Chapter 49: Mouthy

"It's me who talks too much." Mu Tian secretly clenched his fists, no matter what Yu Moqin said, he had long regarded Wen Niannian as the kind of person he described in his mouth.

"Forget it." Yu Moqin was defeated by his words, and went out to pick up gifts, stepped back into the comfortable boss's chair, and he instructed Mu Tian: "Help me book a restaurant at night, and then go to the mall now to buy a necklace that I can handle, and I want to see what I want before I get off work." ”

Mu Tian knew that he had angered Yu Moqin just now, so he didn't dare to say more, and after answering, he immediately went to do what Yu Moqin explained.

In the evening, the sky soaked in phoenix flower juice was a fiery red, and the clouds were accidentally dyed into a glow sky, and a black car that was incompatible with the sky and campus was half leaning on the side of Ji Weichuan's suit and leather shoes.

His black and shiny hair was neatly groomed, and his eyebrows were flying in anticipation, as if he was waiting for an important dignitary.

Relying on Ji Teng's relationship, he officially entered the Ji Group to work, during which he only needed to take the school exams on time, and as for the class, he could use the privilege without even showing his face.

At this time, Wen Niannian and Song Jiemo walked out of the campus together, Song Jiemo was one step ahead of Wen Niannian, and found that Ji Weichuan was standing not far away, seeing that he was wearing a black formal dress and bow tie, she couldn't help but turn her eyes to Wen Niannian's body beside her.

Today is Wen Niannian's birthday, and Ji Weichuan has liked Wen Niannian for many years, isn't it obvious enough to dress up like this.

Thinking about it like this, Song Jiemo's eyes flashed like a meteor for a moment of sadness, she looked at Wen Niannian beside her, she was confident, generous, salty and sweet, but she was always like a child who didn't grow up.

Wen Niannian noticed that two lines of sight converged on her body at the same time, she naturally ignored the one that belonged to Ji Weichuan, and hooked Song Jiemo's hand next to her, she didn't notice the strangeness in her eyes, "Let's go." ”

Song Jiemo quickly adjusted her little emotions and kept up with Wen Niannian's footsteps, when the two of them walked past Ji Weichuan, she smelled a burst of flowers, and then saw with her own eyes a bouquet of carefully packaged gorgeous roses floating in front of her like the wind, and finally stopped in front of Wen Niannian.

Many classmates around me were envious, jealous and hateful, and some people stopped and took out their mobile phones to take pictures without respect.

This made Wen Niannian very unable to get off the stage, she glanced at the people around her and said to Ji Weichuan with a cold face, "What do you want to do?" Is it because you haven't eaten enough or haven't you lost enough face? ”

She saw the bouquet of roses stop in front of her eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of depression, even the rich and pleasant fragrance of roses made her not in a good mood.

Ji Weichuan went back and thought about it a lot, he tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, and finally figured out how to get back a game.

In the end, he chose to whisper to Wen Niannian first, coaxing and deceiving that as long as he got his hands on her, he would have thousands of ways to breathe for himself in her, and when he was tired of playing, Wen Niannian might beg him not to leave.

Thinking about the happy ending in the end, he felt that the current lows were all floating clouds.

"Niannian, for you." He pushed the flower out of his hand, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wen Niannian saw that the flower was forcing her to take a step back subconsciously, and even shrank her head back in disgust, when she looked at Ji Weichuan's bright smile, she only felt that there was a knife hidden in her smile, "What trick are you playing?" ”