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Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Just when she wanted to turn her head away, another gust of wind came from the window, and she was instantly confused by her messy hair...

When the strong wind gradually subsided, Lu Wanwan discovered that a strand of her hair was entangled in Li Jingchen's silver button!

She had to say to the man next to her: "Hey...my hair is tangled in your button, can you help me untie it?"

However, Li Jingchen put his long arms back on the back of the car and said with his arms spread out: "Didn't you say that the show is over? Then I don't have to cooperate with you anymore?"

Lu Wanwan choked and heard Li Jingchen lazily say: "You can do it yourself."

This man... is clearly seeking revenge for his personal vengeance!

After Lu Wanwan puffed up his face, he could only lean over, lower his head on his chest, and untie his hair.

Being so close, he could smell the unique musky scent on his body. Lu Wanwan paused for a moment and quickly concentrated.

But the more anxious she became, the more that strand of hair seemed to be against her, refusing to let her get what she wanted. In the end, she blushed and her hands trembled with anxiety!

At this moment, Li Jingchen came close to her small ear, chuckled, and asked, "Shall I help you?"

Li Jingchen's eyes darkened and his thin lips lowered.

Lu Wanwan couldn't help but raise her head and glare at him, with a slight tremor in her voice: "Don't harass me!"

Li Jingchen drawled in a long voice, as if he was deliberately tormenting people: "Did I meet you?"

Didn't come across it.

But every time he took a breath, she always had the illusion that he was about to kiss her.

"Verbal harassment is harassment."

"Oh, then I'll stay away from you."

Li Jingchen said and moved to the other side. As a result, Lu Wanwan's head was forced to move with him...

Lu Wanwan could only hold his waist, drag him back, and said: "Help me!"

Seeing that she was so angry that she was about to cry, Li Jingchen raised the corners of his mouth slightly and raised his hand to pull off the button.

As his button fell, her lock of hair was freed.

Lu Wanwan stared blankly at his shirt that was missing the second button, and remembered a widely circulated campus legend.

It is said that on graduation day, as long as a girl gets the second button closest to the heart on the boy's uniform, she will get his true love.

Li Jingchen saw her strange expression and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Lu Wanwan quickly covered it up: "No, it's nothing."

After thinking for a while, she asked quickly: "Can you give me your button?"

Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "You don't want my wedding ring, but my buttons? What's your hobby?"

"You don't understand even if I tell you." After all, he is nine years older than her, and he can understand if he sometimes fails to keep up with the trend.

Li Jingchen saw that she really wanted it, so he gave her the button.

Seeing her holding the button in her palm and looking at it over and over, as if it were some rare thing, Li Jingchen couldn't help but become more curious, and finally couldn't help but send a message asking "love expert" Ye Fei.

[My wife asked for my buttons instead of my wedding ring on the way home. Do you know what this means?]

[Button? The one near the heart?]

Li Jingchen looked down and replied: [Yeah.]

After a while——

[It means that she only wants your sincerity and doesn’t want your money, so just cherish it!]

"?" Still don't understand.

...

After the two returned home, they happened to bump into Li Yuanzhong in the living room. They couldn't help but stop. One of them called "Grandpa" and the other called "Mr. Li."

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