Forcibly kiss the male god: pull the girl, don't run

Chapter 71 How about we kiss a few more times

The school also praised Cheng Hao.

Because of the dissemination of the video, the school decided to publicize the murder of Shen Weiyu, and Cheng Hao was hailed as "a good young man who sees justice and is brave" in Shengxing Middle School.

In an instant, everyone's discussion turned to Cheng Hao.

Cheng Hao gained a lot of fans again.

The heroic deeds of the top students were widely spread by the girls, and more and more girls regarded Cheng Hao as the "male god" in their hearts.

No, just a day after the news got out, there was an endless stream of girls who came to send love letters to Cheng Hao.

Usually, Cheng Hao coldly refuses the gift delivered by himself.The ones in the drawer were thrown away by Cheng Hao when he was throwing out the trash.

There are also some girls, please ask Cheng Hao's deskmate - Shen Weiyu to help pass them on.

After Shen Weiyu received the love letter, the corners of her mouth turned upward, and she secretly opened it to read it during class.

Although this is a very immoral thing, Shen Weiyu couldn't help but wonder what was written in the letters of those people who are crazy about Cheng Hao:
"Man, hello!

When I first met you, you stood on the podium representing the freshmen, and I fell in love with you at first sight.

Your magnetic voice echoes in my ears, and it won't go away for a long time.I'm obsessed with your voice and I'm obsessed with your person.With perfect facial features, fair skin, and slender legs, you look like the heroine in a Korean drama.

I like you, I like you very much, can you agree to be my boyfriend? "

After Shen Weiyu finished reading, the corners of her mouth twitched.It seems that when she chased Cheng Hao back then, she hadn't written a love letter to Cheng Hao.

Thinking in this way, Shen Weiyu found her notebook, and tore off a blank sheet of paper from it.

Shen Weiyu twirled the signature pen in her hand, thinking about it and didn't know what to write.

After a long time, Shen Weiyu let out a long sigh.

On the podium, Mao Yanghui heard Shen Weiyu's sigh, stopped what he was about to say, and raised his head to look at Shen Weiyu: "Student Shen Weiyu, do you think the topic you just talked about is too difficult."

Shen Weiyu belatedly looked at Teacher Mao on the podium, scratching her head in embarrassment.She didn't seem to be listening to the class, she stood up, shook her head and replied, "No."

"Then why did you suddenly sigh?"

Shen Weiyu paused, and blurted out: "I sigh, I don't know how to write love letters."

Hearing Shen Weiyu's answer, the students laughed at the same time, and the classroom was filled with a relaxed atmosphere.

Gu Xijing felt a crow fly over her forehead, if Shen Weiyu hadn't been too far away, she really wanted to tell her: "Sister, this is class."

Cheng Hao's eyes looking at the blackboard gradually condensed, and his deep pupils turned to look at Shen Weiyu. Isn't the matter of chasing him over?Does she have a new goal to pursue?

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Mao Yanghui obviously didn't expect Shen Weiyu to answer like this, his brows were slightly surprised, but he quickly recovered his calm expression, and said slowly: "When writing a love letter, don't deliberately use too many gorgeous rhetoric, Just write what you want to say in your heart, and the most important thing is sincerity.”

After finishing speaking, Mao Yanghui thought of something, and smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth: "You are students, the first task now is to study, you can't fall in love early. You still need to restrain your ignorant feelings in adolescence."

After roughly reminding him not to fall in love early, Mao Yanghui started his normal teaching activities.

Shen Weiyu sat back on her seat after receiving Teacher Mao's instruction to sit down.

Thinking about what Teacher Mao said just now, Shen Weiyu rested her right hand on her chin, and recalled her feelings towards Cheng Hao.

Write the words in your heart on the white paper.

After finishing writing, Shen Weiyu folded the love letter into a small rectangle with satisfaction, then rummaged through the last page of the textbook, tore it off, and tried to make it into an envelope.

Three minutes later, the envelope was ready. Shen Weiyu stuffed the love letter into it, and then imitated the shape of the envelope, writing the name and address of the recipient.Finally, a symbol of an arrow piercing the heart was drawn on the seal.

Shen Weiyu nodded in satisfaction.

After class, Shen Weiyu first gave Cheng Hao the love letter from others: "No, this is the love letter someone asked me to hand over to you."

Cheng Hao raised his head in surprise, looked at Shen Weiyu's flickering eyes, calmly took the love letter and stuffed it into the drawer, and said calmly: "Oh!"

Shen Weiyu hastily and enthusiastically took out the love letter she had prepared, and handed it to Cheng Hao: "This is mine."

Cheng Hao looked at Shen Weiyu's smiling face, a pair of cute little pears were rippling around his mouth, and there was a trace of sincerity and expectation in his smiling eyes.Cheng Hao's heart skipped a beat, and a faint red color appeared around his ears.

He pretended to take it calmly, and gently sandwiched it into the book.

Shen Weiyu stared blankly at his actions, a little puzzled: "Why don't you take it apart now?"

"I am Chinese."

Cheng Hao's sudden words made Shen Weiyu even more confused: "Does it have anything to do with it?"

"It's the habit of Westerners to open a gift immediately after receiving it. It's a Chinese habit to open it after people leave." Cheng Hao explained slowly, suppressing his emotions.He was afraid that after seeing the content, his expression would be seen by Shen Weiyu.

Shen Weiyu nodded half-understood, then shrugged indifferently, and said: "Actually, I just wrote a sentence, this is not a gift, it doesn't matter if you read it in front of me."

Cheng Hao was slightly stunned, the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly, he took out the letter from the book, pulled out the paper inside, and opened it again.

"There's only one sentence, and you still make it so complicated and messing around." Cheng Hao resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and tried his best to look aloof.

Cheng Hao opened it slowly, looked at the thick black in the middle of the white paper, lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep and bottomless.

Shen Weiyu on the side has been observing Cheng Hao's reaction, and found that when he saw that sentence, there was no movement on his face.

But Cheng Hao's hands stopped.

"I like the feeling of kissing you. How about we kiss again?"

Cheng Hao was stunned for a few seconds, put down the piece of paper, and turned to stare at Shen Weiyu's eyes.

Shen Weiyu looked a little embarrassed by him, and said falteringly: "What do you see me doing?"

Shen Weiyu's heart was pounding like a deer, beating like a deer.Cheng Hao's eyes looked at him intently, and Shen Weiyu could see her own reflection in his eyes, and her heart suddenly became flustered.

Shen Weiyu hurriedly opened her eyes, lowered her head slightly, and stared at the desk, but heard Cheng Hao whisper: "Can you think of some pure things in your mind?"

When Shen Weiyu heard it, her brows were frivolous, she quickly raised her head to look at Cheng Hao, and replied imposingly: "Why isn't a kiss pure? How dare you call such a pure thing impure!"

Cheng Hao rested his head on his hands and said seriously: "Anything that touches the body is impure."

Shen Weiyu was startled for a moment, then raised the corner of her mouth sarcastically and said, "In the eyes of Cheng Daxueba, only reading is a pure thing!"

(End of this chapter)