"Dead fox! Let me down!"

"I don't need you to hug me!"

"I don't want to see you again!"

……

In the quiet valley below, her cursing from time to time, as well as her desperate struggle, did not cause Wen Huaizhi to cast a look.

He hugged her very steadily, and walked calmly and gracefully.

From her point of view, you can see the bridge of his superior nose.

In the end, Jiang Cha Cha stopped struggling, she was silent, let him hold her, like a dead salted fish lying in his arms.

The face he was close to saw that she was getting more and more upset, and she simply closed her eyes, pretended to be dead, and didn't look at him.

"Vice President... You hate me so much?" He smiled.

He looked through the lenses and his gaze fell on her gently.

Jiang Chacha closed her eyes, she didn't show any mercy, this was the coldest time in her voice, "I hate you, I hate you very much."

Her tone was cold and direct, so no one would think she was joking now.

"Coincidentally, so am I." He hooked his lips.

「……」

Jiang Chacha frowned and didn't speak.

She chose to close her eyes and not look at Wen Huaizhi's ugly face.

But when she closed her eyes, she fell into darkness in front of her, her body was also semi-suspended at this time, Wen Huaizhi was still walking, her body would sway slightly with his walking, she couldn't see anything, and her body was in such a state, so she would be uneasy, so she had to hook his neck tightly.

She was too emotional just now, although she hadn't lost her breath yet.

But she thought, she had been so hard just now, that she must have scratched a lot of red marks on his neck.

Deserve.

Moreover, when the eyes are closed, the loss of vision makes his senses more sensitive.

For example, the sound of the water in the nearby stream entered her ears very clearly, and she could hear the wind blowing the leaves, she could hear her own heartbeat, and she could hear the ups and downs of his breathing.

He was holding her sideways.

So she could feel his warm, generous hand on her arm, and as she walked, his fingers accidentally touched the thin fabric of her breast, and he didn't actually touch it, not even him.

But Jiang Cha Cha's skin is very sensitive, and he can feel his slightly cool fingers approaching for a while, separating, and approaching......

She felt her chest heat up.

She suddenly tilted her face to the side, pursed her lips, her eyes still closed, and let her hair slide down to cover half of her face, in order to hide her slightly emerging emotion.

She really hated him to death.

Wen Huaizhi continued to walk with a smile.

Jiang Chacha couldn't hold her breath, and spoke again: "I'd rather you leave me here, I don't want to see you."

I hate him to death.

Her words didn't change the smile on Wen Huaizhi's face in the slightest.

At night, his voice sounded like a gorgeous sound from the plucking of the D strings of a violin.

His voice was particularly intoxicating in the night of the valley.

"Since we both hate each other so much, we won't see each other again."

"Do you think it's good? Vice President?"

Ginger Tea Tea: ......

….

I really don't understand why he would say such a thing.

He knew it was impossible. Even if both of them are in the same school, they are still working together in the office of the student union, how can they not meet in the future?

It's okay if he doesn't say it, as soon as he says this, thinking that he will see him who he hates in the future, Jiang Chacha was directly depressed.

The disgust for him in my heart seems to have increased even more because of this.

In her heart, she pushed him away for a long time.

He didn't know how long he had been walking along the creek.

He continued walking, holding her.

The smile in his eyes faded, like the ebb tide of the waves, and his heart was more peaceful than ever.

On his shoulders, there has always been a bright moon.

In the deep blue night, the moonlight tonight is unexpectedly much more beautiful.

The woman in her arms stopped talking, and the surroundings fell silent.

At such a moment, in the sound of the water floating in a sparkling wave, Wen Huaizhi looked at her silently.

Her face was now buried in his chest, as if she was reluctant to see him, her eyes were closed, and half of her face was obscured by black hair.

Her thin eyebrows frowned tightly, and under the moonlight like water, a little sweat broke out on her forehead, her lips were like petals wet by a storm, and her stubbornness made her show a cold sense of vulnerability.

It was the first time that Jiang Chacha was so close to Wen Huaizhi, and she was lying in the arms of such a disgusting person, which made her very upset.

She clenched her fists, trying to ignore the warmth of his fingers on her skin.

Wen Huaizhi didn't know how long he looked at her, so he looked away, and he continued to walk down the stream.

He walked the mountain road for a long time until he reached the foot of the mountain.

When he walked to the foot of the mountain, Jiang Chacha found that Wen Huaizhi had stopped.

She distinctly felt the aura around her become strangely frozen.

At the foot of the hill there is a copper street lamp on the side of the road, which is now emitting a dim light, and a shallow and warm layer hits the ground.

Wen Huaizhi hugged her, and the gentleman walked down the last step elegantly, and saw a man holding a flashlight in his hand opposite.

After a long period of eye contact.

He stood there, holding the injured and stubborn girl in his arms, and smiled gracefully at the man in front of him.

Jiang Cha Cha struggled, turned her face back, and opened her eyes.

I saw Bian Jichen, who was already waiting for her at the foot of the mountain, with a pair of clear eyes calmly watching them.

Julan