The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Mu Qianxi nodded vigorously, her eyes completely attracted to him. Drunk, she was even more carefree and spoke freely: "Leng Che, your eyes are so beautiful, they make me want to do something bad."

bad thing……

The scene emerged in her mind: the last time she got drunk and kissed his eyes unexpectedly.

"..." He had a hunch in his heart, but he couldn't be completely sure. With red ears, he asked her, "What."

"I want to kiss you." Mu Qianxi smiled with eyes curved, sincere and frank.

Although I had guessed about 70% of it, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat when I heard her say it herself.

"Mu Qianxi, don't kiss people randomly after drinking. Are you like this once you drink? You kiss everyone you see..." He turned his eyes away from her, and before he could finish his words, he was pulled towards her by his collar.

With a "pop", a kiss landed on his face.

The heat seemed to spread from that place, and Leng Che was stunned on the spot for a moment, with the violent heartbeat in his chest almost jumping out of his throat.

"I just want to kiss you." After saying that, she succeeded in the surprise attack and fell on the sofa with a pillow in her arms. She was very brave when she was doing it, but after she was done, she was so excited and shy that she twisted into a worm.

"I kissed Leng Che!" Her shy face was buried in the pillow, her voice was as soft as a glutinous rice dumpling, and she looked shy and cute, like a cat rolling around to be cute. It was hard to imagine that this person was actually the school bully.

Leng Che's eyes trembled slightly. He never liked to get close to others, but her intimate behavior just now, apart from making him feel caught off guard, did not make him feel uncomfortable or disgusted.

His cold, fair face turned red, spreading all the way to his ears, so red that it looked like blood was dripping out.

"Leng Che, are you drunk?" She poked her head out from the pillow, her drunken eyes more moist than usual, "Your ears are so red."

"You're wrong." Leng Che felt a little guilty and hastily denied it. His Adam's apple rolled up and down nervously, and with his heart beating like thunder, he palely defended himself, "You're the drunkard."

"If you've seen it wrong, then you've seen it wrong. Why are you so fierce?" Mu Qianxi frowned and muttered in dissatisfaction. Her drunken face was flushed.

"Well……"

Seeing that her face was wrinkled with discomfort, Leng Che showed worry on his face: "What's wrong?"

His voice softened a lot when he asked.

A pair of watery eyes looked at him pitifully. Mu Qianxi acted like a cat seeking comfort and acted like a spoiled child to her master. Her drunken behavior was soft and sweet: "Leng Che, I have a headache..."

He sighed softly. He couldn't even touch the slightest bit of alcohol yet he insisted on drinking it. But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't bring himself to speak. He just said, "I've asked someone to prepare honey water."

Not long after, Sister Bian Qing brought a glass of honey water.

Leng Che looked at the honey water on the table, then glanced at Mu Qianxi who was in drunken eyes, feeling helpless. He thought that this drunkard probably couldn't even drink water on his own.

He looked at Bian Qing and said politely, "Sister Bian Qing, please feed her the honey water."

"Okay, Master."

Just as Leng Che was about to get up from beside her, Mu Qianxi immediately started to make a fuss: "No! Leng Che, how can you be so mean! You disturb others' rest so late! Sister Bian Qing wants to go back to rest!"

"..., Mu Qianxi, who insisted on drinking that bottle of beverage? Who is drunk and making a fuss until now? Hmm? Do I not need to rest? Who is worse?"

"You! You're even worse! I have a headache, and you still ask me so many math questions. You're deliberately making things difficult for me! I don't care, I don't care. Sister Bian Qing needs to rest!"

Which of his questions has anything to do with mathematics? Leng Che stroked his forehead, and he could no longer communicate normally with this drunkard.

Upon hearing this, Bian Qing couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. She obviously just wanted the young master to give her some water.

"Then Master, shall I go down first?"

"Yeah." Leng Che responded softly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Qianxi began to murmur again, her voice soft and sticky: "Leng Che, I have a headache..."

Leng Che turned his head to look at her, the warm yellow light shining on his eyelashes made him look particularly beautiful.

"Mu Qianxi, you're acting like a rogue again."

Although he said this, he condoned her behavior and leaned over to help her sit up.

Her shoulders were so thin that they seemed like they could be crushed easily with a little force. Leng Che held her shoulders with extremely gentle movements, as if he was afraid of hurting her with too much force.

"I like you, so I'm being naughty to you." She looked up at him slightly, with tiny lights flowing in her eyes, bright and pretty, with a sweet smile.

When she smiled, she was just as her name suggested, chilling my heart and making it gradually collapse.

She always knew how to get him.

Suddenly I became more afraid that she would drink in front of others. What if she was deceived by someone with such a cute look?

He came back to his senses, tapped her forehead very lightly, lowered his eyes and stared at her, with a soft light in his deep and calm eyes: "Don't you have any shame?"

"Face skin?" Mu Qianxi raised her hands and touched her face, as if to confirm whether the face skin was still there. She turned her head and thought about this question seriously. Finally, she looked at him very seriously, holding her rosy face, so cute, "But, I only need you, why do I need face?"

"..., drink some water." He was struck by her straightforwardness again. His face showed disgust, but his ears gradually turned red. He quickly changed the subject.

"Oh!" Mu Qianxi looked at the cup of honey water on the table, shook her head and looked at it again, "But why are there two cups of water? Leng Che, I told you that you were drunk and you lied to me that you were not drunk. Now you still want to drink water like me!"

Leng Che: "..."

Why are there two cups? Because you are drunk. Why are there two cups? I was speechless.

At noon the next day, Mu Qianxi woke up, but was in a blackout state and had no memory of what happened after she got drunk.

From Sister Bian Qing, she learned that Leng Che had already left for City G. She checked his WeChat and found that he had not left any message.

Mu Qianxi felt upset and if she had known, she would not have drunk that can of drink!

But when she finished washing up, she found a schedule on the desk, which arranged her review content for the next week in an orderly manner.

This pleasing handwriting was obviously written by Leng Che. He didn't know there was a ready-made template in the notebook, so he chose the most simple and unpretentious way - he drew a schedule with a ruler stroke by stroke. The lines were straight and powerful, simple and clean, neat and beautiful.

"wait me back."

When Mu Qianxi saw the four words at the bottom of the schedule, she seemed to hear his low and beautiful voice. Her heartstrings were slowly plucked, and her heart was like a bottle of Coke opened on a hot summer day, emitting pink bubbles.