Chapter 11: I have a supermarket, I have wine, do you want to come with me.

"I'm sorry!" An Ruoxi bent down and bowed to Wang Mingyang.

This bow directly stunned Wang Mingyang, he was stunned at the school gate, and the hands that were about to touch his head paused in mid-air, looking a little funny.

It took him half a ring before he reacted.

"Is this your reply to me?"

He probably thought An Ruoxi was rejecting him.

But An Ruoxi didn't know Wang Mingyang's thoughts, she really wanted to apologize, and after saying sorry, she straightened up and persuaded Wang Mingyang in an old aunt's tone.

"Classmate, next time you change to a girl with a good memory, don't look for me, I can't remember anything other than studying."

"Do you think I'm not good at studying?" Wang Mingyang's self-esteem seemed to have been hit, he touched his smooth head again, and said disdainfully, "I can tell you, my dad runs a supermarket, and he has money, so he doesn't need me to study at all." ”

There was nothing wrong with this, An Ruoxi smiled and admitted defeat.

She decided to go through the school gates.

But Wang Mingyang didn't want to let her go, he grabbed her arm and said, "Be my girlfriend, you will be the hostess of our supermarket in the future, you can eat whatever you want." ”

An Ruoxi thought it was funny, thinking that the boys ten years ago used to chase girls like this, but this routine was quite domineering.

Well, for the sake of his family running a supermarket and his hair is still quite large, An Ruoxi decided to solemnly refuse him, no matter how she said that she may become the heir of the four major consortia in the future, some things should be cut through quickly.

"I'm sorry Wang Mingyang, I can't be your girlfriend because I have someone I like."

"What?" This question was not asked by Wang Mingyang, but by Huang Ling, who stood next to An Ruoxi and looked at her like a monster.

An Ruoxi has someone she likes, how can she, a hardcore best friend, not know, when they talked about the future together before yesterday, An Ruoxi also said that her mind was full of English words and all kinds of analysis questions, and she couldn't tell the difference between the boy who was good-looking and the boy who was ugly.

She is face blind like this, how can she have someone she likes?

Who is this man?

"Who do you like?" It was Wang Mingyang who asked this, and he shook off his hard hairspray head and asked "arrogantly".

At this time, Ji Moyu, the school grass adult, pushed the bicycle to the school gate, and An Ruoxi hurriedly stretched out his hand and pointed at him, "I like him!" ”

I'm sorry Wang Mingyang, you should be able to feel better if you lose at the hands of the son of the consortium!

Unexpectedly, Wang Mingyang heard An Ruoxi say that he liked Ji Moyu, and he suddenly laughed, "Come on, An Ruoxi, who are you fooling, the whole school knows that you and Ji Moyu are incompatible." ”

As soon as Wang Mingyang's voice finished shouting, Ji Moyu's figure walked over, I don't know if Wang Mingyang was afraid of Ji Moyu or had a handle to be pinched by Ji Moyu, as soon as he saw Ji Moyu coming, he suddenly smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

As soon as Wang Mingyang left, An Ruoxi had no choice but to walk quickly into the school gate, but she still remembered Wang Mingyang's words in her heart.

She and Ji Moyu are incompatible.

She is somewhat familiar with this setting, ten years ago, she must have treated the male god as air because of something, but because of what, she couldn't remember it for a while.

This can't be blamed on her, just imagine who can remember what happened every day ten years ago, not to mention that our Miss An Ruoxi only knew how to study in adolescence.

There were some things she really didn't remember with her heart.

Therefore, for Wang Mingyang's sentence, An Ruoxi's way of dealing with it is to be puzzled, and it is best not to solve it.

Besides, she returned to the age of eighteen to enjoy a different life and write another legend, so there is no need to pay attention to this kind of subsection!

As a result, her steps into the school gate were brisker.