The morning class ended quickly, this is the last class of the day, and from now on the seven-day National Day holiday will officially begin.

When Feng Gu Qiao left the school gate, there were already students who had also finished classes in the morning from time to time leaving the school with small suitcases.

There is no shortage of luxury cars on display at the school gate.

Wu Yanjue's car was parked on a road not far away, hidden in the shade of a tree, the car window was open, and Feng Gu Qiao saw from a distance that he flickered with the expensive watch on his wrist as he flipped through the documents, the golden color of the sun and the dazzling halo on the watch lined his white wrist bones were delicate and bewildering, and his gaze was upward, and the overly good-looking side face was mixed with the light that came in from the car window, gathering all the hues of the world, just a side face with drooping eyes made people so amazing that it was hard to breathe.

Feng Gu Qiao stopped and looked at the side face stupidly.

After reading a few lines of documents, Wu Yanjue inertly raised his eyes to look towards the school gate, and caught a glimpse of Feng Guqiao standing stupidly not far away, the corners of his lips pursed, and then raised a small arc slightly.

Silly girl.

Wu Yanjue said silently in his heart.

Closing the document and putting it in the back seat of the car, Wu Yanjue pulled the car door and came down, Feng Gu Qiao suddenly came back to her senses when she saw him coming down, she pinched the corners of her clothes at a loss, and finally let go slowly, muttering in a low voice: "It's a shame to be a nymphomaniac on the street." ”

She coughed lightly, then straightened her face, coquettishly held out a hand to him, and stood there waiting for him to come near and pull her.

Her fingers were white and slender, her skin was whiter from the shining sun, and her nails were glowing with a healthy pink, Wu Yanjue raised her hand to hold her, her cold fingertips touched the warm palm, Wu Yanjue held her hand tightly, "Why are your hands so cold?" ”

Feng Gu tilted his head, and then looked up at him pitifully, "I've heard a lot of people say that no one hurts someone who has cold hands. ”

Wu Yanjue glanced at her with lowered eyes, ignored her begging for caresses, and naturally clasped his fingers with her coldly, "Remember to add more clothes when you come out again." ”

"Is it so ruthlessly ignored?" Feng Gu Qiao obediently followed him, looking up and resentful.

Wu Yanjue didn't answer, and kept walking forward.

Feng Gu Qiao climbed up his arm with his other hand, leaned his head on his arm, and asked sneeringly, "Wu Yanjue, do you think I'm particularly clingy?" ”

"Hmm." Wu Yanjue responded.

"Actually, I think you like it, and I like it when I cling to you so much." Feng Gu Qiao didn't get angry when he heard him answer, but winked at him, "Right, right?" ”

Wu Yanjue was calm and calm, cold and noble, like the noble son of the last century who walked out of the ancient oil painting, he opened the passenger door for her, and responded to her helplessly, "Yes, just like you said, I like it very much." ”

"Sure enough, what makes me reserved is fake." Feng Gu Qiao sighed, and quickly pecked Wu Yanjue's chin before approaching the car, and then the moment the car door closed, Wu Yanjue heard her muttering in the car: "If the enemy doesn't move, I will move, it's right to take the initiative." ”

Wu Yanjue raised his hand and touched the place where she kissed, and a shallow smile overflowed in his deep eyes.

After sending her home, Wu Yanjue drove back to the company, Feng Gu Qiao slept at home alone for a while, and in the afternoon, she followed the map guide to find the handmade shop that was sent to her, standing in front of the handmade shop Feng Gu Qiao looked at the inconspicuous store and hesitated for a while, if it weren't for looking at the exquisite handmade works on the window glass display case, she almost thought that the famous handmade store she was looking for was not this one.