughts in her heart became more intense.

She must abduct him home!

After washing the dishes and kitchen utensils, Leng Che wiped his hands. When he turned around, he saw that Mu Qianxi couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep on the table.

He walked up to her slowly, for fear of disturbing her.

The night was quiet, her breathing was even and gentle, her long and curled eyelashes cast a shallow shadow on her face, and her fair and delicate face looked soft and easy to pinch. When she was sleeping, she looked calm and well-behaved, completely losing her scornful attitude during the day.

Leng Che stared at her quietly, and in the clear and deep eyes, the coldness was gradually crushed, and tenderness emerged, flowing out slowly like a trickle in the mountains. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and gently covered the top of her hair with his palm. His white and cold fingertips felt like touching a treasure, caressing her hair carefully and cherishing it.

"Thank you." Thinking of everything tonight, he spoke slowly, his voice was very soft and light, but it contained sincere feelings, just like a cup of strong tea with a dense fragrance.

After looking at it for a moment, Leng Che's eyebrows were filled with a touch of sadness and confusion. He suppressed the bitterness in his throat and said softly: "But, how should I respond to you?"

How should I respond to your sincerity, and how should I tell you that the person you prefer is not as bright and beautiful as you think? How can I tell you that you don't like me at all?

He never had the confidence to be loved, nor the courage to accept love.