Chapter 141

Jiang Fuyue!

Even though she wore her hair and hat, leaving him only a back, Xie Dingyuan recognized it.

"Stop," he said heavily.

If a woman is unheard of, she not only doesn't stop, but speeds up her pace.

The man's eyes were dark, caught up and stopped her: "... What are you running for?"

Jiang Fuyue stood still and slowly raised her eyes: "what a coincidence, I met again."

Xie Dingyuan was perfunctory and angry with her: "how do I think you don't want to meet me?"

"Oh, you've seen it." I'm not embarrassed at all. I'm justifiably disgusted.

Xie Dingyuan: "

"Nothing else. I'll go first."

"Wait... Why are you here?"

Jiang Fuyue: "come out and play."

The man looked at her exposed arm, the tight sling wrapped a small waist, and the exquisite clavicle loomed under the cover of long hair.

Immediately, the center of the eyebrow twisted.

"If I remember correctly, you came to attend summer camp training."

"You can't come out to play if you participate in the training?"

"Don't take it lightly by virtue of your intelligence." the man meant something.

Jiang Fuyue tasted the product, and then nodded solemnly: "I also think I'm smart."

Xie Dingyuan took a swipe from the corner of his mouth and said softly: "... Not modest."

But a smile flashed through his eyes.

He didn't even notice it.

"I'll take you back," he said.

Jiang Fuyue waved: "no, I called a car."

Xie Dingyuan: "you can refund."

“？”

"Why do you look at me like that?" the man frowned and wrote doubts on his face.

Jiang Fuyue said honestly, "don't you think you're very strange?"

The man's eyes were slightly heavy: "what's strange?"

"Inconsistencies and different behaviors." last time Zhong Ziang offered to send her, the man was still unattainable. Now he took the initiative to ask to send her.

Obviously, Xie Dingyuan also thought of it.

He pondered for a moment and said, "my flowers don't lend to others."

Zhong Ziang wanted him to send Jiang Fuyue in a word. The car was his and the fuel cost was his. He even had to pay for his strength.

This is not "offering flowers to Buddha". What is it?

My nephew also wants to settle accounts clearly. If he sent Jiang Fuyue at that time, most of the feelings were recorded in Zhong Ziang's head. Why should the dignified ninth master make wedding clothes for others?

If you want to send it, he should also pick it up.

We should also accept his love.

Zhong Ziang's little abacus, in front of him, it's best not to fight, and it's worth fighting.

Yes, he is so stingy and fussy.

Suddenly Jiang Fuyue looked at him... It's hard to say.

But——

"You don't have to send it."

Xie Dingyuan frowned: "why?"

She smiled: "why do you think I should accept your love instead of Zhong Ziang? Are you different? He is still my classmate, and Mr. Xie, who are you? Why do you give it to me?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled gently: "... Your classmate's uncle?"

Jiang Fuyue didn't care about him, so she turned and left.

She didn't forget that the man threw her out like a radish. Although he fell back over his shoulder later, his attitude was not generally bad.

It's the limit for her to speak to him calmly. Do you still want to send her?

Good idea!

"Sorry," Xie Dingyuan said suddenly.

The man stood where he was and didn't catch up as before.

Jiang Fuyue's feet stagnated, and he was suddenly curious whether his present look was hypocritical or condescending?

Or the weakness of the strong? Mercy?

After all, this man has a criminal record.

When I came to apologize to her, it was a high-ranking, mortal style that you only deserve to lick my toes. Now

Driven by curiosity, Jiang Fuyue turned slowly——

In the long and narrow corridor, the man stood under the lamp, his thin lips pursed in a straight line, a pair of dark pupils were cold, but sincerity could be seen in the depths.

Even if he said sorry and soft words, his head never lowered by half. It seems that the word "arrogance" has long been integrated into his bones and blood.

Facing the eyes of Jiang Fuyue, he was immobile, straight back, like a silent green mountain, foggy in the distance, steep and steep in the near view.

She smiled and her red lips Rose: "what are you sorry for?"

The man's Adam's apple stammered twice: "... It's Zhong Ziang who has been pestering. It has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Fuyue picked her eyebrows, but he didn't bend.

"So, what happened to you to make such a difference? Huh?"

The tail sound rises like a small furry tail.

"Cough..." the man coughed gently. "Last time in King, you rejected the two little boys in front. When Zhong Ziang offered to kiss, I saw you pinch your fist..."

Jiang Fuyue's eyes twitched.

"If I guess right, you want to beat him."

"You uncle, aren't you going to stand up for your nephew?" just as she fell at the school gate last time.

The man's eyes flashed a blush, mixed with some embarrassment and chat up.

"He deserved it," he said

Jiang Fuyue: "

Inexplicably lying gun Zhong Ziang: "who am I?"? Where am i? I was pushed out to be a pig?

Shit uncle, don't do anything related to people!