[Free and easy fishing style female knight x cold and coquettish Mr. Gui]
Ming Zhi was surrounded by admirers, and she truly loved everyone until she met the most special person.
It was a fragrant afternoon in the summer wind. Ming Zhi went to settle accounts with the class next door. Ji Suixi leaned on the door frame with a cold face. She looked arrogant and aloof. Her words were threats, so she responded with provocation.
Ji Suixi was already familiar with Ming Zhi's name even before she met her. The brother burst into tears after being rejected by her. Ji Suixi saw through the trick at a glance and secretly sneered: Only fools would fall for her bait.
Later, Ming Zhi learned that her most annoying stepsister liked Ji Suixi, and saw that his family background was prominent, so she poked his fingertips through the petals, "Can we be friends?"
"Who are you?" Ji Suixi's expression was cold, and under the green shade, his eyes turned silver.
She felt very excited.
For a while, everyone in the next class was laughing at Ming Zhi, who couldn't reach the level of Ji Xueshen.
Ming Zhi also laughed after hearing this: "He and I are in heaven and on earth. I am in heaven."
Ji Suixi was trapped in the hopeless snow season, but Ming Zhi pried open his shell, the morning mist poured in, and the butterfly wings echoed among the green lotuses, like the last dream in this life.
"I want to play the role of the eldest lady who needs a puppy." Ming Zhi stood on tiptoe and whispered in Ji Suixi's ear, "What should I do?"
He lowered his head and made some ripples, "Do you need me?"
Do you only need me?
When his selfish desires grew stronger along with the dull pain, Ji Suixi left a sentence: "It's meaningless, I'll never see you again until death." The world disappeared.
Three years later, Ming Zhi became a popular singer. At a banquet, she had a great conversation with her ideal type, but was suddenly blindfolded from behind.
The man had a cold air, as if he had just crawled back from the ground, "They are the damn third party."
He buried himself in the crook of her neck, his lips touching the beating pulse, and his voice was low and hoarse, "Zhizhi, I'm cold."
He｜Youth Campus｜Pull
Intention: The mountains are high and the road is far away, I just want to be your believer