When Luo Yujun opened the door and went in, he saw her lying sprawled on the ground, her small face wrinkled into a ball.
"Why, so excited to see me? Is this a big gift?" He raised his eyebrows, and put the milk powder on the table while teasing, "Look at your memory, you forgot to take everything."
"Oh, thank you..." Li Mengshan muttered softly, struggling to sit up from the ground, "I'll trouble you to make a trip at this late hour... Actually, it's okay, you can call me, I'll get it tomorrow..."
As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, because Luo Yujun's face became a little ugly: "Oh, since you don't want to see me so much, then I'm leaving."
Those who deliver milk powder are all excuses, he just wants to be alone with her and have a good talk. When he was in class, he could see her every day, but after the summer vacation, he saw her much less often.
Moreover, this girl had been avoiding him for a while, and she only got better after talking about it that night. It's just that although he promised her, he could wait—but the girl refused to say how long he would wait, which made him a little annoyed.
"No, I didn't mean that..." Li Mengshan quickly grabbed his hand, "I just think it's too much trouble for you..."
"Do you still need to use the word trouble between me and you?" Luo Yujun's eyes fell on her hands, and then on her deep and charming eyes, "My heart for you, Don't you know? Does it make me sad if you have to have a relationship with me like this? "
"I see, I'm sorry." Seeing that he was upset again, Li Mengshan had to apologize softly, "I... I didn't want to have a relationship with you..."
She wanted to tell him, hurry up and stay with me!
However, she couldn't say it... She always felt that she was a little too enthusiastic and unrestrained.
Just when she was hesitating, Luo Yujun moved closer to her: "You haven't given me a time and deadline for that matter."
"That... that... the time is probably..." Li Mengshan bit her lower lip, she wanted to say that the time is now, but there was another knock on the door.
"Mengshan, are you in there?" It was Li Minhao's voice, sounding a little tired.
"Brother, I'm here!" Li Mengshan quickly broke free from Luo Yujun's hand, and ran to open the door.
Seeing Li Minhao standing outside the door with a haggard face and a dejected expression, as if he had nowhere to confide in, Li Mengshan couldn't help feeling distressed and quickly took his hand: "Brother, if you have anything to say, come in and say it!"
Li Minhao sighed, just when he walked into the room, he saw Luo Yujun: "You... why are you here so late?"
Luo Yujun took it for granted: "Talk about life, talk about ideals!"
Then, he waved his hand at them, and walked out of the room without changing his face or heartbeat. He had completely forgotten how he had prevented Ke Jingheng from plotting against his sister just a few minutes ago.
In fact, he came here to plot against Li Mengshan...
But there is no way, he is the same as Luo Yichen, he is a master who only needs the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light lamps.
Li Minhao sat in front of the desk for a long time without speaking, just sighed incessantly. Li Mengshan knew that he was suffering, so she could only pat him on the shoulder comfortingly, without daring to say a word.