Jiang Chacha's broken diamond manicure is delicate and slender, and the color is ruby red, even if she is young, the advantage of her facial features still has to suppress this color, and it will not dominate at all, which is very flattering to her.

It's good-looking, but Jiang Chacha can't wait to pull it off now.

It's really ...... The activity is too inconvenient.

The simple act of pinching a cotton swab and dipping it in alcohol took two minutes.

When it was successfully dipped in, Ginger Cha Cha breathed a sigh of relief.

Cheng Maki was not mentally prepared, her curly eyelashes drooped, and then the face that was so amazing that it could make people lack oxygen came over.

He clenched his hands and endured it.

She gently touched the swab against the abrasion on the corner of his mouth, and there was a slight sting when the alcohol was disinfected.

After disinfecting the corners of his mouth, when Jiang Chacha wanted to continue to disinfect his other wounds, he didn't say any hello, stood up awkwardly, and went out directly.

Jiang Cha Cha was left standing in place with a blank face.

Walking out of the air-conditioned infirmary, as soon as his feet stepped outside, a layer of hot heat rushed to his face, and the irritability in Cheng Ma's heart was even greater, his heart seemed to be covered by a plastic bag, and he was a little breathless.

Jiang Chacha couldn't, so she had to pack up the used cotton swabs and throw them in the trash, turned around and thanked the school doctor who was yawning in the corner, and walked out of the school doctor's room.

She glanced at the sun-scorched ground, and before she could reach the sun, she had already felt the scorching heat.

Jiang Chacha glanced at it, and silently opened the umbrella in his hand.

This umbrella was still half an hour ago Cheng Maki didn't want to go to the infirmary because the sun was too big, so she pulled down her face and borrowed it from a stranger passing by.

At that time, the young man, who was as slender as porcelain, sat under the tree as soft as a bone, his cheeks propped up, his eyelids drooped, as if he had no bones, unable to sit up straight, as if he had no strength at all.

He looked at the scorching sun, and stretched out his hand to let her look at the sunburned place on his arm, the noble boy's skin was cold and white and delicate, and now such a red mark appeared on it, as if there was an unbearable flaw on a work of art.

Jiang Chacha was really worried about him, but after seeing him like this, no matter how strong and optimistic he was, he couldn't help but feel a little powerless in his heart.

She finally borrowed an umbrella from a passer-by, she stretched the umbrella open, held it above his head, and she couldn't help but lean towards him, while half of her body was exposed to the sun outside, and her sweat was dripping down.

She swore she really hadn't seen anyone more delicate than him.

In the end, she didn't know how much she stood, and the young man leaning on the back of the tree finally opened his eyes, gave her a look, and then stood up slowly.

It was as if she was begging him to accompany her to the infirmary.

Thinking back to the present, looking up at the powdery blue umbrella above his head, Jiang Chacha let out a depressed breath.

At school, as the vice president, Jiang Chacha inevitably had to go to the student union.

She really didn't want to see that sanctimonious man.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a little sense of responsibility in his heart, Jiang Chacha actually really wanted to be a hands-off shopkeeper like the original owner.

But no, and the system still has to keep her as the next student vice president......

Continuing to stay in office, Jiang Chacha felt that it was almost impossible.

Her authority and the goodwill of passers-by have been corrupted by the original owner.

But if she doesn't want to stay in office as much as she can, she won't know what terrible punishment awaits her.

Jiang Cha Cha walked on the road, counting down the time for the election of the next president, which was already the next semester, and there were still many months before now.

A few months...... What can she do?

Ginger tea tea doesn't know either.

When the bell rang for the end of school as usual, Jiang Chacha packed her schoolbag with a calm face as always.

It's been more than ten days since I passed, and people are very adaptable creatures. In a short period of time, she has already adapted to life here.

An Liuli came from the next class and asked her if she wanted to go out and play on a yacht.

Jiang Cha Cha politely declined.

Laughing to death, she still has so many things at work, how dare she relax.

Besides, it will definitely cost money to go to a yacht for a party, so if you don't go, you won't go!

When Jiang Chacha came to the student office building and walked into his office, he saw the figure of President Wen Huaizhi appearing there without moving.

The man holds a pen in one hand, his eyelids are slightly drooping, his appearance is gentle and elegant, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his excellent nose reflect the cold glow of texture.

