The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Mu Qianxi pushed her hands to both sides of him and gave him a wall-bang on the subway, just like in TV dramas.

"I will protect you!" She frowned, put on a serious look, and approached him openly.

Suddenly being cornered by her, Leng Che's body tensed up suddenly, and he stared at her blankly with his eyes downcast. After a moment of silence, he asked awkwardly, "Why? Is there any danger?"

"Yes!" Mu Qianxi took advantage of the situation and pretended to be mysterious. She stared at him and said seriously, "It will be very dangerous! But don't worry, I'm here!"

He nodded, and really stayed obediently in her "circle" without moving, being very well-behaved.

Mu Qianxi suppressed her triumphant smile and prayed inwardly that more people would come to the next stop so that she could naturally get closer to him.

At the next stop, the doors opened and, as she had hoped, people poured in. Soon, the carriage was packed with people.

Someone pushed her from behind, and she was "forced" to move half a step closer to him.

"Don't worry, Leng Che! I won't let anyone touch you!" Mu Qianxi supported her hands on both sides of his body, pretending to be struggling, and promised him solemnly.

In fact, he was secretly delighted, and his calculations were jingling:

Yes, this is the distance.

First, you can appreciate his beauty from a close distance; second, he hates strangers getting close to him, so by protecting him, you can also establish your own heroic image and take the opportunity to increase his favorability.

The distance suddenly got closer, and Leng Che lowered his eyes, and met her unabashed gaze. His Adam's apple slid up and down nervously, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he answered her in a low voice: "Yeah."

Then he avoided her direct gaze a little awkwardly.

So good. The more I look at him, the more I want to bully him.

Mu Qianxi kept reminding herself to hold it in. She was in a public place and couldn't tease him anymore.

Unexpectedly, the crowd at the next stop only increased. Mu Qianxi was pushed by the crowd behind her, and her hands could not hold on, and she was suddenly squeezed into his arms.

Both of them were frozen.

Mu Qianxi struggled a few times and tried to get up, but was squeezed tightly in his arms again.

"Don't move."

Leng Che felt a little uncomfortable being rubbed by her, and his brows were slightly frowned. He lowered his eyes to look at her, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke.

"I, I didn't mean it!" She pressed against the cloth in front of his chest, barely raised her head, and explained to him seriously, "Even if I had bad intentions towards you, I would only take advantage of you behind closed doors. Not in public."

Saying this in front of so many people always gives me a feeling that I am trying to cover up something.

Leng Che was originally thin-skinned, and looking at her bright dark eyes, he felt his ears become hot. He lowered his voice to remind her, but he couldn't bear to be rude to her, so his tone became a little aggrieved: "Don't say it..."

Mu Qianxi groaned and hid in his arms again. He smelled fresh and pleasant, and she always liked it.

Suddenly I felt that it was not bad to stay like this.

She put her ear to his chest and continued to explain, "I heard that Line 1 is so crowded that you can squeeze kiwis into juice. I didn't expect it to be true. Ha, ha, ha."

Mu Qianxi laughed awkwardly a few times.

"Yeah." Leng Che was uneasy and simply responded to her.

Now, as long as he lowered his head slightly, he could smell the fragrance of her hair. She was like a sweet and soft white glutinous rice dumpling, nestling in his arms obediently. The soft touch, the sweet breath...everything seemed to have hooks, tickling his heart, making him unable to calm down at all.

Leng Che was thankful that the noise in the carriage was quite loud, otherwise she would have heard his heartbeat as violent as a drumstick.

Suddenly, Leng Che noticed that the person who was squeezing her with his back to her seemed to be a boy with long hair. He looked closely and saw that it was indeed a boy. His expression suddenly became cold and his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

Mu Qianxi suddenly felt a tightness around her waist and she felt herself spinning. When she came to her senses, she had switched positions with him and was being protected on the inside.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

As their eyes met, Lengche's eyes flickered slightly, and he was worried about how to explain to hide his shameful selfishness. He paused and said very unnaturally: "It is really dangerous."

He meant there were a lot of people. She knew he didn't like strangers getting close to him, but she didn't expect the flow of people on Line 1 to be so terrifying today.

Mu Qianxi asked in confusion: "Then why don't you come inside? Didn't I say I would protect you? Why did you switch places with me?"

Leng Che: "..."

It would be great if she could have this kind of spirit of getting to the bottom of things in her studies.

He was speechless for a moment, pursed his thin lips tightly without answering, and did not dare to look her in the eye again.

He didn't know when he became so petty. He would feel annoyed if she sat next to others while riding on public transportation.

He couldn't even accept his own behavior, let alone speak out.

After a short silence, his eyes wandered, and he explained in a very twisted and pale voice: "I'm just afraid that you will be squeezed into juice. Who will take me to the movies?"

As he said this, a big hand was protecting her head, fearing that the back of her head would hit the wall of the carriage behind her.

The main point is that I am worried that she will be squeezed.

Mu Qianxi accurately grasped the meaning of this, just like a small heater in winter, and her heart was warmed by it. The smile in her clear black eyes almost flowed out like melted honey, but she still pretended to be calm and didn't expose him: "Oh! So that's it!"

Today's Leng Che is clearly a piece of candy.

Although she resisted the urge to expose him, she couldn't help herself. Almost the next moment, she hugged his waist tightly and buried her face in his arms again with great joy.

Leng Che was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat. Then he heard a satisfied whisper from his arms, soft and sweet: "With Leng Che here, I won't be squeezed into juice."

He could clearly hear his heartbeat getting stronger.

His ears were red, and he didn't know what to say, so he just said in a low voice: "Yeah."

Mu Qianxi greedily breathed in the familiar and fresh scent from him. Every time she hugged him, she felt particularly safe and secure, as if she had found a safe harbor after surviving the wind and rain.

I really want to hold him like this forever. It would be great if we could hold him till we reach the station.

Mu Qianxi felt a burning sensation in her heart as she thought about this.

"Leng Che, you are like a piece of candy, with a runny heart."

Because she was in his arms, her voice became muffled, but it reached his ears clearly.

"What?" Leng Che's eyes showed a trace of doubt, and then he frowned, very depressed, "Why do I look like sugar?"

No one has ever described him as being like a piece of candy.

Why would a man like him be like a piece of candy?

"Cold and hard on the outside, but incredibly sweet on the inside."

Mu Qianxi couldn't help but hug him tighter, her tone was cheerful and sincere, and the ending tone was rising: "I like it very much~"

The passionate and straightforward expression stirred up huge waves in his already rippling heart. The girl arched her back in his arms again, like a cat rubbing against someone to show its affection, which made him even more confused.

Leng Che's throat rolled and his ears turned red.

He surrendered completely.

His voice sounded like it had been rubbed on sandpaper, extremely low and hoarse, yet extremely seductive.

"Then I am the sugar."

Just be your own candy.