What the! Betrothal?

Jinghua was shocked, and his indifferent face finally cracked a little.

Seeing her gaffe as she wished, Ayukimi turned around and left with a smug smile.

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Jing Hua was confused and found a place to sit down, and after a while, Maple came out of the office.

The members of the club stood up to greet him, but he didn't pay attention to any of the cold ones, but walked to the scene, leaned over and asked intimately, "Painting, are you thirsty, do you want to drink water, I'll pour it for you?" ”

"No, I'm not thirsty." Jing Hua raised his eyes and shook his head at him, looking like he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" Feng Muxing saw that her face was not quite right, and her posture suddenly lowered, "Are you still angry with me, I can explain what happened in the morning, I admit that I did it on purpose, but that's because we just fell in love, I desperately want to make our relationship public, I want everyone to know that you are my woman, if you are unhappy, you can bite me." ”

As he spoke, he really stretched out his hand and put it in front of Jing Hua's mouth.

Jinghua: "......!! ”

She bit him, she's not a dog!!

The crowd who was stuffed with a handful of dog food: "......!! ”

Meow a mi, this coquettish teenager in front of him must be a fake maple line!

The meeting begins.

Feng Muxing sat meticulously in the first place, held his chin high, and said solemnly, "Everyone listen, the middle of next month is the annual celebration of Yuerong Academy, according to the convention, the Four Arts Society will take turns to perform on stage, the list of performers I have already sorted out, the Qinqi Book Club, respectively, the squad leaders of each club have taken the stage, and the squad leader of the painting club has been expelled, so it will be the scenery painting on stage, and the administrator will notify in place." ”

Jinghua's eyelids jumped for a moment, and he was surprised, "What, let me go on stage?" ”

Maple Wood Xing's deep gaze fell on her face, and she was about to say something, when Ayumi Yoshimi's unconvinced voice sounded, "President, in previous years' celebrations, the painting club was all performed on stage by me, why is it a landscape painting this year, she is just a freshman, and she is not qualified to perform on stage at all!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire air in the community froze.

The members of the club looked at each other, thinking about what to do next?

Feng Muxing's face turned slightly cold, and his eyes were like stabbing at Ayumi Jimei, "What, are you questioning Lao Tzu's decision?" ”

Ayumi Jimei shuddered, couldn't resist his aura and almost surrendered, suddenly thought of something, she mustered up the courage to meet the eyes of Maple Muxing, "President, whether it is qualifications or image, I am better than Jinghua, so I want to apply for the stage!" ”

Feng Muxing's eyes were shining with cold, and he wanted to refuse directly, but when he thought of that incident, he put on a straight face and reluctantly relented, "OK, then this year, you and Jinghua will take turns on stage in the painting club." ”

Hearing this, Bu Jimei's face was overjoyed, and she quickly turned her head and handed Jing Hua a show off look.

Oh, taking turns on stage, it's exactly what she wants.

She can just take this opportunity to fall the scenery from a height, what about fairy tales, as long as she uses a little improper method, she can properly shine and trample the scenery so that she can't raise her head!

Jing Hua didn't care about it, but his heart sank, and a very uncomfortable feeling came to his heart.

She still thought that Maple Wood would not agree, could it really be as Ayumi Yoshimi said, the two of them were about to get engaged, so he was tolerant of her?

At the end of the meeting, everyone dispersed.

Jing Hua sat in her seat, still thinking about things in her head, when Feng Muxing walked up to her with a vibrating mobile phone and said, "Painting, you wait for me from here, I'll answer the phone." ”

"Whose phone number?" Jing Hua asked subconsciously.

"Holy." Maple said, then turned around and walked towards the balcony next to him, his face looking very gloomy.

Auntie's phone?

Jinghua's eyes flashed, and thinking of what Ayumi Jimei said, she quietly followed.