his little warmth

Chapter 138 You are pretty good

Yicheng University.

The sun was shining brightly in June, the crowds were noisy, and the school’s annual graduation ceremony was particularly lively.

In the school auditorium.

The air conditioner spits out a little bit of cold air, dissipating the heat and bringing you coolness.

The outstanding graduate representatives were delivering speeches on the stage. The speech looking forward to the future was full of passion and successfully aroused everyone's interest.

Jiang Nuanxing and Ling Huan were also sitting in the audience, feeling the excitement around them.

Not long after, with a burst of loud applause, the speech on the stage came to an end, and the leader called the last student representative to the stage to make a summary.

Jiang Nuanxing heard the sound, fixed the camera, and quickly woke up the sleepy Ling Huan next to him.

However, before the words were spoken, the next second, the crowd became very noisy as if unified, and many girls in the audience screamed uncontrollably.

"..."

Ling Huan was immediately woken up, patted his face, straightened his expression, and asked, "Is it Brother Jiang Liu's turn to play?"

Jiang Nuanxing nodded excitedly and stood up with the camera: "Huanhuan, I have to go ahead and take pictures. Do you want to come with me?"

Ling Huan stiffened and waved her hand decisively to refuse.

If Jiang Nuanxing is a little fairy, then Jiang Liu is a god.

After the embarrassing experience of the first two times, she, a mortal, did not dare to get too close to the gods.

Afraid of tarnishing!
Jiang Nuanxing didn't know what she was thinking, so he walked to the front of the stage with small steps.

At this time, the cheers in the stadium became louder and louder, and everyone was eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the protagonist.

Only Ling Huan yawned sleepily, eyes filled with mist.

The man walked out with his hazy vision.

Ling Huan was stunned and looked up.

He seems to be very suitable for wearing white clothes. The well-cut white shirt makes him look cool and noble. His skin color is also extremely white, his profile is chiseled, and his gentle eyebrows are wrapped in a smile.

He was as handsome and handsome as an immortal who had just descended from the earth.

And the roaring audience below are all his believers.

Ling Huan was in a daze for a moment before coming back to his senses, silently closing his eyes and reflecting: Oh, mortals just can't stand the temptation! Sin, sin, sin!

Jiang Liu leaned slightly on the stage, and his magnetic voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.

The whole place was silent, and everyone was listening to him attentively. Jiang Nuanxing was busy like a little bee, standing in front of him and taking pictures from different angles.

Ling Huan, on the other hand, felt sleepy as he listened to this low and flowing tone, and even fell asleep again without realizing it.

When he woke up again, he saw Jiang Liu's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile.

Ling Huan immediately woke up with a startle. He looked around and saw that everyone around him was gone.

"..."

This is so sudden.

Ling Huan laughed a few times and said hello bravely: "Ah hahahaha, Brother Jiang Liu... are you done? Time flies so fast! Hahaha..."

The air was silent.

"..."

Ling Huan wisely closed his mouth and looked down at the floor.

Ah, maybe digging a tunnel to escape is just that.

Jiang Liu finally couldn't help but smile slightly: "No, actually you woke up just right, and you pinched it pretty well."

A teasing tone full of ridicule.

Ling Huan had just fallen asleep and her head was still dizzy when she heard Jiang Liu compliment her that she was pretty good.

I subconsciously replied with a thank you.

"..."

"You're pretty good."

"Thank you."

"..."

Ling Huan was calm on the surface, but screamed inwardly.

Ahhhhhh what on earth did she say! !
Why don't you pretend to be dead.

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and the laughter from above became heavier.

The gentle and jade-like man makes people feel like a spring breeze when he smiles.

Ling Huan pulled her lips, feeling helpless. Facts proved that she had lost all her face.

Fortunately, Jiang Nuanxing appeared in time holding the camera, and the girl's soft voice eased the embarrassment.

"Brother, why are you so slow? We have to take graduation photos!"

(End of this chapter)