Adorable wife sultry: Mr. Ye, don't mess around

Chapter 133 The Kiss on the Forehead
Taking a deep look at Ye Yuhuan, Jiang Heyan turned around and left.

Yu Huan, we have a long time to come, I will not give up!

Unlike his sinking face, Wen Zisheng is overjoyed now.

When he saw Jiang Heyan coming to look for Ye Yuhuan, he felt uneasy, but he didn't expect that Ye Yuhuan not only did not leave him to go with Jiang Heyan, but instead said that she loved him now.

The current Wen Zisheng is like drinking a large glass of cold sour plum soup in the midsummer, and his heart is so sweet that it is about to bubble.

"Yuhuan... Is what you said true? I'm the one you love now, right? I'm so happy, Yuhuan, I can't wait to share my happiness with the whole world."

Looking at Wen Zisheng who was smiling like a child, Ye Yuhuan wanted to laugh but also felt sad.

In order to hurt Jiang Heyan, she said that sentence, but the question Jiang Heyan asked before leaving still echoed in her mind.

"Yu Huan, ask your heart, do you still love me?" Jiang Heyan's words directly exposed the deepest disguise in her heart.

Even if she said the most hated words, her heart would still throb because of Jiang Heyan. Ye Yuhuan couldn't deny this. She could lie to Jiang Heyan and Wen Zisheng, but she couldn't lie to her heart.

It must be because of hate.

Ye Yuhuan found a reason for her heartbeat, it must be because Jiang Heyan hurt her too much, when she saw him, her heartbeat would speed up so much.

Wen Zisheng was so happy that he didn't know what to do, but he carefully noticed that Ye Yuhuan was not in a good mood right now.

"Yu Huan, don't let that guy affect your mood. Let's go out for dinner. I'll accompany you wherever you want."

Wen Zisheng asked in a low voice, even if Ye Yuhuan asked him to go to hell with him, he would be willing.

Ye Yuhuan rubbed her temples, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry senior, I feel a little tired, why don't we change it to another day."

Wen Zisheng was a little disappointed, but how could he, who was gentle, have the heart to force the uncomfortable Ye Yuhuan to stay with him.

"Okay, then I'll take you back to the dormitory, you go to bed early."

The two walked side by side on the small road on the campus, and it was an enviable scenery in the eyes of others.

Arriving downstairs in the girls' dormitory, Wen Zisheng looked at Ye Yuhuan reluctantly: "I really hate to let you go up, but you need to rest well, Yuhuan...I...can I kiss you?"

Infinite tenderness stirred in Wen Zisheng's heart. He wished he could hug Ye Yuhuan and announce to the whole world that she loved him, but he didn't dare to be rude. Looking at Ye Yuhuan's fair face and delicate lips, he couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart .

Ye Yuhuan was a little surprised. Wen Zisheng had always respected her very much before and never made any further demands, but looking at his sincere eyes, Ye Yuhuan understood that it was Wen Zisheng who wanted to express his love for her.

On every university campus, kissing downstairs in the dormitory seems to be the repertoire of couples. People in love are reluctant to separate for a second, and even the dormitory aunt is no stranger to it.

Ye Yuhuan thought, since she said that, she really must forget Jiang Heyan as soon as possible, and be with Wen Zisheng wholeheartedly, otherwise it would be unfair to Wen Zisheng.

And the best way to forget a person is to let another person take his place.

Ye Yuhuan nodded solemnly and closed her eyes.

But what was waiting was Wen Zisheng's kiss on her forehead.

Ye Yuhuan opened her eyes in confusion, did she misunderstand Wen Zisheng's meaning because of her self-indulgence?
Wen Zisheng gently pinned Ye Yuhuan's black hair behind her ears: "Yuhuan, I know you can't let go completely now, and I'm willing to wait for the day when you can fully accept me."

How could such an understanding Wen Zisheng not move Ye Yuhuan.

"Okay, go up and rest quickly, take care of yourself, and don't worry me." Wen Zisheng stretched out his hand and patted Ye Yuhuan's head, like a big brother next door, watching Ye Yuhuan enter the dormitory building.

Just as Wen Zisheng turned to leave, a timid voice suddenly came from behind: "Senior Wen..."

Wen Zisheng turned around and saw a thin and frail girl, wearing a long white cotton dress, with slightly yellowish hair, she looked like a kitten.

"Senior Wen, hello, my name is Qiao Chuchu, do you remember me?" The girl looked at Wen Zisheng expectantly with her big eyes shining.

Wen Zisheng thought about it, but he didn't have any impression of her at all. He could only see Ye Yuhuan on weekdays, and he didn't pay attention to the other girls in the school at all.

The girl in front of me really has no impression.

"Sorry, I don't seem to know you." Wen Zisheng nodded politely and wanted to leave.

Disappointment flashed in the girl's eyes, but she quickly mustered up her courage: "Senior Wen, do you still remember that you saved someone at the school gate last month?"

Wen Zisheng tried his best to recall that last month, he seemed to be on the side of the road, pulling a girl who was almost hit by a car. Pass.

Qiao Chuchu clenched her fists: "Senior Wen, I am the girl whose life was saved by you, do you remember me?"

"Oh, so it's you, as long as you're fine." Wen Zisheng smiled, indeed, he had no impression of what the girl he pulled at that time looked like, but since Qiao Chuchu sincerely came to thank him, he should respond politely .

Thinking that Wen Zisheng remembered him, Qiao Chuchu laughed loudly: "I knew Senior Wen would not forget me."

Wen Zisheng didn't want to talk any more, he raised his hand and looked at his watch: "If you have nothing else to do, I'm leaving."

Qiao Chuchu quickly grabbed his sleeve and blushed: "Senior Wen, I've always wanted to treat you to a meal and thank you very much. After all, you are my savior. I wonder if you will show me your face?"

"No, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Anyone would help, so you don't have to take it to heart."

After being declined by Wen Zisheng, Qiao Chuchu didn't give up. She thought for a while and asked, "Then, Senior Wen, can you add your WeChat account to me?"

Wen Zisheng looked at her, Qiao Chuchu lowered his head, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Well... I want to... I want to ask my senior for advice if I encounter something I don't understand in homework..."

Wen Zisheng is not a fool. Qiao Chuchu's intentions are obvious, and he probably has other thoughts about him.

"I have a girlfriend. My girlfriend doesn't like me adding other girls' WeChat messages. I'm sorry. If you really need it, you can go to your teacher. I believe they will be happy to answer your questions."

(End of this chapter)