He pressed her against the tree.

The weather was getting cooler, but the leaves showed no sign of falling, and as he leaned over, his eyes looked at her, the bridge of his nose almost touching her face.

The sun hasn't set yet.

His tall and outstanding figure blocked out most of the light, giving her a cool spot.

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, falling on his head like broken gold.

The light was golden and shining, but she was only attracted by his eyes at this time.

When his two thin lips said this "teacher" that was an intimate memory for both of them, God knows how red her face was because of shame.

As soon as the teacher sounded, she floated back to the memories of a long time ago, and the memories of the summer vacation all appeared in front of her eyes one by one.

The memories of treating the student president in the school and treating her students, the quiet and gentle school bully boy, are separated from her.

She knew that he had two faces, and she was not ashamed of his behavior, and she hated such people.

But when she put on high heels, when she went home to teach the teacher to tutor him with homework, she saw the beautiful students in front of the desk, he held a pen, read a book, and did his homework, all of them showed meekness and elegance.

When he stopped writing, raised his head, and smiled softly at her through the lens, at that time, she had a good impression of him in her heart.

Obviously she saw the darkest side of his heart, but she was still attracted by the sparkle he revealed.

She always thought that he was different, that he didn't mean to be like that.

But as the days went by, she witnessed how he, a gentle and jade-like son, tore through the sanctimonious pretense of doing taboo things to himself.

He was the one who had a lot of thoughts about the teacher.

It was he who kissed her.

He tore up the little affection and appreciation that remained in her heart.

Jiang Cha Cha looked back into his eyes.

It was a swamp, the pupils were pitch black, the curvature of the eyes still had a taste, he was through the lenses, and he was less careless and gentle, and when he looked at her, it was indescribably complicated.

She didn't look closely.

"What?"

She thought it was strange.

What did she mention their names for?

What else does it mean to have a crush on someone at the moment?

Because he was too close, maybe the kiss just now made his breathing heavier, and the hoarse breathing sound was slightly gasping in her ears, causing her ears to itch for a while, and even his breathing had an indescribable ambiguous taste.

She didn't like it.

So she turned sideways and pushed him away.

She hugged her chest, but she was still unconvinced, and swept over with cold eyes, "What are you asking them for?" ”

"A few of them, no matter which one they are, I have a better impression of them than I do for you."

She sneered.

"Why, is the elder still at work with that poor pride?"

Wen Huai didn't move, probably thinking that it was a little hot at the time, he pulled his neckline, and his eyes were gloomy when he teased his eyes.

Ginger Chacha still feels uncomfortable.

She reviewed the whole thing, from the beginning, to Wen Huaizhi getting angry, to the two people suddenly kissing together, and finally to the current situation.

He was standing in the hallway, and the reason was that she was going to invite him to a meal, and there was a dispute in the back, and this ridiculous kiss.

"In the beginning, I really wanted to take advantage of you."

"I want to use you and get you to vote for me because I want to stay in office."

"But here's one thing you need to know."

Jiang Chacha clenched his hands, looked at him, and plucked up his courage to say: "Later, when I saw that there was no hope, I gave up, and I didn't come to pester you again." ”

"What is the motive for the vote you gave me today that I am mixed with?"

"So where to take advantage of it?"

"Why should I invite you to dinner? You know, you voted for me voluntarily! I didn't ask you to vote for me! ”

When Jiang Chacha talks about excitement, his eyes will be bright, and his face will be slightly red, as if he has been in the sun for a long time.

The more she said it, the more wrong it became, and she narrowed her eyes.

Things are strung together one by one.

From the beginning, it wasn't quite right.

"So, why are you voting for me?"

"Also, why are you crazy about kissing me?"

Jiang Cha Cha felt that her head was going to be big.

was kissed by Si Zichen in the last second, and was kissed by Wen Huai in the next second, who can withstand this? !

With such a huge amount of information, it's no wonder that her brain doesn't smoke.

Because things were so sudden, one after another, and they were all outrageous and unexpected to her, and she was usually a rough nervous person, so her reaction was slower.

Because her mind is now full of pictures of Si Zichen and Wen Huai kissing her, it's no wonder if it's not chaotic!

Wen Huaizhi behaved strangely at this time.

It stands to reason that he should have smiled indifferently, and he did look at her gloomily, probably too irritated, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were stained with a hint of anger.

He still had bite marks on his lips, she had bitten deeply, her skin was broken, and she was still oozing blood, and a few deep tooth marks could be faintly seen on her lips.

Thinking back to the kiss just now, it was full of ambiguous rust smell, Jiang Chacha's eyes seemed to be stabbed, her eyelids jumped violently, and she forced herself to look away from him.

He's also weird.

