The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui didn't intend to cut off their first meeting.

Some things are fun only when there are difficulties and challenges.

To go to her alma mater, Feng Qingshui chose a simple red short-sleeved shirt and black jeans. At first glance, the fabric style and stitches are not ordinary. No one can say that she is disrespectful to wear it like this. informal.

Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her eyes are shining, her expression is seductive and charming, she wears very simple clothes but she wears fresh and refined clothes, which look good everywhere, not Fengqing's reputation, if she is only concerned about her appearance, she can beat all the circles in the imperial capital As for the ladies of the nobles and ladies, as for whether there is anyone who looks more beautiful than her in other places, Feng Qingshui said that she has never seen it anyway, and she has not heard of others. As for Luo Siqi?

An iceberg-faced paralyzed girl who wears glasses all day, pretends to be gentle, and dresses up like a nun. She looks honest and sincere, and she is easy to deceive and abstinence. In fact, she has a dark belly and shrewdness. This guy is personality, cold, sentimental, and will never fall in love with another person? !

After washing and changing clothes and putting on light makeup, Feng Qingshui saw that it was still early, so she called for breakfast and then called for a laundry service.

After a while, Feng Qingshui heard the doorbell ring, she stood up from the dressing table, the closer she got to the door, the clearer the voice of surprise and concern: "Hello miss, are you okay, where do you live?" Room? What?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Quickly stepped forward to open the door, as expected, besides the waiter who came up to deliver the food, there was Mo Rantong who seemed to have slept outside the door all night?

Seeing her coming out, the waiter and Mo Rantong, who was sitting slumped on the ground and leaning against the wall, looked at her, their brows were slightly frowned, and Feng Qingshui always felt that Mo Rantong's eyes at this moment were like a bird abandoned by its owner. The puppy is wet and pitiful, but, how fucking pitiful is it? !

What does it matter to her that she sleeps outside and finds fault?The legs grow on her body?Did she just leave if she wanted to?Who are you showing this face to now?

Perhaps it was because she didn't sleep well all night, and Mo Rantong on the ground looked very tired. The waiter's uniform she was wearing had become crumpled and dusty, and she was very embarrassed.

Frowning deepened, Feng Qingshui turned sideways, and said while letting the waiter in: "She is here to look for me, please bring me another breakfast."

After the waiter put down his breakfast and left, Feng Qingshui looked at Mo Rantong coolly: "Aren't you up yet?"

The tone is very bad.

Mo Rantong: "...legs, legs are numb, and I can't get up." She didn't sleep in the corridor all night, she actually walked out of the hotel last night, but she walked on the road in the middle of the night, and then After sitting on the steps outside the convenience store for a while, I finally realized that there is no place for her in the world, and she desperately wants to return to the place where she is, as if possessed by a demon.

"Tsk, what a hassle."

The condescending Chao Morantong stretched out his hands, Feng Qingshui's eyebrows were picturesque, but his expression and tone were extremely impatient: "Hurry up and go into the house, what if someone sees you and thinks I'm bullying you?" ?”

Isn't it true that you bullied me?

Silently, swallowing these words into his stomach, Mo Rantong stared at the hand in front of him. It was white, delicate, with rounded fingertips, and even the nails were pink and tender. It was extremely delicate, like a craft.

Swallowing his saliva quietly, Mo Rantong thought to himself that he was really crazy.

She had suffered that kind of treatment, and she could imagine the tragic situation in the future, but at this moment, she actually had an absurd thought, that is, to kiss her.

Kiss him, even if he dies for it, it's worth it.

Mo Rantong: "..."

Startled by her own abnormal thoughts, Mo Rantong looked up in shock, and saw Feng Qingshui's expression became even more impatient. It seemed that if she didn't stand up again, the other party would get angry.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Rantong stretched out his hand and placed it on Feng Qingshui's wrist.

Well, the hand feels silky, warm, soft, and there are many weak and small electric currents. Mo Rantong was fascinated for a moment, and stood up with his strength.

"hiss."

A pair of legs that were already numb to the point of being unconscious were so sore from the sudden exertion, Mo Rantong tightly grasped Feng Qingshui's wrist, and with his other free hand, he clasped his shoulder bag against the wall, trying not to lose weight. A burden to Feng Qingshui.

About 2 minutes later, Feng Qingshui spoke first: "Is it all right?"

not good.

The feeling of touching her hand was so good, Mo Rantong closed his eyes halfway, and after a few seconds, he let go of Feng Qingshui.

Feng Qingshui: "...Since you're done, come in quickly. You go take a shower first, and eat later. By the way, did you bring a change of clothes?"

Shaking her hands away, shaking off the warmth left on her skin by the stranger, Feng Qingshui looked at the inexplicably pitiful Mo Rantong, and thought, why is she so serious with a little girl who has just grown up?

