Chapter 152: His Confession 4

Eh, Nan Gongzi, what's wrong with you? ”

Seeing Nan Mucheng's bad face, Jing Hua greeted politely.

"Hypocritical woman." Nan Mucheng didn't have a good face when he saw Jing Hua, and he didn't hide the disgust in his eyes, "It's not very good, and it's quite a means, but you wait, I won't let you get your wish!" ”

Scenery: ???

Stunned, he watched Nan Mucheng stride away, Jing Hua muttered something inexplicable, and then left him behind his head and jumped into the office.

"Maple, I'll pull it!"

Jing Hua's energetic voice made the expression on Feng Muxing's face instantly cloudy, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a curvature, "Idiot, are you a snail, it took so long to come over!" ”

As he spoke, he got up and walked to the scene, and saw her holding a pink envelope in her hand, and Yingting's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

"Oh, that's what you say?" Jing Hua raised the envelope and smiled crookedly, "This is a love letter, why can't you even see this!" ”

Love letter?

A flash of joy flashed in Feng Muxing's eyes, this is really a coincidence, he was about to confess to her, but he didn't expect her to send a love letter to him directly, it seems that the little girl also likes him!

I was so excited that I couldn't wait to spin three hundred times on the spot, but a certain arrogant young master pretended to be careless and asked, "Oh, this is for me?" ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but wonder if he was going to agree to be with this stinky girl right away, or should he pretend to be reserved for a few days.

"This ......" Jing Hua rolled his eyes and looked directly at Jin Shiche, "You want Dora, this is not for you, this is for Senior Shi Che!" ”

“!!!”

Maple Row's face instantly became gloomy, quite a precursor to an imminent eruption of a volcano.

Jin Shiche, who was named, bounced up directly from the sofa and looked at Jinghua with an unbelievable expression, "What, this love letter, you gave it to me?!" ”

Jing Hua didn't know that he had misunderstood, "That, this is actually ......"

Before she finished speaking, the love letter in her hand was suddenly snatched away, and then a demon's voice from hell sounded in her ears, "Stinky girl, you dare to write love letters to other men, do you want to die!" ”

“……”

Jing Hua was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and saw Feng Muxing's expression of wanting to eat people, and quickly explained, "That, it's not La, this is not a love letter I wrote, I helped my friend take it to Senior Shi Che!" ”

In a word, the grumpy lion was successfully smoothed out.

Scared him to death, it turned out that it wasn't written by this stinky girl!

Feng Muxing breathed a sigh of relief, and threw the love letter in his hand to Jin Shiche in disgust, "Take it!" ”

Jin Shiche said with some regret, "It turned out that it was written to me by my classmates and friends in Jinghua, I almost misunderstood, it was really a false alarm." ”

Eh, he wanted to see Maple's jealous and crazy side!

Jing Hua smiled and said, "Senior Shi Che, you must take a serious look, my friend she likes you very much!" ”

Jin Shiche blinked his eyes and said, "I never read love letters, but for your sake, I will definitely look good when I go back!" ”

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After eating, Feng Muxing said to Jing Hua, "Stinky girl, come to the cherry blossom forest in the back mountain at seven o'clock in the evening, I want to tell you a very important thing." ”

Jing Hua, "What is the important thing, why do you have to say it at night, you might as well say it now!" ”

Feng Muxing coughed, "What are you talking about, I said that at night, I will always wait for you there, if you dare not come, you will die, remember?" ”

Really, what a fierce one!

Jing Hua pouted, "Remember, remember, I'll go back to the classroom first, and I'll look for you in the evening!" ”

*

ran out of the gate of the club with small steps, and suddenly the mobile phone rang, Jing Hua took it out and looked at it, and his face suddenly changed, it was the call from the editor in charge!

[The question is, is the painting going to the press conference or going to the male protagonist's appointment?] ]