Wei Ci looked at Jiang Pengji's side face, and her heart couldn't stop being complicated.
It was like a ferocious and bloodthirsty beast that lived on human flesh staring at his fragile neck, its sharp white teeth and a little bit of minced flesh, tick-tock-tick with saliva, and the tip of his nose could smell it coming towards him. The stench of death, the shadow of death always shrouded him, he thought he was going to die, but the next second, the other party turned into a white cat the size of a slap, and gave him a cute and crisp meow...
Probably, that kind of illusion.
"But, why do I always feel that you are deliberately guarding against me? Do I eat people like a Rakshasa?"
Jiang Pengji held her cheeks in confusion, a faint smile on the corners of her lips, as if asking him innocently.
Of course, this is only an illusion.
Wei Ci restrained her mind, her nerves were tense, as if she was facing a great enemy, but she narrated calmly on the surface.
"Little Langjun misunderstood. When did Ci deliberately guard against you? Do not speak too deeply. Ci and Langjun are not familiar with each other, so you should keep a distance."
Jiang Pengji squinted and approached him, Wei Ci's reaction was also very interesting, like a frightened rabbit.
When she saw the other party slammed back, she laughed in her heart. Instead of retreating, she moved forward. She leaned in to whisper in Wei Ci's ear. She was so close, she could clearly feel the shudder of the other party's strength, the kind of fear that could be controlled rationally. And panic, which made her even more curious.
"Wei Zixiao." Jiang Pengji restrained her deliberately feigning innocent voice, returned to her previous cold and serious tone, and said, "I don't know why you are so protective of me, and even fear me like a snake, but I hope you understand one truth— The more clearly you show it, the more you can arouse my curiosity and desire to explore. So, are you avoiding me, or are you playing hard-to-get?"
I don't know which sentence stimulated Wei Ci, and the other party's reaction was about to explode.
thump—
The movement in the corner attracted the attention of others. A young man grabbed Wei Ci's hands with one hand, with an indifferent expression and fierce eyes. On the other hand, Wei Ci, who was imprisoned, was lying on the ground in a little embarrassment, because Struggling or something else, her cheeks were dyed crimson.
With a plop, a student sitting beside Tangquan saw this scene, and was so frightened that he lost the fruit plate in his hand.
Um... what happened
"Sorry, I'm joking, you guys continue with yours."
Jiang Pengji smiled as if no one else was there. The original posture of leaning over and half-kneeling changed to sitting on the knees. She raised her hand to release the hand that imprisoned Wei Ci's wrist. Those with better eyes could clearly see what was left on Wei Ci's wrist. Faintly blue finger marks... It's a bit intense to play.
Wei Ci's chest rose and fell sharply, and her expression dropped to several degrees below zero. She looked at Jiang Pengji with bloodshot eyes.
"You tried to push me away just now, and I reflexively thought you were going to attack me, so I just…"
Spreading her hands, Jiang Pengji looked like "This is not my pot", Wei Ci pursed her lips tightly, and didn't say a word.
Standing up on the ground, Wei Ci ignored the words of concern from others, and strode away from Tangquan Jianzi.
As long as the eyes are not blind, anyone can see the big words on Wei Ci's back - I'm angry!
The culprit who angered Wei Ci, Jiang Pengji was also confused at this time, she didn't take the blame.
She didn't want to offend Wei Ci. After all, he was one of the four disciples of Mr. Yuanjing. He had his own connections in Langya Academy. What are you doing to provoke Wei Ci for no reason
The current situation is that she didn't want to offend Wei Ci, Wei Ci came over to offend her, and finally threw the blame on her.
What a shame!
Oh, you are Xiao Gongju, you have the final say.
The audience in the live broadcast room was quite disappointed. They thought the anchor was going to drive live, but they didn't expect to drive even a toy car.
[Your Yida]: #色, just now the anchor imprisoned the person on the ground with one hand, I thought I was going to drive.
[The anchor confronts me]: I used to think that the domineering president's strong wall was very cliché, but now I understand why such a cliché is still popular... It's all because of the thrill of being conquered at the moment of being beaten!
[The anchor looks at me from the side]: The anchor should be called Didong, right? If you stand on the wall, it is estimated that you can only slam into the chest of others.
Watching the audience talking in the live broadcast room, Jiang Pengji, the party involved, could not help but have an illusion—
She bullied the little prince.
But the problem, she really wasn't so sick.
Not only did the audience in the live broadcast room think so, but even the people watching the live version also thought so.
"Although Zi Xiaosheng is beautiful, he is a real man." The person who was close to Jiang Pengji came over, not knowing whether it was schadenfreude or something else, "Although there are many Qi brothers, Xiao Langjun is still young at this age. some."
After speaking, he raised his eyebrows at her, conveying a look that a man could understand.
After Jiang Pengji heard this, her face darkened.
When Wei Ci left Tang Quanzi, the cold wind blew outside, which made his feverish brain more than half awake.
As Jiang Pengji said, if he behaved as usual and didn't show any strangeness, the other party probably wouldn't even look at him, which was exactly what he wanted. But he hadn't made sufficient psychological preparations, and he showed an abnormality, which then attracted the attention of the other party.
Now this situation is completely contrary to his original plan.
Standing dazedly under the corridor, the bright white moon in the sky was reflected on the pond.
Calm down, but he doesn't plan to go back here, he is afraid that he will show his fault.
God knows, Jiang Pengji's words just now made his whole body stand on end with fright, and his soul almost split.
"It's fine, just wait for it."
Wei Ci calmed down for a while, and gave herself enough psychological hints, until he felt that he could face Jiang Pengji normally, and then he returned to Tang Quanzi. Just opened the door, but saw that there was no one inside, and there were some wine tokens scattered on the low table.
He stared at the empty Tang Quanzi and was stunned, "Where's the person?"
Going to do something.
Jiang Pengji felt that there were a lot of things today.
Especially after she was "wrongly wronged" by Xiao Gongju Wei Ci, and then something came to her door.
This time, it was an off-site rescue from my friend Feng Jin. When she arrived, things were already a little big. The originally handsome Feng Jin boy was angry, his face was painted, and the bruises and bruises were there. Zhang Baiyu's ordinary face looked very dazzling.
Feng Jin is the second son of Zhongshu Ling Fengren, who would have the guts to hit him and hit him in the face
Jiang Pengji saw that Feng Jin not only had an injury on his face, but his arm was also cut with a knife, almost dyeing half of his arm red, and he was so angry.
"Where did the bastard come from, who dares to beat even the man under the cover of the young master?"