Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"No."

"Don't hide it, I know you want to see it."

"..."

"For the sake of you being my best friend, I can show you... If you want, I can make a generous photocopy of it for you as a souvenir." Get out your sketchbook.

Jing Jiaren had no choice but to take it and take a look.

When get out of class is over, there are many people coming and going.

Jing Jiaren leaned on the handrail by the stairs and turned over...

The man's face was handsome and deep, with a high nose bridge and a slightly curved curvature, like a Nazi officer who came out of an old movie, full of compelling and profound heroism.

His eyes are the most beautiful place, with thick and curly upper eyelashes, well-defined lower eyelashes, thick eyebrows and thin lips.

On his neck, a Western-style Chinese concentric lock added a touch of mystery to him.

When he opened another one, his right hand rested his chin casually, his phalanges were clearly defined, noble and elegant, and exuded a rebellious evil spirit.

It's just a sketch, but the man's gaze is so sharp that it can penetrate...

Jing Jiaren stared carefully at her eyes for a few times, as if a powerful force was dragging her.

With a sudden loosening of his hands, the sketchbook fell to the ground.

Mengkui hurriedly picked it up, patting away the dust that might not be on it: "What's wrong with you?"

Jing Jiaren's heart was beating violently, she pursed her lips: "It's nothing."

Strange, it's a weird feeling...

It was as if Ximen Longting's eyes were carrying electric current, hitting her heart.

"You don't fall in love with Ximen Longting at first sight, do you?" Mengkui said with a funny face, "We are good friends, I can share it with you...so we have more common hobbies."

Jing Jiaren shook her head: "No, I suddenly felt a little dizzy."

"Uh... you're not feeling well?"

Suddenly a large bouquet of flowers squeezed into the sight of the two women, and there was a man standing in front of them, looking embarrassed: "Are you Jing Jia from the violin class?"

"..."

"I think this bouquet of tulips is very suitable for you...my name is..."

"Mengkui, let's go." Jing Jiaren brushed aside the bouquet of flowers lightly, and before the other party could introduce her, she had already dragged Mengkui who was stunned downstairs, leaving the boy holding a large bouquet of flowers, He froze on the spot with a look of bewilderment.

"Beauty, this is already... one, two, thirdly, four!" Meng Kui held the sketchbook in one hand and counted exaggeratedly with the other, "The fourth, in a short time, this is the fourth confession to you. "

"..."

"Do you want to be so popular..." Meng Kui looked envious, "Is the market price of Ice Beauty so high?"

Jing Jiaren sighed deeply, this office building is full of various cram schools...

Most of the students who come here to study are teenagers and girls aged 18-22.

Jing Jiaren really wanted to say, those boys are so immature to her, are they all little brothers?

"Girl, do you really dislike Ximen Longting?"

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and replied solemnly: "Yes."

"Even he can't get into your eyes, it's hopeless. What type do you like?"

What type do you like...

Jing Jiaren frowned, it was crazy that the painting came to mind immediately.

She also wants to join the ranks of nympho?She is already 26 this year, don't be so unrealistic?