The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

The three of them chatted for a long time, and the lots on Mu Qianxi's table piled up into a small mountain.

"Thank you so much for helping us find Xiao Xi for today. Qing Qing thought this girl was in trouble again and was worried." Han Sheng said to Leng Che.

"You're welcome. She's staying at my house temporarily, so I naturally want to make sure she's safe." He replied calmly.

"Xiao Xi, where did you go? You didn't answer the phone." Qing Qing asked her confused.

"Ah, I just wanted to create a surprise for Leng Che. Who would have thought that something unexpected happened? Oh, it's too complicated so I won't go into details. Anyway, I'm not a good person." Mu Qianxi smiled.

"You've always been running around since you were little, and we're worried about you." Feng Qingqing said.

"Oh, I'm sorry. From now on..." She thought for a moment, then smiled mischievously, "I'll try my best."

Han Sheng frowned: "What do you mean by trying your best? If you don't run around all day, no one will think that your leg is broken."

Her eyes were clear and translucent, and she said seriously: "What I mean is, if it is for Leng Che, I will still spare no effort to run away."

As long as there is something Leng Che likes, she will do her best to find it for him.

Hearing this, Qing Qing and Han Sheng looked at the two people opposite them in surprise, as if they smelled some gossip.

The air pressure around Leng Che's body dropped, and there was a bit more coldness in his eyes. He put down the Wangzai milk in his hand and didn't take another sip.

Mu Qianxi was sensitive to the changes in the people around her and quickly swallowed the food in her mouth. She weighed the milk jug in front of him strangely and said to him, "What's wrong with you? You haven't finished the milk yet."

The beauty who was drinking Wangzi milk just now was obviously still sweet, but why did she suddenly change back to a cold look?

The atmosphere became tense and no one at the dinner table dared to say a word.

After a long silence, he finally turned to look at her, his expression serious, his voice like the bone-chilling wind blowing from the North Pole: "I have something to tell you, come out with me."

After saying that, he stood up and walked straight out of the store.

With an ominous premonition in her heart, Mu Qianxi looked at Hansheng and Qingqing for help. The two people opposite shook their heads in tacit agreement to express their helplessness.

She stood up and walked out uneasily.

On the side of the shop, he stopped and turned to look at her: "Mu Qianxi, are you turning a deaf ear to what I said? I have warned you three times, not to do anything dangerous, even for the sake of I."

She took the risk to go to the demon market to find books for him, and he reminded her when she came back. Before going out this morning, I once again reminded her not to do dangerous things. Unexpectedly, she agreed to the psychic call without saying a word. When he just left Ms. Gao's house, he reminded her for the third time. Unexpectedly, he still didn't take it seriously and said what he just said!

She didn't take his words to heart at all, and she would still risk her own safety for him the fourth or fifth time.

Meeting his serious gaze, she pinched her fingers with some anxiety in her eyes. In order to relieve the tense atmosphere, she smiled and chatted with him: "I just want to make you happy. Why do you always keep a straight face? Aren’t you happy to get the book?”

"Don't be playful with me." She always tried to get away with it, trying to change the subject. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "It seems that I didn't speak clearly enough. Mu Qianxi, please, please don't interfere with my affairs in the future, okay?"

His words made her feel like she was being pushed away mercilessly, and the smile on her face suddenly froze. She was a little flustered and explained to him: "I like you, how could I turn a blind eye to your affairs!"

He looked straight at her, his brows furrowed, his eyes solemn, and his voice a little deeper: "Mu Qianxi, rather than liking me, I hope you like yourself and learn to protect yourself, instead of doing anything to gain my favor. Put yourself in a dangerous situation.”

"Of course I like myself, but I also like you. If you like someone, you will unconsciously treat him well, want to make him happy, and want to give him the best. Is there anything wrong with this? And I'm not fine today. ?"

That's it. What made him angry the most was the way she was sacrificing her heart and soul and even risking her life for him.

Leng Che frowned, suppressing his anger, and the coldness in his eyes became more and more serious: "To like him is not to treat him well, but to treat him in a way that the other party approves. Otherwise, unaccepted liking will be a burden."

When Mu Qianxi heard this, her expression froze, and her heart suddenly felt a little astringent. She asked back: "So, my liking is a burden to you?"

His expression darkened, he clenched his hands tightly, and remained silent for a moment. Then he raised his eyes to look at her, without any dodge, and replied decisively: "Yes."

Her love is warm and sincere, and he is afraid that everything will develop out of control. And he, who is not even a living person, is not worthy of accepting her wishes, so he might as well let her give up completely.

He doesn't deserve to be liked by anyone, just like he was two years ago.

The coldness in his eyes made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cave, and it stung a little, as if she was no different from the passers-by he had seen. She asked: "What should I do so that you can try to accept my heart?"

"It's still the same answer. I won't accept it." He turned away from her and said decisively, "So, please, please focus on yourself and stop doing useless work. My affairs have nothing to do with you."

Does her liking disgust him so much? Use these four words to draw a clear line with her.

No matter how bad her temper was, Mu Qianxi never got angry with him. But at this moment, sadness and anger surged together.

She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from excessive exertion. Her almond-shaped eyes stared at him, dazzling and stubborn, and she said angrily: "You say it doesn't matter if it doesn't matter? I insist on taking care of it! Even if you want the stars in the sky. , I’ll take it off for you too!”

It really was useless no matter what he said.

"Madman!" Leng Che's deep and depressed voice escaped from his throat. He tried his best to restrain the anger that was about to burst out, and his ears were red with anger again.

After a moment of confrontation, he said no more, turned around and left angrily.

"Where are you going? You want to run away after scolding me? Leng Che, stop!" Mu Qianxi raised her voice at his cold back, her crystal eyes full of grievance and anger.

He stopped suddenly, as if he was extremely angry, as if he wanted to chew the words between his teeth: "I'll wait in the car, I'm afraid I'll scold you if I stay any longer!"

After saying that, he took steps again without hesitation.

Seeing the person who said the heartless and cruel words leave alone without looking back, Mu Qianxi's fair face was stained crimson with anger, and her clear eyes were filled with mist, making her look particularly aggrieved.

She took off the peaked cap on her head and threw it heavily at the back in front of her.

Being hit on the back, Leng Che stopped again.

"You don't have to wait! Even if I'm sleeping on the street, I won't go back with you! Since your affairs have nothing to do with me, then you should stay out of my affairs!"

Sure enough, he turned around, with uncontrollable anger flashing in his cold eyes, and said fiercely: "You can try, I have many ways to catch you back. But in the future, don't even think about going out alone."

"You!" She was so angry that her chest heaved violently.

He bent down, picked up the peaked cap at his feet that she had thrown away in a fit of temper, and took it away without looking back.

Mu Qianxi bit her lips until they turned white, her eyes gradually turning red as she watched his tall and cold figure drifting away in the dark alley.

"I will be the dog when I go back with you!"

She suppressed the sourness and anger on the tip of her nose and turned around in the opposite direction.