It has been a long time since I have been so close to Yue Zheng like this.
The last memory of their intimacy was ten years ago, when she was hiding from an ambush in his room and accidentally fell and he applied medicine for her.
He didn't like her at that time. He always liked to tease her, speak harshly to her, and make her cry.
But she liked him so much at that time.
I like him inexplicably, I like to follow him, I like to cause trouble for him, I like to argue with him.
She even thought about telling her godmother, daddy, and mommy that she didn't want to marry Brother Youyou, but wanted to marry Anan.
However, after a week of bickering and cold war between the two, when she came to the Lu family again, he had left for Europe without saying goodbye.
Not even a hello.
At that moment, the young Mu'er deeply understood that in the heart of Yue Zheng, the second young master of the Lu family, she, Qiao Mu'er, was not important at all.
The girl, who was still very young, didn't understand what it meant to be sentimental, but she had already experienced the deep sadness and embarrassment.
From then on, he didn't return home, and she didn't go to see him, and she even deliberately avoided Europe when going out to play.
She just needs to be a well-behaved fiancée of Brother Youyou.
In particular, as time went by, Yue Zheng could find various reasons not to return to China every year.
Oh, not really. The only time he came back was during the Spring Festival that year when she was not in the country. She went to Country S with her daddy and mommy to visit her younger brother.
And that year, Yue Zheng came back.
From then on, Qiao Muer became even more certain that Yue Zheng was avoiding her.
No, it's not that I'm hiding, but I just don't want to see her.
"You, what are you going to do..." Qiao Muer's thoughts that had run away were pulled back, and she looked at the handsome face that was magnified in front of her with a vigilant look.
His cold and graceful facial features were a bit sharper than when he was a teenager.
The azure pupils narrowed slightly, and a hint of emotion flashed across the narrow and long phoenix eyes that made it increasingly difficult for her to see clearly.
Qiao Muer's figure was petite, while Yue Zheng was tall and straight. He leaned over and covered her, almost completely covering her.
The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, so close that from Qiao Muer's perspective, she could clearly see the cold light flashing in Yue Zheng's blue eyes.
Too close...
An indescribable feeling emerged from the bottom of her heart, filling her heart with sourness and swelling.
Qiao Muer's thick eyelashes blinked uncontrollably, her face flushed and even hot.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but even breathing became difficult.
She clearly told herself not to let her imagination run wild and to stop treating him as someone special... But when Yue Zheng really got close to her, Qiao Muer suddenly became unlike herself.
The fingers that were holding the backpack straps curled up unconsciously.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, a blush appeared on her cheeks, and the girl closed her eyes uncontrollably.
In the shadow, Yue Ze could see her crystal clear skin, with a pink hue.
There are also closed eyes, trembling eyelashes, and even stained with suspicious dewdrops.
Is she crying
Were you scared by him
The cold light under the dark blue pupils flickered.
He stared at the girl who closed her eyes and seemed very scared. After a few seconds, he suddenly stretched out his slender fingers and hooked the bow tie on her chest.
"Your school uniform tie is loose." The man's voice was so cold that it was devoid of warmth.
Qiao Muer opened her eyes, looking puzzled.
A hint of impatience appeared on Yue Zheng's cold face.
He tied her bow tie, and his cool fingertips touched her collarbone through her collar.
It was clearly a cold touch, but Qiao Muer felt it was hot.
"I, I can do it myself..." Although she felt strange, Qiao Muer's brain didn't have time to think at this time, and she subconsciously wanted him to stay away.
However, Yue Zheng ignored her. He pressed her down on the seat with his large body, his brows full of coldness. He grabbed her tie with his slender fingers and moved very close to her.
"If you can do it yourself, you won't loose it..." His low and cold breath hit her ears, "Qiao Muer, you are really a trouble."
The next chapter will be before 19:00, the beginning will be slow (to be continued)