Seeing Jiang Chacha, she couldn't help but shudder.

How did she feel, Wen Huaizhi looked at her like a corpse in a coffin......

Anyway, these are her hole cards right now.

Jiang Chacha swallowed her saliva, and she had the feeling of negotiating with King Yama. Under pressure, she turned the screen of her phone without changing her face, so that he could see the group chat page above.

She continued to threaten: "If you don't help your aunt, I'll tear your disguise for them!" ”

Wen Huaizhi still stood there, his cold gaze locked on her body.

Jiang Chacha actually has no chance of winning in his heart.

She's gambling.

The two were at a stalemate for a long time, so long that it seemed like a century had passed.

When Jiang Chacha's ass was about to sit numb, she saw Wen Huaizhi approaching, and she subconsciously hid back.

I saw Wen Huaizhi holding his schoolbag in one hand, and holding her slender arm slightly with the other.

He smiled lightly, "The vice president is joking again, come, I'll help you go." ”

His eyes were like a gentle whirlpool, and he was born with a little affection when he looked at people, and his tone was so ambiguous that she would think she was his beloved lover.

The more this is the case, the more goosebumps get from ginger tea.

She subconsciously rubbed her arms to make her chills a little less.

He's changing his face so fast.

How long has he been in this state?

Jiang Chacha was afraid that if he continued like this for a long time, people would be schizophrenic.

Another day, she has to recommend a well-known psychiatrist to Wen Huaizhi.

In that case, let's put it on a shallow basis. Jiang Chacha coughed, and then pulled her throat delicately: "Thank you, President, the President is really the most gentle and considerate man in the world~"

Wen Huaizhi thought that his restraint was good enough, but now when he heard her words so contrary to his will, he couldn't help but shake his fingers, and almost pushed her downstairs with a blank face.

He squinted his eyes and smiled the same, "The president is out of sight." ”

The threat was successful, and he was able to go downstairs with peace of mind.

Jiang Chacha just wanted to stand up with his strength, and after thinking about it, he bent his knees and legs and slowly took off his high heels.

Wen Huaizhi stiffened his body.

There is no other reason, but the picture in front of me is a little too impactful.

The girl had black hair and red lips, and her skin was snowy, and she bent down slightly, and her long hair poured down like a waterfall, and a few strands of hair slipped down his arms, accompanied by a sweet fragrance of hair.

Wen Huaizhi tried his best to restrain himself in order to suppress the urge to shake off her hand.

He took a deep breath.

Jiang Chacha didn't notice his abnormality, and with a hook of her fingers, she took off a high heel.

The sensor lights in the hallway are not yet ready to turn on automatically.

The thin white legs with small black high heels make them pure white and deep in the dark night with low saturation and dim light, forming a strong visual impact.

Wen Huaizhi looked away, disgusted with the lock eyebrows, years of cultivation made him not directly leave at this time.

"Okay, no." He asked.

"Alright." Jiang Cha Cha deserved quickly, she took off the high heels on both feet, and finally felt that her feet were finally free. She sat down on the steps, her soft fingers hooking the little black heels, and handed them to him, "Help me hold them." ”

Wen Huaizhi: ?

He stared at the object in front of him that a woman couldn't be a woman anymore - a little black heel.

She wants him, the high-ranking student council president, to carry high heels for her?