The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

While waiting for the elevator, Mu Qianxi asked, "Leng Che, how much does it cost to hire a lawyer? Zi Ni's family conditions are not very good."

"With me and Brother Che here, are you still worried about this? Brother Che won't cover the lawyer fees, so I will! Damn it, I didn't expect Tian Yubing, as the president of the Student Union, to do such a despicable thing, and she even stepped on me!" Xiao Shiyan said indignantly, and then looked at his feet pitifully.

Leng Che looked at her, and as soon as he spoke, he had the power to calm people down, and said softly: "Tell her not to worry about the cost. Just let her consider whether to do this or not. After all, we can't make the decision for her."

"Yeah!" Mu Qianxi nodded.

The elevator door opened and Xiao Shiyan got on the elevator naturally, but Mu Qianxi grabbed Leng Che's wrist.

He looked at her sideways in confusion.

Xiao Shiyan turned around and saw the two people still outside the elevator. He was also puzzled: "Why haven't you come up yet?"

Mu Qianxi smiled, with a bit of ruffian tone: "You go first!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... You're such a bitch." Xiao Shiyan immediately understood her intention to be alone together, and quickly pressed the button to close the door. "Goodbye."

As soon as the elevator door closed, before Leng Che could ask her what she was going to do, she grabbed his wrist and ran away.

Finally, she pushed open the fire door and led him to the empty stairwell.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Leng Che was pushed against the wall by her. Because of the running just now, Mu Qianxi was slightly out of breath, with her hands on her sides, looking up at him with her little face, her smile full of cunning and pride.

"Leng Che, I heard everything." There was a happy tone in his voice.

"What."

She smiled at him and moved closer, causing Leng Che's breathing to stagnate.

"What you said on the radio was that you wanted me to stay with you. Leng Che, are you confessing your love to me in disguise?"

His Adam's apple slid up and down nervously, trying his best to hide his restless heart, and looked at her: "That's because you are simple-minded and good at fighting, so it's just right to keep you around as a bodyguard."

Depend on!

Mu Qianxi gritted her teeth and pressed on, "Then tell me again, how did I have ulterior motives towards you?"

"Just like now." He raised his hand and pushed her head, pushing her a little further away, and his noisy and restless heart finally calmed down a little.

She has been like this lately, becoming more and more bold and reckless. She likes to talk to him closely, tease him and make fun of him, and she won't stop until she disturbs his mood.

He wouldn't admit it.

She did succeed.

As her warm breath approached, his breathing became uncontrollably disordered.

"But you said you allowed it, Leng Che. Our three-good students won't go back on their word, right?" Mu Qianxi took another step closer without any shame. Their toes were almost touching, and she raised her little face and blatantly looked into his eyes, like a smug little peacock, "My ill intentions are not limited to this~"

Leng Che leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes and looked at the approaching girl. His throat tightened and his voice became a little hoarse: "What else do you want to do?"

The next second, her hand slipped into his palm and gently scratched it. When Leng Che moved his eyes from his hand to her face again, he found that the person in front of him had pursed her lips, and her expression was a little aggrieved for some reason, like a kitten being spoiled, she murmured pitifully: "Leng Che, my hand hurts... I need comfort."

I slapped someone to vent my anger, and in the end I felt wronged and my hand hurt...

Leng Che wanted to laugh after hearing this. This wild cat always plays by its own rules.

He teased her: "Mu Qianxi, your hands didn't hurt when you hit me, but now they hurt."

Actually, it didn't hurt at all, but I don't know why, I suddenly wanted his comfort.

"My math notes were torn..." Her black pupils looked wet, "I've been memorizing them for a long time..."

Leng Che paused for a moment after hearing this, and comforted him in a hoarse voice: "I will be back."

"Hmph, you're lying. I'm not very good at math to begin with. It will be so hard to do it again." She muttered quietly, and her voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

His heart softened. He looked deeply into her eyes and said in a gentle and pleasant voice, "Stupid cat, just remember the following content."

Mu Qianxi fell forward gently, her forehead resting on his chest, like a suffering kitten snuggling up to its owner and asking for a touch.

She looked at the tips of their shoes touching each other and said stickily, "To comfort each other."

Leng Che's heart skipped a beat.

"I want your comfort."

Mu Qianxi took the initiative to hold his hand and placed it on top of her head.

Her furry head was also very cute. The moment I touched it, every part of my heart softened.

"Yeah." He responded in a low, hoarse voice.

His arms were filled with the sweet fragrance of the young girl. With his heart beating like a drum and suppressing his disordered breathing, he stroked her hair gently and restrainedly.

"I'm not sad anymore, I'm not sad anymore..."

He coaxed her in a low voice while stroking her with his hands again and again, just as she had taught him before.

With her forehead buried in his chest, Leng Che's voice came with the vibration of her chest, like the sound of a cello, and it was surprisingly pleasant to hear this way. Mu Qianxi suddenly murmured without a beginning or an end: "Leng Che, you are really a top student, with extraordinary talent."

"Ok?"

"I just taught you once, and you learned how to comfort people so quickly."

"Then," he paused, then asked very unnaturally, "Are you satisfied?"

Mu Qianxi's face flushed. Was he serving her? Why did he ask her if she was satisfied?

With such a good sense of service, is it okay to ask him to do something more for her?

"Satisfied." She whispered, her heart pounding violently.

The two hearts resonate at the same frequency at this moment.

"Leng Che, your heart is beating so fast," she said.

Hearing this, his Adam's apple rolled up and down nervously. He pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he finally found a pale excuse and answered her in a hoarse voice: "I ran away."

"My heart is beating fast too." She looked up into his eyes, smiling at him with curved eyebrows, so happy that her tone of voice naturally rose, "But it's not because of running, it's because of you."

Her dazzling smile made his heart burn and his ears turned red unconsciously. He turned his head away and dared not look at her again. He changed the subject very unnaturally: "I'm late, I'm going back to class."

"Ouch..." Hearing the word "class", Mu Qianxi's lips pursed instantly, and she murmured sadly and unwillingly. She leaned forward slightly, and rested her forehead on the cloth in front of his chest again to escape reality. She said to him vaguely, "I don't want to go back. Just say I have a headache and go to the infirmary with me."

His decisive reply came from above my head: "No. Go back to class."

Mu Qianxi was immediately deflated. She snorted softly, stepped back reluctantly, and walked down the stairs.

"I'm already late. Do I have to attend this class?" He muttered weakly as he walked downstairs, sounding extremely aggrieved.

Leng Che said, "I have to go."

"You will be scolded if you are late to enter the classroom."

"Just say you accompanied me to the infirmary."

"..." Why does this excuse sound so familiar? Isn't it what she just said? Mu Qianxi turned around and looked at him with grievance and anger, "Then can't you accompany me for the whole class?"

Leng Che: "No."

"I'm going back to class. I'm going back to class, okay?"

The girl in front of him was mumbling down the stairs, her black ponytail swinging back and forth, seeming to reveal rebellion and grievance, youthful and cute. Seeing this, the cold-hearted man couldn't help but pull up a smile at the corner of his lips.

A few days later, Xiao Shiyan discovered that Leng Che was actually reading the first-year high school math textbook during self-study class and was writing something in a notebook.

After class, Xiao Shiyan asked in surprise: "Brother Che, have you started the first round of review?"

Leng Che glanced at Xiao Shiyan, silently put away the textbook, and did not answer.