She threw off so many questions, but he didn't reply to any of them, but insisted on asking the original question paranoidly.

"So, who do you have a crush on?"

His eyes looked at her deeply.

It may be that this question is too sensitive, touching on the heart, Jiang Chacha clenched her hands, and subconsciously fried her hair, "What's your business?!" ”

"The problem I'm talking about hasn't been solved yet!"

He interrupted her.

"There's only one problem."

Jiang Chacha was stunned, but quickly twisted her eyebrows, "What do you mean?" What does it mean to have only one question? Don't talk about it! ”

"There's always one problem."

He stepped forward suddenly, his eyes dark, and he suddenly pressed her against the tree again.

From why he would be angry with her, why he would vote for her, to why he would come and kiss her again and again.

It's just the same question.

Now as soon as he gets closer, Jiang Cha Cha will react very much, and the cold hairs on his whole body will stand up.

She thought that the demon was going to kiss her viciously, so she subconsciously closed her eyes in resistance and turned her head.

And this time, Wen Huaizhi didn't do anything offensive to her.

With just two fingers, he gently lifted her chin so that she was facing him.

Jiang Chacha opened her eyes, like a stressed little beast, glaring at him fiercely, as if as long as he let go of her, she would bite off a piece of meat on his body with hatred.

She struggled out of his fingers, and found that it was futile, and her eyes were tired, probably thinking that looking at his face would pollute her eyes, and she showed a disgusted expression, looking away, just not looking at him, just to show how disgusted she was with him.

However, a pain soon came from her jaw, and she took it and glared at him again.

Wen Huaizhi's eyes became much colder, and his tone was gloomy.

"I don't like you like this."

Ginger Tea Tea: ......

Do you like my business or not?

But because she was now in a weak position, she still held back her words and waited until she settled accounts with him later.

She also didn't press it.

His breath sprayed coldly on hers, and as he spoke, his eyes fell on her ears, and she felt every inch of her skin being caressed by him, and she felt tormented.

His eyes are naturally light-picked, and he always has a bit of affectionate taste when he looks at people, and his eyes seem to be gentle, but his slightly cool fingers are a little punitive and grind her chin, but it is not a lot of pain, but it seems to be a punishment exclusive to Wen Huaizhi.

He will leave reddish marks on your skin, a stinging sensation, and a slight stinging sensation that will make you remember his punishment in that moment.

Even if you hate him and hate him, at that moment, your heart will be filled with his name.

"Look at me."

His voice was like winter fog.

Jiang Chacha was aroused with goosebumps, and he was really intimidated by him at that time, he is like this, there is always such an aura, even if you don't want to, you can't help but give in.

His eyelids were down.

He thought of something, his lips hooked slightly, and his gaze fell inch by inch on her palm-sized face, as if lingering on his territory.

"Looks like you haven't had a heart on anyone yet."

What do you mean?

Jiang Chacha's heart sank, she understood something in her heart, but she didn't seem to understand everything, she bit her lip heavily, probably because she was a little curious by his words, and she stopped resisting, opened her eyes, and looked at him fearlessly.

She looked at him calmly with clear eyes, eyes as clear as glass.

She seemed to be still angry, but seemed to be thinking seriously about him, and her brow furrowed slightly. She pursed her lips, as if she wanted to ask him a little, but she couldn't talk about it because of her face, so this curiosity was restrained by her.

I'd rather suffocate myself than take the initiative to talk to him.

However, her eyes that were as transparent as lake water just now still made Wen Huaizhi's eyes darken a little.

It's stupid.

It's rare to see something so sluggish.

But it's good to be stupid.

Wen Huaizhi's fingertips slowly rubbed her chin.

Her skin seems to be full of cold fragrance, and it is also like a piece of nephrite, which is very addictive when touched, and it will only make people crave more contact with her skin until they completely contain her.

Wen Huaizhi suddenly lowered his head and suppressed his voice in her ear.

The voice was as hypocritical and gentle as ever, but it was rough and hoarse, charming, as if it was deliberately trying to bewitch her.

"Jiang Cha Cha, let's make a bet."

He rarely called her by name, which made her a stranger. He always used to call her vice president with a smile, vice president, and only when he was angry, he would call her name with a calm face.

And it is rare to call it so seriously.

Jiang Chacha frowned, after all, she didn't overcome her curiosity, so she lifted her eyelashes and asked with a confused face.

"Bet on what?"

The thin lips in her ears suddenly hooked.

He lifted her chin again, Sven's eyes slightly closed under the gold-rimmed glasses, high, indifferent, narcissistic, paranoid, crazy.

"I bet you'll like me first."

- Author's message

I'm going to end the summer vacation.,If you have any plots you want to see, you can leave a message to tell me~.

I try to finish every story.