The girl, who was originally curled up in the seat, blushed instantly.
Even his neck was dyed red by the stuffiness rising in his chest.
He was the one who knocked her down for no apparent reason. What did her loose tie have to do with him? What right did he have to call her troublesome
"I said I can tie it myself, so I can tie it myself. I never asked you for help, so I don't need you to pretend to be kind." Qiao Muer's slender fingers rushed to grab the bow tie on her chest.
She was not a cowardly and aggrieved young wife at all. Instead, she was a little princess who was spoiled by her family since she was a child.
Even her godmother Yue Xinluo loved her very much.
When Qiao Muer was little, her temper was many times more arrogant than it is now. She had never been easily bullied.
Only Yue Zheng has bullied her since she was a child.
The girl's eyes turned red with anxiety, her fair face was flushed, and her almond-shaped eyes were watery and flickering faintly.
She had never thought about what the situation was like, whether her and Yue Zheng's actions were too intimate or too close.
Qiao Muer was angry and wanted to snatch back her bow tie, but the bow tie was clearly already held by Yue Zheng's slender fingers and was about to be tied.
She wanted to snatch it, but with Yue Zheng's personality, he naturally wouldn't give it to her.
Their fingers intertwined and touched each other. Yue Zheng's hands were much bigger than hers, and Qiao Muer couldn't grab them at all.
In the end, Qiao Muer tried to grab it for a long time but failed. In desperation, she pressed down on the back of Yue Ze's bony hand and pulled it down hard.
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The bow tie finally couldn't stand the struggle and hung on Qiao Muer's index finger, and was "brutally" snatched away by her.
At the same time, because the bow tie was pulled off roughly, the two buttons on the collar of the school uniform were directly broken off.
Except for the top button which was still fastened securely, the second and third buttons of the white summer school uniform had been broken and flown away in the scramble just now.
The cold air from the air conditioner in the car made the girl feel a chill on her chest.
The milky white skin was exposed, so dazzling in the morning sun that it was almost blinding.
But this is not the most fatal thing.
What makes people feel even more tempting is the touch under the palm.
That's right... When Qiao Muer pressed Yue Zheng's palm down in an attempt to snatch the bow tie from his hand, it also indirectly caused Yue Zheng's palm to passively slide down along her collar.
The big palm, as luck would have it, landed on her left atrium.
The slender white fingers opened and pressed just on the soft spot.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
The air was getting cooler and cooler, but Qiao Muer seemed to not feel a trace of cold air. Instead, she felt that her whole body was immersed in a steamy heat.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Why doesn't he let go
Qiao Muer, who wanted to play dead, pretend that she felt nothing, and pretend that she was having fun and didn't know anything, didn't even have the chance to be an ostrich.
Not only did Yue Zheng not take his hand away, she even felt that he seemed to be pinching and kneading it.
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Qiao Muer's almond-shaped eyes opened wide.
Damn Yue Zheng, is he taking advantage of her
"You, let go... Don't you know what it means to not look at or touch something inappropriate?" Qiao Muer finally reacted, and ruthlessly took away Yue Zheng's big hand, and pulled her school uniform forward, trying to cover up the spring light that had accidentally leaked out.
Yue Zheng, whose hand was slapped away by her, seemed a little different from his usual cold and handsome self.
The man's deep blue eyes sank slightly, and he subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at his palm.
Qiao Muer looked around, looking for the broken button.
In the end, he didn't find the button, but he happened to see Yue Zheng's expression.
Her face turned slightly red, and she scolded, "Are you still savoring it? No, no ...
Next chapter around 0 o'clock (to be continued)