Chapter 154: She is not sister Jing: I also have my persistence
"Hmm! It smells so good——"
Before Youer could say anything, Nangong had already stepped forward, pinched the pure white rose with his slender fingers, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it.
"Yi Shao is here too! Congratulations to Yi Shao for getting first place in the exam this time."
Feng Xiaoyu looked at the person who took away his rose. He was not angry and still smiled lightly.
"Feng Dian is very polite. If you want to congratulate me, then we'll excuse you now."
Nangong also raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile. The green leaves of the rose had been pinched to the point of deformation.
You'er looked at the two people with sparks flying around, and wondered, do they have a feud? They would kill each other countless times with their eyes every time.
"Crazy, thank you! Well, I -"
You'er wanted to say that I didn't plan to take the exam, but as soon as the words came to her mouth, someone picked up her hand and pulled her to run.
The sound of wind gently passed by her ears, carrying the faint scent of lavender, grabbing her hand, wrapping her whole hand in the palm of her hand with warmth.
Feng Xiaoyu looked at the two people disappearing in front of her eyes, and her face changed slightly. She wanted to call her out, but she didn't know how to speak. This test was his selfish intention. He wanted her to win, but how could she?
He thought about it, but he still didn't know.
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In the dense cherry blossom forest, thin sunlight shone through the gaps between the trees, and scattered on the ground. On their bodies, two figures stood in a stalemate.
Feng Xiaoyu leaned against the tree with an expressionless face, his white suit jacket draped lazily on his shoulders, and a shimmering mysterious light flowed in his eyes.
Yao Chutong stood quietly, still looking like a cold iceberg beauty, but the arrogance on his body was much more restrained.
"Fengdian——"
After a long time, Yao Chutong's frustrated voice sounded and he smiled bitterly. Why was it like this every time he was alone? Why didn't he want to look at her more every time no matter what she did.
"Miss Chutong——"
Feng Xiaoyu said lightly with frivolous lips.
"Feng Xiaoyu, do you have to be so polite to me?"
Yao Chutong smiled bitterly, and a touch of sadness radiated from his body. It was still like this, just like a stranger he met for the first time, maybe not even a stranger. He would smile to a stranger, but he would not smile to her.
"Yao Chutong, you have your pride, and I also have my persistence."
Feng Xiaoyu smiled and looked at her sarcastically.