Chapter 1390 Secret (3)

Zhuo Liwen's gentle eyes fell on Ji Feifei's plain face, full of pity.

Ji Feifei glanced at Zhuo Liwen in embarrassment, then turned her head and looked at Jian Xiaomo as if asking for help.

The latter turned his head around as if he didn't see it, and shouted, "Miss Boss, have another bowl!"

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The winter wind has a bleak taste, as if it wants to blow away the last bit of life in the world...

The weather was cold, and there were not many people on the small road of S University. Only a few couples walked slowly, using love to dispel the chill.

The boy gently held the girl's cold little hands in his arms, using his own temperature to keep his beloved warm.

Although the girl's face was flushed red from the cold, there was always a gorgeous smile on her lips.

"Feifei, why are you avoiding me?" Zhuo Liwen turned around suddenly, his dark eyes were scorching hot under the orange light.

"Senior...how could I avoid you...I didn't..." Ji Feifei lowered her head, not daring to look into Zhuo Liwen's eyes.

Hearing Ji Feifei's hesitant words and thinking of that photo again, Zhuo Liwen's heart was stabbed severely. He turned her body and looked at her seriously, "Feifei, did something happen to you?" thing?"

Ji Feifei lowered her eyes, floating around with guilt.

She didn't know whether she should tell him those things, if she told him, he might be able to help her, but in that case, it would be a drag on the senior, after all, that devil is such a powerful person!

"No." She shook her head, her tone firm.

"That's good." Zhuo Liwen stretched out his hand, rubbing her hair as always, his eyes full of doting.

He would rather take the photo he saw as Qingqing's frame for her.

If she doesn't like him, he can wait...waiting for her to like him.

But if she has someone she likes, then he can't wait any longer.

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In the deep and dark pub, men and women were dancing on the dance floor, twisting their bodies crazily and shaking their unruly hair.

The lights are on and off, showing the interweaving of desire and affection.

The quietness in the luxuriously decorated high-end box is incompatible with the noise outside.

"Why did you ask me out for a drink today?" Yin Fan picked up the crystal glass, played with it for a while, and then slowly put the fine spirits to his lips.

The Adam's Apple rolls slightly, sexy and charming.

"Because I really want to know how His Royal Highness Fan dealt with the woman who was hit by a butterfly that day..."

The elegant and moist voice is like the sound of a gorgeous cello.

The man on the opposite side buried his tall and slender body deep in the sofa, but there was a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhuo Liwen, you've been in a good mood since you returned to China. Don't you want that vase from Qin Chao at the next auction?" Yin Fan suddenly raised his eyes, and a coldness burst out from his body, and he chuckled, "I know, You've been staring at that vase for a long time..."

"Forget my mistake." Zhuo Liwen begged for mercy in a low voice.

He was well aware of Yin Fan's personality, once he said something, he would do it without mercy.

(End of this chapter)

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