Jiang Chacha, who had just sat across from him, glanced at him silently, then lowered his head and began to take things out of his bag.

She was silent the whole time, and she didn't want to have the slightest word of conversation with him.

Who knew that Wen Huaizhi slowly put down the pen, looked at her with smiling peach blossom eyes, and took the initiative to say hello: "Vice President, good afternoon." ”

Jiang Chacha's back stiffened.

Even days had passed, but she could vividly recall what he had done that evening, and the vile haughty soul beneath his perfect skin.

Jiang Chacha knew that his greeting to her was just a daily necessity for him as a gentleman.

She turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear.

Wen Huai was not surprised, his gentle gaze stayed on her for a moment, then continued to hang his head, and went about his own business again.

The president's office then fell eerily silent.

It's so quiet that it's only the sound of two people clicking the mouse and tapping on the keyboard, otherwise it's the white noise of flipping through files.

Everyone who entered and exited the president's office felt an invisible oppressive atmosphere, and they were all scared, and they didn't dare to make too much noise when they walked.

Ginger Cha Cha is completely immersed in her own world, her manicure crackling on the pink keyboard, completely forgetting that there is a living person on the other side.

When she finished typing the last word, she was in a good mood, squinting her eyes and stretching.

Before he could stretch his arms, he met long eyes like a peach blossom.

The mood of ginger tea just got up, like a little flame that had not yet burned, was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

She lowered her arms, the corners of her mouth drooping.

Wen Huaizhi's tone couldn't help but regret and said: "What's wrong with the vice president today, why is he so unkind to see me." If there is any misunderstanding, we can communicate face-to-face to solve it. ”

Just looking at his words, there is indeed a little sincerity.

But when Jiang Cha Cha looked into his eyes, the smile in it only existed on the most superficial surface.

"No need." She didn't give any good face and refused indifferently.

Then she took him as air, got up and took only half a minute to pack her things, lift her feet and leave.

It's just that her recent travel has become more and more dangerous.

More and more fans of the original owner have turned to sunspots, and she is now like a rat crossing the street, she has to wear a hat and be fully armed everywhere she goes, lest others find out and then protect herself.

Jiang Chacha still cherishes his little life.

She's been walking the path for a long time, and there's a winding path behind the student union office that leads to the school gates. This road is very remote, sometimes after work Jiang Chacha walks alone, most of the situation is already six or seven o'clock, when the smear walks, a few table lamps on the side of the road have not been turned on.

She was scared at first, but now she's used to it.

But Jiang Chacha didn't expect to be so unlucky today.

At this time, not far from her, a group of people were holding a protest meeting across a few trees.

The voice came through clearly, and she heard it word for word.

For the first time, Jiang Chacha regretted that her hearing was so sharp.

"Jiang Chacha, this mouse has been hiding from XZ for the past few days, don't let us catch it! Damn, she's pretending to be a white rabbit and cheating on me for so long. The voice of the owner of the male voice was as angry as if Jiang Cha Cha had once been green over him.

She swallowed and stopped.

"How can the goddess of tea and tea be like this, last time it was obviously a flower given to her by our support club, it was all our hearts......" A girl's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

Someone hates iron and steel: "You are stupid! You don't still like her, do you?! Wake up! What kind of person she really is, don't you know now?! ”

"Laugh, we like her so much, but people don't take us seriously at all."

"It's a shame that I've licked her so much before, and I've collected so many posters of her......"

"Damn, the more I think about it, the more angry I get, it's very cool for her to play with us, right, Lao Tzu wants to take off her powder!"

……

Good guy, she's almost on the go.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Soon, he hit something very strong in his back, and he still had the body temperature of a person.

He has a men's perfume that someone in the office often wears.

Jiang Chacha turned her head indifferently, and sure enough, she saw Wen Huaizhi leisurely inserting the pocket of her suit pants, looking down at her with a smile.

His signature gentle smile is lethal to many girls.

But now ginger tea is immune.

Or rather, disgusted.

She glanced at him, and did not want to say a word to him, for she was afraid that people not far away would see her, so she hurried into the grass closest to her.

She pinched the branches and leaves in both hands, and only sneakily poked out half of her head, revealing a pair of alert eyes.

