Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

Before they reached the door, Qi Lihong and Jing Junyang saw Jiang Yan at the same time. They didn't know when he came over. He was leaning against the door frame to watch the excitement.

Jing Junyang glared at him with a dark face.

Jiang Yan made way for Qi Lihong to go out.

"You guys chat, I'll go take a look on the second floor."

He smiled half-heartedly, turned around and walked towards the stairs.

"Let's talk nonsense, I have nothing to talk about with her."

Thinking of what Lin Miao said just now, Jing Junyang wanted to retching, and even chatting, please spare him!

After saying that, he also planned to go to the second floor, but Lin Miao stood in front of him, and he had to go around her to get to the stairs. As soon as he got close, Lin Miao grabbed his arm.

She burst into tears, "Jing Junyang, didn't you see what I was wearing? You bought me this white skirt. You said before that I dressed like a fairy, but you said that in your heart I am the best in Beijing University." Beautiful school beauty, you also said..."

"Everything I say is fart, is it okay if I'm blind?"

As Jing Junyang spoke, he wanted to pull his arm out of her hand, but Lin Miao's grip was tight and refused to let go. Her fingernails were digging into Jing Junyang's flesh, and he couldn't help but wince in pain. He frowned.

"Lin Miao, if you don't let go, I'm going to take action."

"You promise to make peace, and I'll let go once you make peace."

Lin Miao looked at Jing Junyang with an extremely determined expression, "I know you still like me, and I also have you in my heart. There is no reason why we can't reconcile."

Jing Junyang was shocked. It was not that he had never had girlfriends before, but none was like her. "Lin Miao, let me tell you again, I already fucking didn't like you when we broke up. Let go." !”

"Is it because of Qi Lihong?"

"It has something to do with Qi Lihong, don't fucking talk nonsense!"

Jing Junyang was annoyed to death, feeling that he had met a super narcissistic lunatic this time.

He forcefully pulled Lin Miao's hand off her arm, shook it away like something disgusting, and then walked toward the stairs without looking back.

Lin Miao stomped her feet angrily: "Jing Junyang, stop, you... If you dare to leave again, I will chase Jiang Yan!"

Jiang Yan: "???"

What the hell does this have to do with me?

Jing Junyang snorted coldly, "You still chase Jiang Yan? If you have the guts to give it a try, go back and take a good look in the mirror to see how you compare to Mu Jiawen."

Lin Miao's face froze. She was so angry just now that she forgot that Jiang Yan's girlfriend Mu Jiawen had a face that made people and gods angry, which was even prettier than her, a foreign language major.

The main reason is that Mu Jiawen is too low-key and doesn't like to hang out in crowded places. Occasionally, she will just nod and say nothing when she meets someone.

But sometimes the world is so evil, and when you think it's already embarrassing, it can make you even more embarrassed.

Mu Jiawen rarely wore a long white dress and walked in from the outside. She glanced at Lin Miao, who was also wearing a long white dress, turned to look at Jiang Yan who was standing at the top of the stairs, and asked, "Can you go?" Yet?"

They made an appointment to watch a movie in the afternoon, but Mu Jiawen came out early.

"Leave now."

Jiang Yan patted Jing Junyang on the shoulder, gave him a self-satisfied look, strode towards the door, led Mu Jiawen and left.

"Why are you wearing a skirt today?"

"Doesn't look good?"

"It's pretty." It's so pretty that it attracts so many eyes along the way.

Mu Jiawen thought for a while and decided to tell the truth, "My mother said the anti-mosquito pants you bought look like pajamas, so she asked me to wear them at home."

Jiang Yan:......

Well, he would definitely not dare to refute what his future mother-in-law said.

Because of the lack of more than ten years, Mu Chenyan tried his best to make up for Mu Jiawen and bought a bunch of skirts of various styles and colors. There were so many skirts that they couldn't fit them in. Some of them were hung in Mu Chenyan's wardrobe. , so much so that I am currently trying to find ways to re-organize her wardrobe.

It was just a coincidence that today, Lin Miao was wearing the white dress Jing Junyang bought for her, and Mu Jiawen happened to be wearing a similar style, but she was taller than Lin Miao and had a better figure. Lin Miao, who compares herself to a fairy, has a pale and white complexion, which is extremely wonderful.

There really is no harm without comparison.

At the same time, Qi Lihong left the specialty store and returned to school. She was walking along the tree-lined avenue to the library. When she passed the most famous viewing lake in Beijing University, she suddenly stopped and looked sideways to the left, her eyes blank.

A girl wearing a plaid skirt and short ear-length hair was holding Liu Wenhu's arm and leaning on the stone railing next to the viewing lake.

The two were very close, so close that the girl could talk into Liu Wenhu's ear by tiptoeing a little. But even so, the girl seemed not satisfied. She took out the hand holding Liu Wenhu's arm, put her arm around his shoulder, and pushed him hard. His head was pulled to her shoulder.

The two seemed to be hugging each other tightly, extremely intimate.

Qi Lihong's head seemed to have been blown open, and her face turned pale. But her feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, motionless.

Not sure if he noticed the strange look in his eyes, Liu Wenhu turned his head and looked towards her. When he saw Qi Lihong, the expression on his face froze obviously.

But he didn't say anything, nor did he plan to do anything. He just took a deep look at her and then turned back as if nothing had happened.

Qi Lihong's face turned even paler.

The two of them had dinner together in the morning, and then he said that he had something to do and would not come to see her today. It turned out...

"Why are you standing here if you don't leave?"

At some point, Weng Minhong came behind her and dragged her away.

After Qi Lihong left, Liu Wenhu turned around and looked at where she was standing. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that she was gone.

Then he pulled his arm out of the short-haired girl's hand impatiently, turned around and walked to the stone table in the back, and said to the middle-aged woman sitting on the stone bench, "You're done with school, is it time to go?"

"Liu Wenhu, your mother and I finally found time to pick you up. Is this your attitude?"

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? Besides, did I ask you to come pick me up? I already said that I would attend my classmate's new store opening on July 10th and won't go back for the time being. You still have to come, listen. Is it mine?"

"Didn't I tell you earlier? Tiantian has been admitted to the dance department of Beijing University. She wants to visit the school in advance. What's wrong?"

"If she wants to come, she can ask her parents to bring her here. What's the point of always following you?"

"She is my future daughter-in-law, won't it be the same if I take her?"

"Mom..." Liu Wenhu was almost desperate, "In what age do you still want to have an arranged marriage? We grew up together. I think she is just like my biological sister. How can we get married like this?"

"Brother Hu, I don't regard you as my brother." Shi Tian leaned on the railing, tilted her head and smiled playfully at Liu Wenhu, "My godmother said that I am your wife, so I will definitely marry you."

Liu Wenhu was going crazy with these two, especially when he thought of Qi Lihong's pale face just now, his chest felt even tighter.