The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Since Christmas, the relationship between Mu Qianxi and Leng Che seemed to have regressed to the beginning. Except for the tutoring, he was still as careful, patient, and diligent in teaching her. Usually, no matter how she talked to him and teased him like before, he would just respond to her simply and end the topic.

He no longer let her get close to him. As soon as she got close to him, he would naturally step away. This was because he would never refuse her approach before Christmas!

Mu Qianxi didn't know why, the moon was obviously very close, but suddenly, it returned to the distant sky.

Even after school, he no longer waited for her to go together.

The school bell rang, Mu Qianxi looked across to the special training class 2, and saw Leng Che had already walked out of the classroom.

She hurriedly stuffed tonight's homework into her schoolbag and ran out.

Today she must find out why he suddenly distanced himself from her!

On the school road, seeing the tall and cold figure in front of her, Mu Qianxi ran over and blocked the boy.

Leng Che paused, looking at the breathless person in front of him with some surprise. She opened her arms to block him, raised her little face, and glared at him with her watery almond eyes. The fair and delicate skin on her face was slightly pink due to running all the way.

"Leng Che, why have you been avoiding me lately?" Mu Qianxi asked him straight to the point.

Leng Che put away the extra emotions in his eyes and replaced them with the same indifferent look he gave to other people: "I just think that we should keep our distance."

"Why? Is it because I failed to confess my love for you on Christmas? But I have failed so many times, and I have never seen you ignore me on purpose like you do now."

"I was inconsiderate before, but not now." He looked indifferent, with a polite yet cold tone, "We are just a tutor and the tutored. Apart from tutoring time, it seems that there is no need for too much communication."

His words directly pushed the distance between the two people a thousand miles away.

The cold and indifferent gaze and tone made her dazed for a moment, as if she had returned to the first day she came to his house.

The relationship between tutoring and being tutored…

It turns out that after spending so much time together, I am not even a friend in his eyes.

Mu Qianxi felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she couldn't help but clench her hands. She looked at him in disbelief for a long time, and then she barely suppressed the sourness in her nose and said angrily: "Okay! If you have the guts, just keep doing this! Don't pay attention to me except during tutoring time!"

After saying that, she turned around angrily and walked forward quickly.

Leng Che seemed to be relieved, and the indifference that he tried so hard to pretend in his eyes instantly collapsed, becoming obscure and incomprehensible.

There was a dull pain in his heart, and he comforted himself: Yes, that's good.

Only in this way can you not waver.

But when he saw her half-opened schoolbag, he couldn't help but remind her loudly: "Mu Qianxi, your schoolbag is not closed."

She paused, then walked forward desperately: "What do you care!"

Arriving at the school gate, Leng Che opened the car door, but did not see her figure in the car. She was clearly running ahead of him, so she should have been in the car earlier.

Zhuge, who was in the driver's seat, said, "I don't know what this girl is doing. She said she wanted to keep her distance from you and walk back by herself."

Leng Che frowned, got in the car, and ordered Zhuge to drive after them.

Soon, I saw a girl carrying a puffy schoolbag on the side of the road. The ponytail behind her head seemed to be shaking as she was angry.

"Tell her to get in the car," he said coldly.

Zhuge probably guessed that the two were arguing again, and sighed helplessly. He was clearly worried, but he pretended to be indifferent and had to pass the message through a third person.

Zhuge rolled down the window and shouted toward the roadside, "Girl, get in the car! If you keep walking like this, you won't be able to get back until dark!"

Mu Qianxi turned around and saw the familiar car, saw Zhuge, and also saw that the back seat windows were still closed.

Dead cold and stinky, Uncle Zhuge knows how to care about people, but he doesn't even look at him.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She responded angrily, "No need! I have nothing to do with your Young Master Leng. I must keep my distance at all times. I am not worthy of riding in the same car with him! Don't worry, even if I get blisters on my feet, I will walk back!"

"Young master, what should we do?" Zhuge asked.

"Follow." His eyes were fixed on the figure of the girl outside the window.

Suddenly, an electric car sped past...