"Pounding—pounding—" She couldn't tell whether it was herself or Shi Mingxu's heartbeat.

She only knew that her face must have turned red into a fiery cloud at this moment, and Shi Mingxu was also staring at herself with serious eyes.

Her mood could not be calmed, but she still pretended to be calm and looked at him.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Lian Yiner was still defeated in this silence, but as soon as she wanted to roll her eyes, Shi Mingxu quickly grabbed a marker pen to mark the wrong place in her way of thinking.

barely saved some face.

Lian Yiner let out a long sigh of relief.

It's okay, as long as he doesn't notice, as long as he doesn't notice.

She can still continue her disgraceful thoughts in a bright and bright way.

Regardless, she's still safe.

This make-up lesson can only be scribbled like this.

"Lian Yiner, I'll take you home." Shi Mingxu didn't realize the increasingly inexplicable atmosphere between the two, or that he deliberately pretended to be stupid, and he didn't take Lian Yin'er's reaction seriously at all.

Leniel was visibly stunned when he heard his inquiry, not realizing that he would want to send him home.

It's not early, but it's not too late.

At half past six in the evening, the sun was lying lazily on the asphalt road and rolling coquettishly.

The clear, clear sky, with a light layer of purple, finally gradually blurred with the help of the clouds, turning into a touch of powder that could not be dissolved.

Just like the girl who lowered her head at this time and didn't pay attention to the road in front of her, she stepped on the steps on the side of the road defenselessly.

She let out a low cry of fright, as if she had anticipated the pain of her fall on the hard, unforgiving ground.

But the expected pain did not come, and she narrowed her closed eyes into a slit, and what caught her eye was the collar of the white T-shirt that was clearly advertised.

Shi Mingxu didn't expect that she would be flashing when she walked, but he seemed to hug her gently as expected.

The scent of the top of the girl's hair lingered on the tip of his nose, and the warm fragrance of nephrite was in his arms, and he looked down at the girl's face, but all he could see was her slightly curled eyelashes and a tall nose bridge.

The girl's creamy face was pressed against his neck at this time, and her rhythmic breathing swept over his skin, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

The girl in his arms seemed to sense the strange gazes of passers-by nearby and gently pushed him.

Unexpectedly, she pushed him away.

"I ...... I'll go back first, and you, too, you should go home early! With that, she ran across the road that had just been green.

Looking at the back of the girl escaping, Shi Mingxu's heart was flickering with loss, and after standing in place and looking at it for a while, he also made a phone call and left the place.

The sun seemed to be scorching to a climax that day, and it was not only the girl's face that was reddened.

Shi Mingxu returned home, lazily threw the bag, and saw that the schoolbag that had fallen accurately on the sofa rolled twice and fell to the ground.

His expression was a little unnatural, but he didn't look too much, just glanced at it and went upstairs.

"Young master, why do you still like to litter things so much?" After he went upstairs, the nanny sighed softly.

After Shi Mingxu entered the house, he lay directly on the bed.

He rubbed his aching temples and slowly remembered what had happened today.