Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 777 Sports Students vs. Dance Students 11
The late-night drag racing party stared at the silver-gray sports car dumbfounded: "Play fast and furious!"

Pei Xuyan smiled lightly, and replied: "It's not bad, and you're not bad either."

"Drink?"

"What wine?"

Everyone drank until midnight, and made a friend. Pei Xuyan could chat with anyone. He sat next to him and lit a cigarette, but he didn't smoke. outside the crowd.

Later, they all went home, complaining that their family members were too annoying, and hurried to call. Pei Xuyan saw that it would be light in two or three hours, so he found a small Internet cafe at the foot of the mountain nearest to midnight.

The Internet cafe is quite dilapidated, cramped and old, many people are playing games all night, surrounded by cursing and swearing.

Pei Xuyan frowned, picked a quiet place in the innermost place, put the earphones on her ears, turned on the computer, and the fingers resting on the mouse were a little blue from the cold.

The side face is in the shadowy dimness, it is both depressed, but it is always out of tune with the surrounding environment.

After the short vacation ended, Qi An returned to her normal university life. Art students are never shortcuts, and every day is endless training.

He never met Pei Xuyan again.

When a person is too superior, everyone will instinctively distinguish him from ordinary people, looking up involuntarily, the distance is out of reach.

Qi'an would occasionally hear news about Pei Xuyan from some girls, such as playing ball, running at night, training, and the billiard hall outside, these news inevitably poured into her ears in bits and pieces, Is the love of too many people.

The most common thing I hear is that people say: "It's a pity that I have a girlfriend, alas."

Qi An remembered that day again, he said he was single.

Of course, what Qi An never imagined was that when she saw Pei Xuyan again, she would be so embarrassed and unlucky.

The temperature in Ningcheng's autumn fluctuates up and down, today is a sunny day, the sky is as clear as blue, the bird flapped its wings twice, and landed on the school's old elm tree with luxuriant branches, leisurely thinking about its own feather.

When people came, it was frightened and flew away again.

Qi'an was eating in the cafeteria, there were so many people, holding the plate, he struggled to squeeze through the crowd towards the exit, and dumped the leftovers.

"It's a good thing I came early!" Qi An's brows were soft and soft, and while she was grateful, she carefully held the plate, lest the oil on the plate would get on other people's clothes, and her heart was in her throat.

The big screen in the center of the cafeteria was still playing a TV series, and the bright sun outside the window shone in, and there was a lot of voices.

The girl was wearing a pink bunny hoodie today. She was white and thin. She was squeezed into a sandwich biscuit and drowned in the crowd.

Just when she was about to squeeze to the exit and breathed a sigh of relief, her cell phone rang suddenly.

She subconsciously flipped through her mobile phone from her pocket, one of them didn't pay attention, her foot tripped over someone else's foot, and she staggered and fell forward unexpectedly!
"Bang -" sound.

In the chaos, her nose bumped into a hard male skeleton, causing tears to flow from her eyes, her body was out of balance, and the plate full of leftovers and soup she was carrying was buckled there at a perfect angle and with incomparable precision. man in white coat.

Everything happened too fast, and there was no time to react. If I had to describe it, there are only six points.

The soup was mixed with the green rapeseed, which quickly penetrated the fabric, slipped across the hem of the white clothes, and heard a clanging sound, and the vegetable plate hit a pair of his new expensive sneakers.

Someone yelled, "Brother Yan!"

The noisy atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly became dead silent, and countless pairs of eyes looked in this direction.

Qi An's ears were buzzing, the bridge of his nose was throbbing, his hand subconsciously grasped a support point, grabbed the man's strong arm, his breath lingered with a clean and pleasant fragrance, with a bit of refreshing mint coolness, like The smell of laundry soap.

His eyes were trapped in a square inch, facing a white dress with a hard chest.

Maybe now...it can't be called white anymore.

When she heard the sound of Brother Yan, she had a bad premonition in her heart, covered her nose in the penetrating low air pressure, and raised her head tremblingly.

I saw a face so deep that it could kill.

At that moment, Qi An's heart turned cold.

The pair of frivolous and beautiful peach blossom eyes in the past, now there is no smile at all, they have frozen into ice, staring at her.

The distance is very close, but there is no ambiguous atmosphere at all.

The girl's face was pale, and there were physical tears in the corners of her eyes. She wanted to apologize, but her mouth twitched, and she subconsciously said, "No, you're welcome..."

The atmosphere was subtly still for a moment, and then the surrounding erupted into laughter, and the voices of discussion exploded, making Qi An's head congested with blood!

Standing in the middle of the crowd, Pei Xuyan was tall and straight, wearing an embarrassing white coat, light gray trousers, and thin ankle bones, but it didn't hurt his dignity, but his low profile was really scary.

He glanced down at the oily vegetable leaves on his shoes, and then moved to the girl's flushed face, her temples throbbing.

——Teacher Xiaoqi is gentle and virtuous, right?Okay, Pei Yangyu has a good eye.

Pei Xuyan kicked over the dinner plate on the sneakers, making a crisp sound, and the dinner plate rolled out several meters.

The voice made Qi An's body tremble violently, and then he heard him calmly say: "It's okay, it should be."

Others don't know, but Tang Chenmao knows that sneakers are Pei Xuyan's life, especially the new ones he bought and worn for less than three days.

Just ask if you are happy.

With a puff, Tang Chenmao covered his stomach, laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, and patted Pei Xuyan's shoulder: "Brother Yan, can you be gentle, do you understand? You scared people to tears!"

As the perpetrator, Qi An was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, his thin face was burning red, and the tip of his nose was also red, he hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It really looks like crying.

The eyes are moist and a little pathetic.

But Pei Xuyan couldn't bring up any feelings of pity and pity. He felt that he smelled like vegetable soup now, and there were still vegetable leaves hanging on his shoes.

There was a lot of noise and ridicule in the ears, many people were pointing and pointing at Qi An, those voices fell on their ears chaotically, Pei Xuyan raised his eyelids, and sneered: "Have you seen enough?"

The tone is sharp and the aura is compelling.

The voice disappeared in an instant, no one spoke, someone stepped forward, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

The little girl was still standing there with a look of bewilderment.

With a cold face, Pei Xuyan picked up the collar from the back of her neck and lifted her up.

Both feet left the ground, and the sense of weightlessness struck, Qi An was stunned and tried to struggle a few times, but his feet couldn't reach the ground, and he was easily carried out!

Such a posture is a bit suffocating, and the slender fingers holding her collar cannot be ignored, and there is a slight numb trembling feeling when they rub against the skin of the back of her neck.

Qi An desperately grabbed his front collar to prevent himself from being strangled to death, shrunk his neck, didn't even dare to utter a sound, and closed his eyes as if death was at home.

If it's a big deal, just get beaten up. After 20 years, he will still be a good man.

(End of this chapter)