"Is this an indirect kiss?"

Jiang Qinglime's hand holding the chicken wings tightened, and she couldn't wait to slap the chicken wings on his face, but in the end she endured it, "I didn't expect Jian Shao to have a hobby of eating other people's saliva." ”

"I just like to eat yours." Jian Chenchu's thumb tapped his lips and suddenly approached her, "Shall we try?" ”

The chicken wings in Jiang Qinglime's hand were between the two, his face was close at hand, and the corners of his lips hooked up a playful smile.

"Shamelessness is a disease, I hope you will find a doctor to treat it." Jiang Qinglime poked his hand with chicken wings directly in his face.

The playful smile on the corner of Jian Chenchu's lips froze, and the oil stains on his face made him want to vomit every minute, there were too many people, and he was not good at attacking, so he could only endure it.

"Sorry for the slippery hand." Jiang Qinglime took out a tissue from her bag and wiped her hands slowly.

The green tendons on his forehead flare up, and he deliberately lowered his voice: "Jiang Qinglime, it's better to help me wipe it off." ”

Everyone was busy with their own things, so naturally they didn't notice Jian Chenchu's strangeness.

He grabbed Jiang Lime's wrist and touched it to his face, Jiang Qinglime held a crumpled tissue in his hand.

"If you don't want others to see it, let it go." Jiang Qinglime wanted to shake off his hand, but found that his strength was so strong that she couldn't break free at all.

"Why don't you want others to see it?" Jian Chenchu was smiling, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "Don't you want anyone to see it?" ”

"Whoever it is, don't want to." Jiang Qingling saw that he couldn't break free, and he no longer struggled, but looked at him with a faint expression, "Who told me to hate you so much." ”

Jian Chenchu's hand holding her wrist suddenly tightened, and the smile on her face faded, "Hate me? How annoying is it? ”

Jiang Qinglime's wrist was pinched and hurt, and it was already red, and she frowned because of the pain, "It's okay, I didn't hate it much." ”

"Say!" Jian Chen's heart was full of fire, and he would never give up if he didn't get an answer.

"I'm kidding you, in fact, you don't look bad, and your family background is good."

Jian Chenchu's faint anger made Jiang Qingming feel slightly better, he used to look like a hanger, and suddenly seeing him angry made her feel that Jian Chenchu was also a temperamental person.

Hidden for too long, Jiang Qingling thought that he was a second ancestor with no temper.

Jian Chenchu suddenly let go, looked at her reddened wrist, apologized, and said, "I'm sorry for hurting you." ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt too much."

Jiang Qingling shook her hand, pinched her reddened wrist, and was about to stand up, when she was grabbed by a hand, she sat on the ground again.

Jian Chenchu looked at her, a little helpless, "What do you hate about me, can't I change it?" ”

"I hate that you are handsome, rich, and have a good family background." Jiang Qingling looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "You should change one to show me." ”

Jian Chenchu thought for a while and said, "Can you change it?" ”

"I hate you." The smile on Jiang Qingling's face expanded, "Can you change it?" ”

"Is it wrong to be handsome? How can I change it? Facelift? The risk is too great. ”

Jian Chenchu thought for a while and continued: "Can you change your family background?" Of course not, if I become a poor bastard, won't you have to suffer with me for the rest of your life. ”

"Thinking too much." Jiang Qinglime glanced at him, "Let go." ”

Jian Chenchu immediately let go of his hand, with an expression that I won't touch you, don't be angry. Jiang Qinglime threw him the crumpled tissue in his hand, got up and left his side.

Jian Chenchu wiped the oil stains on his face with a ball of tissues, and then smiled.

He pinched his face and said to himself, "Could it be that I really have to go for plastic surgery?" ”