The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 462 A Brilliant Pen (32)

Jiang Hanmu pouted, showing a little aggrieved expression, "Luoxing, you haven't come to see me for three days, I miss you, get in the car, I'll go with you to welcome the new students."

"It's tiring to welcome new students."

"I'm not afraid of being tired."

"OK then."

Luo Xing went around, opened the door and got in the car.

Jiang Yan was in the driver's seat, looking back at Luoxing, "Ms. Luoxing, good morning, are you going to the school directly, or to the airport?"

"Go to the airport, I'll call them and let them go by themselves without waiting for me."

Jiang Yan nodded, turned around, and started driving.

Luo Xing took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Jiang Hanmu stared at Luoxing, moved his body little by little towards Luoxing, and carefully held Luoxing's hand with his little hand.

Until he held that soft and slender hand, a sweet smile appeared on his face.

Luo Xing hung up the phone, saw the silly smile on his face, and shook his head, this little thing is not only cute, but also very easy to satisfy, a small gift can make him happy all day, it is very lovable.

Luo Xing took Jiang Hanmu's hand and interlocked his fingers. His hand was like a fine white jade carving, slender and slender without any blemishes.

It's just that the temperature in the palm is a little cold.

It seems that every plane cub's hands are a little cold, with the soft coolness of water, not as biting as ice.

Speaking of...

Luo Xing raised his other hand, touched Jiang Hanmu's face, and looked at it carefully.

Jiang Hanmu was seen blushing, "What's wrong, Luo Xing?"

Luo Xing's fingertip landed on the corner of Jiang Hanmu's left eye, "I haven't noticed it before, so you have a cinnabar mole here."

"Ah? Is there any?"

Luo Xing took out the mirror, "Yes, look, it's very light, not too obvious."

"Wow, Luo Xing is really careful to observe. I haven't noticed it even if you don't tell me." Jiang Hanmu took the mirror by himself and looked carefully. There was indeed a faint blush at the corner of his eyes.

Luo Xing thought of something, but the smile on his face faded.

The identity of someone who can do mission-specific strategies must not be simple.

So, have you ever felt sorry for someone?
Why is the wound in the corner of your eye condensed?
Through the water mirror, Feng Wu saw that little pitiful suddenly looked sad, hurried into the space, and said loudly: [Little pitiful, I found a very good cartoon, do you want to watch it? 】

Luo Xing's thoughts were interrupted, and he rolled his eyes at Feng Wu, "I'm already past the age of watching cartoons, okay?"

[Don't rush to refuse, it's very good-looking, I'll show it to you. 】

As Feng Wu said, a large water mirror appeared in the space, with small pornographic films inside.

"..." You mentally retarded fireball.

Luo Xing shielded Feng Wu with a dark face, pulled back his hand holding Jiang Hanmu, and closed his eyes to rest.

Jiang Hanmu's hand was suddenly empty, and a cool feeling spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart. He put down the mirror and stared blankly at Luo Xing, "Luo Xing, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly unhappy?"

Luo Xing pondered for a while, but in the end he couldn't bear to blame him who didn't know anything, "It's okay, I just got a headache again, I'll just close my eyes and rest for a while and it will be fine."

"I'll rub it for you." Jiang Hanmu felt a little distressed. He also went to the doctor to see Luo Xing in the ancestral house before. Migraine can only be cured by sticking silver needles for several years, and it cannot be cured. Occasional headaches and dizziness afterwards.

Every time he saw Luoxing having a headache, he wished he could transfer her headache to himself.

Jiang Hanmu reached out and rubbed the acupuncture points on Luo Xing's head. Luo Xing sat quietly, not leaning on Jiang Hanmu as usual.

Jiang Hanmu pursed his lips, and paused for a moment with his finger rubbing the acupoint, "Luo Xing, did something happen when you received the freshmen?"

"No."

"Really? You seem a little unhappy today."

"Physical period, don't talk to me, I want to be quiet."

"..." Will you be grumpy during your menstrual period?
Jiang Hanmu obediently did not speak any more, and quietly massaged Luoxing's acupuncture points, very carefully.

Jiang Yan raised her head and glanced at the back row through the rearview mirror.

The atmosphere between the two of them was obviously not right, but she also couldn't figure out why Miss Luoxing, who was in a good mood just now, was suddenly unhappy. Even if it was a girl's menstrual period, there must be some reason for being unhappy.

Pity her young master for caring so much about Miss Luo Xing. Miss Luo Xing is so nervous and worried even if she feels uncomfortable or unhappy.

The way he looked at this moment was as humble as dust.

This is what only those who love deeply will have.
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No one spoke in the car, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

When the car arrived at Dongbao Airport, Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, Miss Luoxing, Dongbao Airport is here."

Luoxing opened her eyes, pulled Jiang Hanmu's hand away, got out of the car, and walked directly to the airport hall.

Jiang Hanmu just got out of the car, and Luo Xing had already walked to the gate of the airport. He stood there a little lonely, "Jiang Yan, is Luo Xing angry with me?"

But why?

He ran over to wait for her early this morning, and didn't do anything else. Why was he angry with him?

Jiang Hanmu pinched the hem of his clothes with some melancholy, and he made a lot of folds in the hem.

Jiang Yan was also puzzled by Monk Erzhang, she tried hard to recall what the young master and Miss Luoxing said in the car.

Miss Luoxing seemed to be silent when she finished talking about the cinnabar mole in the corner of the young master's eyes.

"Young master, wait a moment, I'll check on my phone."

"Check what?"

"The cinnabar mole, after Miss Luoxing mentioned the cinnabar mole in the corner of your eye, she suddenly became unhappy, so Miss Luoxing's anger should be related to this mole."

"Then check it out."

"Ah."

Jiang Hanmu reached out and touched the corner of his eyes, because he was unhappy, should he have the moles removed?

You won’t be unhappy if you order it.

Jiang Hanmu was planning to spot a mole, and after Jiang Yan found it with a browser, she opened the page and told Jiang Hanmu, "The cinnabar mole in the corner of the eye, the netizen cut out a definition map from the author Jun's Xiuxian novel, on the left The cinnabar mole under the corner of the eye is called the Tears of Love."

Jiang Hanmu let go of the hand holding the hem of his clothes, and slapped the car with a terrified expression, "Love's tears, what do you mean? Does it mean that Luo Xing and I will not be together in the future?"

He didn't want to part with Luo Xingai, he wanted to be with Luo Xing, forever, no, forever.

"No, most of the characters in Xiuxian's novels have past and present lives. In the author's book, the tears of love mean 'the love in the past life is not enough, and the tears in this life are condensed into sorrow'. Miss Luoxing understands many things, She should have seen this too, most likely out of jealousy."

"Jealous?"

"That's right, Ms. Luoxing doesn't seem to care much about you. She would be angry because of a cinnabar mole. She definitely doesn't care as much as she shows."

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