Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

It is certainly a happy thing when the gift you give is expected and liked by the other party.

Ruan Xingchen's eyes showed a faint smile, and he waved at her: "I have something to do at the next campus today, so I'll leave first. You go and do your work."

He Caiwei nodded and watched her leave with a smile on her face.

When he saw her slim figure disappear from his sight, his eyes turned cold in an instant.

Her palms were clenched, and there was a coldness in her eyes, and her resentment was almost overwhelming.

No one has ever been able to continue to enjoy glory after making her lose face like this.

Sooner or later, she would make Ruan Xingchen regret the embarrassing behavior she had done that day.

With anger, he turned his head to look at the dormitory door that Ruan Xingchen had just come out of. The dark light in his eyes became even darker. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked it hard: "Damn it!"

Just then, heavy footsteps were heard nearby, accompanied by some heavy breathing.

Turning my head, I saw a girl wearing a white short-sleeved shirt that was slightly yellowed by washing and simple jeans, carrying a big bag of things.

She wore outdated glasses on her nose, big beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she walked with her head down, carrying the things with difficulty.

Her clothes and rustic appearance all revealed her poverty.

There was a hint of contempt in He Caiwei's eyes. She was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly she stopped as if she remembered something.

"Senior."

With a warm and pure smile on her face, she quickly walked over, lowered her head gracefully, and said with a smile, "Are you the graduate student who lives in this dormitory? I'm from the dormitory next door. I'm a freshman who just arrived this year. My name is He Caiwei."

She smiled and stretched out her hand, saying gently, "Senior, how can you carry such a heavy thing by yourself? Let me help you!"

After carrying the heavy bag all the way, Sun Chunli felt sweating profusely and her whole body was sore and tired.

Without looking in the mirror, she could guess how miserable she looked now.

But she had long been accustomed to this kind of embarrassment, just as poverty had always been with her.

From a poor mountain village to becoming a graduate student at H University, she has paid so much.

The students here are all bright and energetic. The girls dress fashionably and beautifully, forming a beautiful landscape on campus.

And she was destined to continue her simple and shabby life, burying her head in study, just to have a bright and decent life after graduation, to take root in this prosperous and beautiful city, and never return to that poor and backward place.

Sun Chunliu was used to living alone with his head down and not interacting with anyone.

When she heard the clear and gentle voice, she didn't even realize that the voice was speaking to her at first. She just kept walking forward with her head down.

Only when He Caiwei stood in front of her did she stop and stare blankly at the white and slender calf that appeared in her sight.

Her eyes moved upwards, passing by a skirt and handbag whose brands she didn't know but were obviously expensive, and finally stopped on a face with a smile and kindness.

Sun Chunliu pursed her lips awkwardly, her cheeks flushed unconsciously.

With a bit of inferiority, she pointed to the tip of her nose and asked with a little doubt: "You, are you talking to me?"

A few days after school started, she had an impression of He Caiwei.

The only freshman in the graduate female dormitory is quite famous.

Occasionally, she heard the girls discussing how expensive the dress He Caiwei was wearing was, and how any bag or accessory she had on her hand cost an astronomical amount that she couldn't even imagine.

What's more, this schoolmate is very beautiful and has the proud and dignified air of a rich and beautiful woman.

Even though he was just a freshman, he was already a famous figure in the school.

Sun Chunliu had passed her several times before. It was hard for him to imagine that he would have any intersection with such a person, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

She rubbed her sweaty palms on her body twice, then tentatively extended her hand and said nervously, "Hello."

There was a flash of disgust in He Caiwei's eyes.

She wished she could rush back to the dormitory and wash her hands thoroughly.

How could this woman's hands be so rough? They almost scratched her delicate skin.

And it was holding a bag just now. Who knows what this hand has done and how dirty it is.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to control her expression and maintain a superficial smile: "Senior, let me help you carry the things in!"

She repeated her request.

Sun Chunliu was flattered for a moment, and quickly waved his hand, refusing: "It's okay, I'm used to doing work, and these things are not particularly heavy..."

She glanced at He Caiwei, shook her head, and said bluntly, "You look spoiled, you have thin arms and legs, and you have very little strength. You can't lift it."

He Caiwei could hardly hold back the smile on her face.

What do you mean?

She condescended to help, and this woman still despised her, didn't she?!

Gritting her teeth, she tried to remain kind and said with a smile, "It's true that I don't have much strength, but you're also a girl. How can I just watch you suffer so much?"