When Yin Mangze saw her bright red lips, he felt very irritated. When will he have a relationship with her? He must be crazy!
And Leng Sichen felt that there was a fire burning in his chest, as if it was about to burst out...
Yin Mangze pulled off her arm, gave her a complicated look and left angrily...
Yue Yuran panicked for no reason, immediately threw away the handkerchief, chased after him, and grabbed his arm.
Leng Sichen, who was standing there, looked confused at the retreating figure, then leaned over to pick up the handkerchief on the ground. Perhaps he didn't even notice that the expression on his face was so cold...
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Yin Mangze ignored her and continued walking. His steps were very long, and it would take her several steps to catch up with him...
"Yin Mangze, are you jealous?"
He stopped suddenly. Yue Yuran didn't expect him to stop and bumped into him.
He turned around and said firmly: "No!"
"You can ask me who he is."
"Then who is he?"
"He was the one who stole my first kiss that night and threw 100 yuan into my face to humiliate me!"
"So you just threw 200 yuan to him?" Yin Maze was still filled with anger. He didn't know why.
"Yes." She replied nonchalantly.
Yin Mangze shook off her hand, turned his back to her and said, "Your class has arrived." He walked out without looking back, getting further and further away from her...
In her memory, even if her foot was injured, he would not leave her alone, but today, he left her...
"Hey! Isn't this the woman who came with His Highness this morning?" A relatively harsh voice suddenly came from the quiet corridor.