Beautiful and charming, all-rounder, only wants 1v1

Jiang Huai's expression, like a heartbroken puppy begging for shelter, was shocking enough, not to mention the words that came out of his mouth.

Sheng Xia Li was stunned for a moment and wanted to withdraw his hand, "I'll just pretend I didn't hear it."

But Jiang Huai pulled her wrist, forcing Sheng Xia Li to bend down and lower her head. She was afraid of falling, so she subconsciously knelt on one knee between his legs.

Sheng Xia Li frowned slightly, looking annoyed: "Jiang Huai and!"

His dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with a deep darkness. "I'm sorry. Don't go."

In the middle of summer, pupils shrink slightly and breathing slows down a lot.

It's too close... it's too close.

Jiang Huai and Perfect perfectly fit the image of first love in the public's mind. He is handsome, tall, and even cold, but all of this polishes him.

She also had an unforgettable experience.

"Jiang Huaiyu." The voice spit out from between his teeth: "Don't seduce me again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sheng Xia Li realized that she had said the wrong thing. She bit her lip in annoyance, avoided his eyes, and concealed her emotions, "Let go!"

"Xia Xia." His eyes were dark and bright: "Have you ever fallen in love with me?"

"No!" she said firmly, "I just made a slip of the tongue..."

However, her waist was pulled down, Jiang Huaiyu's arms pressed her lower back, and he raised his head to kiss her.

His lips were blocked, and the subsequent complete denial was also blocked.

In the midsummer, a wave of turmoil surged in my heart, and for some reason, some strange fragments flashed through my mind. In the darkness, in the locker room, on the big sofa.

While she was distracted and gasping for breath, her lips were opened and he slid in, hooking her arms around him with familiarity.

This guy... is quite good at kissing.

Shengxiali's face was flushed, and his left wrist was tightly pinched, unable to struggle free.

To outsiders, this terrible posture seemed more like she was forcing Jiang Huai to.

What the hell—

She opened her mouth and bit the other person's tongue as he wanted to go further.

Jiang Huai felt pain and let her go.

Sheng Xia Li got rid of the woman-on-top position, took a few steps back, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and said angrily, "Jiang Huaiyu! Let's not meet again."

This is better for everyone. Her plan won't change because of anyone unless she regrets it, but so far, so good.

She doesn't want to change anything.

Jiang Huaiyu's lips were bitten by her and were red, making him look more like a victim.

He stood up and looked at her dimly, "In the middle of summer."

“…Don’t come over here.”

In the midsummer, his steps slowed down slightly, and he turned to run away, but was easily grabbed by the wrist.

Jiang Huaiyu hugged her and put his arm around her waist. She couldn't break free. Her face was pressed against his shoulder, her eyes wide with fear and helplessness. "Don't bother me."

“But what should I do…” He held her trembling back, his eyelashes drooping, covering the deep thoughts inside, and whispered: “I like you so much.

Xia Xia.

Did you ever like me?

Shengxiali felt her chest being hit hard by an invisible force, which made her panic.

"Have you said it? Jiang Huaiyu, let me go!"

He stroked her increasingly messy hair, panting, holding her face, lowering his head to block her resistance again.

"Um!"

In the middle of summer, I was being held tightly, unable to break free. I finally managed to find a little space, "Jiang..."

It was swallowed up by even more turbulent waves.

She was panicked, uneasy, and her heart was pounding.

But no, this is not right!

He was a little fierce, and the kiss made me cry in the middle of summer. My eyes were blurry with tears, and it seemed as if a heavy darkness was pressing down on my head.

She seemed to remember that day more than two months ago...it was not Gu Qifeng, but Jiang Huaiyu.

This guy actually made the mistake!

She struggled more and more violently, and Jiang Huai suppressed his emotions and gradually let her go.

He was pushed hard, and then his face tilted to the side, feeling a little painful.

Sheng Xia Li slapped him, tears still rolling down the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were full of anger, surprisingly bright.

"Jiang Huaiyu, what's the difference between you and Pei Chi?"

Jiang Huaiyu paused and looked at her.

"So what you call liking me is all the same. As long as I clearly refuse, you will treat me harshly, regardless of whether I like it or not. Have you ever respected me? I said I have a boyfriend and there's no way I can accept you. In your eyes, I'm just an object you can cuddle at will? Do I have to endure your liking?"

Sheng Xia Li was panting with tears in her eyes, staring at the other person without blinking, "I hate all self-righteous people! Jiang Huaiyu, don't bother me again! I will only say these words once."

She looked at Jiang Huaiyu, and seeing that he didn't move, she slowly backed away, ready to escape at any time.

"Xia Xia..."

He wanted to reach out, but the words were icy cold. He had never thought of it that way before, and it was impossible for him to think the same way as Pei Chi.

But every day, he was so sad.

I want to hug her, hold her hand, and go home together.

"sorry."

His hands dropped to his sides, and he no longer had the energy to take a step forward. His eyes were dark, and he whispered, "Don't hate me."

"I will stay away from you."

In response to him, the girl turned and left.

She stabbed him in the heart without mercy.

I can still feel her warmth, but my arms feel empty.

There is no sunshine here anymore, it's so cold.

……

The area behind the teaching building was so desolate, there was no one around.

Back under the sun, she silently wiped away the tears from her eyes in the middle of summer, avoided the probing gazes of others, and finally hid in the women's restroom.

She stood in front of the mirror, washed her hands, and carefully wiped her eyelashes with a tissue.

No makeup came off. The mascara that Pepe recommended last time is really good.

She stared at herself blankly, then looked at the sky outside the window. The sun clearly couldn't reach her at the moment, but she still blocked it with her hands because it was so dazzling.

After finally talking things through with Jiang Huai, she should be feeling relaxed, but why does she always feel empty?

She took out her cell phone, clicked on Gu Qifeng's number, her fingertip hovered for a while, then she withdrew and called Jiang Peipei.

She urgently needed to find someone or something to vent her emotions.

However, as soon as the call was connected, she knew that her best friend was also in dire straits.

"Wuwuwuwu!" Jiang Peipei cried miserably: "I'm heartbroken!"

The emotions that had been brewing in the summer were interrupted. She opened her mouth, but her nasal cavity was blocked and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Who dares to dump you?"

"It's that handsome guy I played games with last time! I treated him to dinner, a movie, and even sex, but as soon as he saw the tools I pulled out, he ran away... and even blacklisted me..."

Jiang Peipei took a day off and rolled around in bed, half dead. "I said I wanted to play this, and he agreed, but he still ran away. He left me alone in the hotel..."

Sheng Xia Li mourned for her silently: "The next one is better. This kind of person can't even grasp the beautiful and rich woman. Be good and don't think about him."

"That's what I said, but I'm still very sad, wuwuwuwu!"

Jiang Peipei cried for a while, "Xia Xia, why does your voice sound weird? Are you crying for me?"

"No." Sheng Xia Li sniffed calmly and said, "I was wondering if there is any way to make me less popular."

"...in the middle of summer."

Jiang Peipei was silent for a moment, her voice filled with emotion on the verge of exploding: "I just broke up, and you're acting so arrogantly!"

"That was not what I meant."

Shengxiali patted his forehead and passed on his disappointment, "Pepe, I want to see you."

"Even if you don't tell me, I will call you over."

This wasn't Jiang Peipei's first breakup, nor was she the type to cry secretly in the middle of the night. She wanted to let out her emotions right then and there, and then embrace the next spring. "So, let's go to the bar tonight and get drunk—no."

Thinking of the last incident with the twins, Jiang Peipei changed her words: "Come to my house, and don't leave until you're drunk!"