Finding a strange touch in her palm, Jiang Chacha looked down and saw that she had touched a spider web, spider silk wrapped around her fingers, she frowned, carefully rubbed her hands, and after a while drove away the disgusting touch.

Something comes to mind.

Jiang Cha Cha couldn't help but look back, only to see that the night was slowly falling, the sky seemed to still have the last bit of residual heat of the sun, the temperature in the air was still unbearable, and the sky had turned into a charming and mysterious deep purple, like the color of violet.

And the man with the gold-rimmed glasses still stood gracefully not far away, like a fox waiting for his prey, smiling hypocritically.

You don't have to think about it to know why Wen Huaizhi is here.

There's only one reason - to see her jokes.

In this world, there is nothing happier than seeing the person you hate the most.

She restrained her unhappiness, whispered, and even showed an extraordinarily polite smile, "If the president is fine, can I leave?" ”

Wen Huaizhi's eyes smiled again, and he said softly: "The vice president is here alone, I don't worry." ”

Hehe. Jiang Cha Cha sneered.

She was 100% convinced that if she really encountered any danger, Wen Huaizhi would definitely run faster than anyone else.

Since he wants to act, then she will accompany him to act.

She smiled against her heart and threw a wink at him, "Thank you so much for your concern." ”

Seeing her like this, Wen Huaizhi's smile remained unchanged.

Jiang Chacha gritted her teeth with hatred, wait, wait for her to find a chance to tear open the skin of this Sven scum!

She didn't have time to pay attention to him, so she picked up the leaves and saw a boy who was like a leader of the support club, with thick bangs and glasses as thick as the glass at the bottom of a beer bottle.

I saw the boy walk in front of the crowd solemnly and coughed, "Everyone, listen to me, the vice president's matter-"

Jiang Chacha was so nervous that her toes were cramping.

He must be the leader of this protest, will he arrange an actual act against her later? After all, the original owner has done so many excessive things, and if it were her, anger would rush to her brain, let alone any reason.

Jiang Cha Cha bit his finger when he heard this.

She's done, she thought.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of small footsteps behind her, and saw that Wen Huaizhi didn't care about those people at all, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her eavesdropping, and was brazenly walking towards her.

Jiang Chacha was so anxious that she forgot the grievances between the two and made a silent gesture at him.

But Wen Huaizhi acted as if he hadn't heard it, and he continued to raise his long legs elegantly and calmly, until he walked to Jiang Chacha's side.

He casually squatted down, came to her ear, and said gently, "Vice President, are you okay?" ”

Jiang Chacha was so angry that he wanted to beat his heart to death.

After Wen Huaizhi finished speaking, he watched Jiang Chacha's every move under his nose, his eyes darkened and darkened, and finally his thin lips were lightly hooked.

When he was about to say something in his throat, something unexpected happened.

The annoyed and angry girl in front of him suddenly approached, stretched out his hand and covered his mouth with a vengeance, and his dry lips suddenly touched the girl's soft palm.

She glared at him viciously, but her round apricot eyes didn't make people feel a little fierce.

Wen Huaizhi's fingers suddenly contracted.

At this moment, the boy who was protesting not far away suddenly spoke again.

"The vice president's thing...... It's not her fault," the boy dragged the tail note, and suddenly sped up his voice and read solemnly, "It's our fault!" ”

What?! It's not her fault??

This thing took a 180-degree turn, making Jiang Cha Cha blink his eyes ignorantly.

Even Wen Huaizhi didn't expect that the eyes that usually had a gentle smile sank in an instant, and he locked his eyebrows stiffly.

Everything was going out of his mind, and he became agitated, and every patch of skin on his body seemed to cry out for discomfort.

Under the gaze of the two, the boy suddenly raised his fist, he was stern, and said very excitedly: "As a fan of the vice president, how can we casually buy flowers for the vice president at the school's roadside shop?!" The flowers are certainly not fresh, and the variety is not good! Not worthy of the status of vice president at all! Moreover, we sent too few roses, it should be 99, no, 999! This is worthy of our beautiful and moving vice president! ”

The boy's heartfelt words are so touching that they can make people's hearts and intestines break.

"How could the vice president be wrong?! It's us who are wrong! ”

Wen Huaizhi: ......

Is he crazy or is the world crazy?