Wen Changqing's own appearance, he is still relatively confident.

So many girls in medical school seem to ask him for contact information and want to have a relationship with him, which is enough to prove that he is still very popular with girls, but Qiao Rong has never been crazy about him since they met.

This made him doubt himself a little.

At the same time, he was firm in his heart with the idea that Qiao Rong must be his.

The two almost returned to the hotel in the form of a silent drama, one holding a pot of flowers, walking one after the other, no one said anything, and the atmosphere between the two was very awkward.

At least in Qiao Rong's opinion, it was a little strange.

She went to the room first, sat on the bed with the flower, watched Wen Changqing put the flower on the table, and looked at his side face without saying anything.

Yu Guang noticed that she wanted to speak and stopped, Wen Changqing turned around, and looked straight at Qiao Rong with inky eyes: "Qiao seems to have something to say to me?" ”

Well, there are indeed a lot of things I want to ask, but Qiao Rong doesn't know which one to ask him.

Since I asked him why he was angry, I wanted to ask him when he could go back, I wanted to ask him how to get those plants back, and I wanted to ask him when his ID and passport would be found.

There were so many questions, she didn't know which one to ask first.

Opening her mouth, Qiao Rong hugged the flower, lowered her head to stroke the petals of the flower, and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?" ”

That's what she wanted to ask more, and she'd been wanting to ask since the road.

Because she really didn't care about Wen Changqing, how could she get angry, and when she thought that Wen Changqing was angry, her heart was a little flustered.

It turned out that she was sullen along the way, and because of this problem, Wen Changqing was originally a little unhappy, but now it is much lighter.

"How do you know I'm angry?"

He looked at her with black eyes, not missing a single expression on her face.

As soon as Qiao Rong raised her head, she was so hot by his eyes that she didn't dare to look at him: "I don't know, but if you don't speak, I feel that you are unhappy." ”

This was her thought from the bottom of her heart, and she didn't know why, obviously he didn't do anything, but she just felt that Wen Changqing was angry.

But I don't know why, I can't directly explain that it's my intuition.

The corners of Wen Changqing's mouth turned up slightly, and his handsome face was even more handsome: "Why don't you raise your head and talk to me?" ”

Hearing this, Qiao Rong hesitated for a long time before raising her head, and an enlarged version of a handsome face appeared in her sight.

The distance between the two was very close, the distance between the two lips was only one centimeter wide, if Qiao Rong raised her head a little more just now, the two would have almost kissed.

The heavy breath sprayed on her face itched, but Qiao Rong didn't dare to move at all, and didn't even dare to look at Wen Changqing's eyes, wanting to lower her head, but her jaw was clamped tightly by Wen Changqing, and she couldn't move at all.

Her eyes dodged everywhere, and she didn't dare to meet Wen Changqing's eyes no matter what, so hot eyes made her unbearable.

Wen Changqing's eyes were staring at her eyes tightly, but because she kept lowering her eyes, she didn't dare to look at him, she could only see her long eyelashes like two fans constantly stirring, and her heart was also tickled by the two fans.

"Why don't you dare look at me?" He asked, his eyes fiery and almost kicked Qiao Rong into his stomach.