Chapter 919 The Cultivation of a Schoolmaster Male God (69)

  An Ge was so angry that he wanted to do something to Yuanqian.

  Suddenly, Chu Ci hooked Yuanqian's waist.

  He glanced at her coldly.

  Suddenly, An Ge shrank back in fright, his eyes were simply creepy.

  She summoned up her courage a little unwillingly, and glanced at Chu Ci again.

  Obviously she is the beauty of the school, why would he rather be with someone with a bad reputation like Yuanqian than look at her more?

   "Chu Ci, compared with her, where is the difference between me?

   Is it because I'm not as bold as she is?

  If I pursued you boldly like her, would you..."

   "You are not qualified to compare with her!"

   Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Ci's indifferent voice.

  He glanced at An Ge, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

  Why in school, there are always some cats and dogs who are overconfident and want to compare with other women?

  Is it comparable?

Absolutely not!

   In addition, what he hates the most is when girls come to pester him.

  Of course, except for Yuanqian, he likes to be entangled by her.

  All his principles do not exist after encountering Yuanqian.

  Only she, and only she, can break his principles. As for others, principles are still principles.

   Even, for Chu Ci, talking to An Ge is a waste of time.

  Thinking about this, Chu Ci impatiently went downstairs with his arms around Yuanqian.

   At that time.

   An Ge has been irritated by Chu Ci's words, and his whole body is in a bad mood, as if he has entered a boundless hell.

  In his eyes, is she not qualified to compare with Yuan Qian?

   These words sounded really hurtful!

  An Ge gritted his teeth to keep his tears from falling.

  The last piece of pride, she must never be trampled underfoot again.

   When she turned around and went upstairs, she saw two girls standing in the corner next to her sharply. They seemed to be watching a good show.

  An Ge was startled, glared at them fiercely, gave them a warning, and then turned and left.

  Yuanqian was hugged by Chu Ci, and felt a little better.

  When the two returned to Fang's house, Fang Wangshi and Uncle Zhao were not there. The servant said that they had gone abroad to discuss cooperation. This news was simply very, very good news for Yuanqian.

   In this way, she can turn over the balcony openly at night.

  Chu Ci seemed to be able to see Yuanqian's thoughts, and squeezed her palm with a big hand.

   "Take a good rest, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

  Yuan Qian's brows and eyes twitched. What hasn't she started yet?

  Is it so difficult to turn over the balcony now?

  She sighed slightly, turned back to the room with a headache.

  However, when I think about tomorrow.

   Yuanqian feels happy inexplicably.

  Will Zhou Jingyun be mad at the moment the results are announced?

   Tut!

   I'm so looking forward to it.

   This night, Yuanqian was not as well-behaved as he imagined.

  It was about midnight.

   Yuanqian, unable to sleep, crawled out of the bed and turned over the balcony silently.

   Coincidentally, the window of Chu Ci's room was not closed this time.

  The shallowness of the edge is a pride in my heart.

   Didn't you tell me to turn over the balcony?

  Then why don't you lock the windows?

  Duplicity!

   A certain Ling is a little speechless, the brain circuit of the boss.

  Why is it always so abnormal?

  Chu Ci didn't close the window, did he just wait for you to turn over the balcony?

  The boss is too narcissistic...

  By virtue of the hazy moonlight, Yuanqian came to Chu Ci's side lightly, rolled onto the bed, and slipped into his bed.

  (end of this chapter)