Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

"No,"

Qiao Chunqian interrupted her and looked at Mi Qian, his eyes shining brightly and twinkling like stars.

He has never been more sober than at this moment: "Qianqian, I didn't do this because of guilt."

Mi Qian looked at him, puzzled.

"I do this because I like you, and I can't help but want to do something for you."

Love is something that is not in his life plan.

But at this moment, when he thought about having her by his side in the future, Qiao Chunqian felt his heart filled with happiness.

"I like you."

"Qianqian, will you stay with me? It's not because of responsibility."

Mi Qian was stunned, her mouth slightly open, and did not close for a long time.

She didn't expect that her "persuasion" would lead to this result.

"Qianqian."

Qiao Chunqian called her, his voice as gentle as water.

Mi Qian suddenly stood up, said "I'll think about it", and rushed into the room in a panic.

"hehe."

Qiao Chunqian covered his face and laughed quietly. After he saw his own heart clearly, he saw Mi Qian again and found her cute no matter how he looked at her.

You can't hide forever if you hide for a while.

He was not worried about the outcome. Qianqian had pursued him so persistently, and although he was rejected when he wanted to take responsibility, that might be the girl's serious attitude towards relationships.

But the slap in the face still comes quickly.

"Qianqian, I'm telling you, you can't keep hiding. What man? Just wait. I have a male best friend who is 185cm tall and has eight-pack abs and is a sports student. I'll call him and have him come to support you."

Lu Ying held the phone, filled with indignation.

Mi Qian did not tell her that the person who confessed to her was her childhood sweetheart whom she had pursued in the past. She only asked her what to do if someone confessed to her but she did not want to agree.

Lu Ying thought that it was some ordinary man pursuing her, and wanted to find a high-quality suitor to repel him.

Mi Qian thought for a moment and said to her:

"Xiaoying, the situation is a little complicated. How about this? You ask him to take a few photos for me and pretend to be my boyfriend. I'll see how to reveal the matter to that person."

"Are you so difficult? It's not enough to just reject me directly, I have to find a fake boyfriend."

Lu Ying asked, feeling something was wrong again.

"Mi Xiaoqian, from your tone, I always feel like you're a little guilty. No, where's your childhood sweetheart? Going directly to him can help improve your relationship."

"I won't talk to you anymore. Bye. I'll treat you to a meal after we've settled the matter. Bye."

Mi Qian's eyes flashed with guilt and she hung up the phone in a hurry.

Direct refusal is indeed useless, but that is not the reason, it is Mi Qian's own problem. She is embarrassed to say no to Qiao Chunqian.

How to say no? Classic words: I'm sorry, I don't like you.

Isn't this funny?

Before what happened that night, she was still chasing after people.

Although Lu Ying had some doubts about the cause and effect of the matter, she would definitely stand on the side of her friend unconditionally.

So, soon, there were a few more selfies in the phone.

Lu Ying’s male best friend is actually her childhood friend. He is a sunny, dark-skinned, enthusiastic puppy.

She has wheat-colored skin, a smile so bright that you can see her throat, and her passion is about to overflow just by looking at the photo.

Mi Qian used her "superb" Photoshop skills to take a photo of the two of them, then set it as her phone screensaver, and found an opportunity to deliberately put the photo within Qiao Chunqian's field of vision.

Mi Qian hasn't replied to him these days, and Qiao Chunqian already feels that things have gone beyond his expectations.

Seeing the photo at this moment, his pupils shrank and he asked, "Qianqian, who is this?"

Mi Qian exclaimed in surprise as if she had discovered that her photo had been exposed, and then a happy smile appeared on her face.

"He is my boyfriend."

"Boy friend?"

Qiao Chunqian's hands were clenched into fists, making crackling sounds.

But soon, he regained his composure, his head slightly lowered, his short hair covering his eyes, his lips tightly pursed, looking a little lost and pitiful.

"Qianqian, when did you get a boyfriend? I didn't know about it, and I never saw you dating him."

Mi Qian blurted out, "We met just two days ago. We were in an online relationship, so you haven't seen it."

"Is that so?" Qiao Chunqian raised his head, his eyes fixed on Mi Qian.

"I just confessed to Qianqian a few days ago, and you promised me to think about it. And the result of your consideration is that you turned around and got a boyfriend?"

"Online romance? Then you have known each other for a long time. If my memory serves me correctly, less than a month ago, Qianqian was still saying that she liked me."

"Then I don't agree. Qianqian, although I am older than you, I will be more tolerant, but emotional issues cannot be tolerated."

Qiao Chunqian raised his head, a smile appeared on his face. He walked forward, put his arm around Mi Qian's waist, then leaned over, put his mouth close to her ear and whispered:

"Qianqian, please edit the photo carefully next time. The one you are holding is a doll from home."

The hot and humid breath blew on Mi Qian's sensitive earlobe. In the blink of an eye, the small area turned blood red, as tempting as a ruby.

Before Qiao Chunqian was about to step back, he paused for a moment and gave her a light kiss on her earlobe.

He spoke fluently and confidently, but it was hard to ignore the sadness in his heart.

She would rather let a stranger be her boyfriend in name only and tell him her rejection in a tactful way.

For a time, Qiao Chunqian felt like a failure and felt inferior.

Mi Qian just stared at Qiao Chunqian as he completed all this. When the people left, she started screaming like a madman in her heart.

'Ahhhhhhhhhh.'

'I actually forgot that I don't have time for a boyfriend.'

'I didn't pay attention when I photoshopped the picture, so I let the secret slip.'

All in all, she was too anxious. The more anxious she was, the more mistakes she made.

Things seemed to be at a stalemate. Mi Qian couldn't refuse directly, nor did she want to agree.

Qiao Chunqian just let her do what she wanted, and now he did more and more carefully the things he did to take care of her before.

It's like I'm adapting to the identity of my boyfriend in advance and enjoying it.

After class, the empty classroom.

Mi Qian lay on the table and wailed. She felt very confused about the current situation. She banged her head back and forth on the table, making a "dong dong" sound.

"Classmate, are you okay?"

A clear and shy voice appeared in her ears.

Mi Qian immediately raised her head, feeling quite embarrassed.

"What a coincidence, classmate Mi Qian."

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, the shy boy felt excited and happy.

"Squad leader? Why are you here?"

Mi Qian was a little surprised that Qin Ling, her high school class monitor, would come to her school.

Hearing her say this, Qin Ling felt a little disappointed, "I was also admitted to this university, don't you know?"

She was so busy chasing people that she had no idea who was in the same school as her.

Mi Qian was a little embarrassed, "What a coincidence, we actually met."

Qin Ling bit his lip. It was not a coincidence. He had been looking for her in school for a long time but couldn't find her.