Besides, if she treats her better now, wouldn't it be easier for her to give up on her?

However, being nice to people should be done in moderation. Feng Qingshui doesn't intend to let Mo Rantong, who is with Luo Siqi, go along with her. Right now, in a society ruled by law, she can't do anything excessive to them, but small punishments, big warnings, She just tossed her a little bit, and it was the first to express her depression for herself.

"No."

Stepping on the cashmere carpet again, Mo Rantong's voice was very hoarse, because she walked too much that night, and did not drink water to replenish water: "The clothes in the backpack were worn by me yesterday, and I planned to go back to wash them, but ..."

"I'll find something for you."

Mo Rantong's chatter was interrupted by a sound, no, to be precise, it should be like an annoying fly, buzzing, Feng Qingshui covered the door, took out a set of clean clothes from the closet, Throwing it to Mo Rantong who had been following her faithfully: "I'll see you off."

The desolate phoenix girl who flew out of the mountains had never worn such a good dress. Feng Qingshui was almost moved to tears by her kindness. Seeing Mo Rantong's expression blank, as if she didn't like it, she immediately lowered her face. Liangliang sarcastically said: "What? I hate that this is the clothes I wore? Do you know how much this suit costs? You won't be able to pay for it if you sell it! Why don't you thank me?"

Mo Rantong: "..."

Looking at his sweetheart without saying a word, Mo Rantong didn't understand why this person always put on an ugly face forcibly.

That's right, it was forced, and the 2 minutes of intimate contact made Mo Rantong suddenly change his view of Feng Qingshui. After all, if she was really as arrogant and unreasonable as she showed, she would not help her, let alone Helped her for 2 minutes.

Thinking about it, Mo Rantong decided to test Feng Qingshui's bottom line, so she turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower, and she didn't want to answer.

not back.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

It's okay, early in the morning, she will let her go first.

The breakfast in the five-star hotel was good, at least in Feng Qingshui's opinion, it was acceptable to eat. During the meal, another breakfast was brought by the waiter, and the changed clothes were also washed by the waiter.

By the time Mo Rantong came out of the bathroom while wiping her wet hair, Feng Qingshui had already finished her meal and was in a daze on the balcony.

Without doing any more nonsense, Mo Rantong sat down to have breakfast obediently, so well-behaved.

...

At certain times, Feng Qingshui is extraordinarily indifferent and self-centered, just like now, when the two parted at the gate of Haishi University, Feng Qingshui didn't even say goodbye to Mo Rantong, and just strode away without saying goodbye. Any nostalgic meaning.

Clutching the hem of the clothes to cheer herself up, Mo Rantong thought, it's okay, she's got enough for this day, and she's still wearing her clothes now.

Take your time and don't rush.

Feng Qingshui's popularity in Haishi University was not entirely due to her face. At the beginning, her grades were the first in the department, and she was excellent in all subjects.

Feng Qingshui, who donated a few buildings, received good treatment, but compared with the financial tycoon and Luo Siqi, the owner of the Luo family, there was a big difference.

The two met in a reception room, separated by many people, Feng Qingshui squinted her eyes, and looked away with a sneer.

Sure enough, it was that coffin face again, still wearing a thick suit, looking silly and stupid, and not afraid of the heat.

Luo Siqi also saw Feng Qingshui.

Without it, Feng Qingshui is so beautiful, she seems to shine in the crowd, and people can notice her with just a glance.

With a flash of light behind the lens, Luo Siqi passed the few people who came to strike up a conversation, and walked straight towards Feng Qingshui: "Why are you here?"

The voice was very dull, flat and flat without any ups and downs, like a robot, Feng Qingshui was afraid that someone would be present, so she didn't roll her eyes at her, but her tone was not very good: "I'm invited by my alma mater, how can I not come?"

Luo Siqi: "..."

Is she lying to a ghost?

She has always been the second child and the eldest, she can't stay anywhere, she can't wait to be pampered by everyone to be happy, she will come to Haidu from the imperial capital because of the invitation of her alma mater?

Luo Siqi was annoyed and laughed.

The vice-principal who has been following Luo Siqi, saw that the two of them seemed to know each other, and immediately smiled: "Student Feng, then you have a good chat with Mr. Luo, and by the way, introduce our Haida culture to her. If you are bored, you can also Go out for a stroll, you haven’t come back for several years, our school has changed a lot.”

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Luo Siqi: "..."

Let her receive her to make trouble, this is the common thought of the two of them.

The meeting starts at 09:30, plus the time for the school leaders to speak, it will be 10:30 or 11:30 when it's their turn to go on stage. Honestly sat in the seat, so the time left for the two of them is only half an hour, but, will Feng Qingshui be such an obedient person?

As soon as the vice-principal left, he started to push people away. Feng Qingshui was full of disgust, and said in a low voice: "Go, get out of my way, go for a walk yourself!"