My bully is always reborn

Chapter 132 What I Want Is Not Like, It's Preference

Lu Binghuai looked into the girl's clear eyes.

"In your eyes, can I be bought and sold with money?"

Jiang Ci: "..."

Her eyes are dark.

Besides these, how else can she be responsible?

Give yourself to him?

Jiang Ci curled the corners of his lips, but his eyes were slightly cold.

She sideways avoided the man's fiery gaze.

As a result, just as she turned her head, her chin was pinched.

A little bit forcefully forced her to look directly into his dark eyes.

Jiang Ci subconsciously resisted, but was suddenly controlled by his shoulders.

The next moment, Lu Binghuai quickly turned over and pressed her under him.

"Jiang Ci, stay with me."

Lu Binghuai's voice was low and magnetically hoarse.

Jiang Ci froze on the spot, his heart beating wildly without restraint.

Fireworks crackling and exploding in my mind.

Let her be completely helpless.

Lu Binghuai.

How can you like me?
Her sluggish body didn't move, she chuckled lightly, but her voice was not as clear and hoarse as usual, "Lu Binghuai, you can't like me."

"What I want is not liking, but preference."

"You can't afford it."

"Let's be friends again."

Jiang Ci talked a lot intermittently.

Lu Binghuai kept looking at her quietly.

"We can't be friends because I like you."

"Whether you can give preference is not up to you."

"You can consider it, but I like you, and this will not change."

"I won't interfere with you, I just want you to know that we won't be friends."

……

his thinned lips.The petals were slightly pursed, the warmth and softness in the eyes gently beating on Jiang Ci's heart.

Jiang Ci didn't know what to say for a moment.

She couldn't accept such a grand liking.

I dare not accept it either.

She got out of bed.Climb up and down.

The body quickly disappeared from the bedroom.

……

Jiang Ci sneaked back to his room.

Mother Zhao is making breakfast in the kitchen, while the housekeeper is trimming the flowers and plants on the balcony. Since coming to Jiang Ci's place, their life has been clean and leisurely.

The butler held a newspaper in his hand, and his reading glasses rested on the bridge of his nose.

After catching the girl's back flashing to the second floor, she smiled kindly.

And at this moment, in Qijiu's room.

On the balcony, a woman's slender figure was standing in a thin dress.

She opened her hands and crossed them from the top of her head to the sides.

Take a deep breath.

The movements began to dance with the beat of the mouth...

After Jiang Ci returned to the room, he changed into his pajamas, pretending that he had just woken up.

She ran to Qijiu's room sleepily, saw Qijiu on the balcony who was doing Tai Chi, and just turned around and ran——

"stop."

Qijiu keenly caught the girl's figure in his peripheral vision, then quickened his pace and came to her back, pinched her collar, and led her away.

on the balcony.

The morning light flickered, the light fell on the glass, and shone on the face of the person. Jiang Ci narrowed his eyes and kept shrinking back.

"It's been too hard for you to review during this period, but you can't ruin your body because of studying. From now on, doing Tai Chi with me every morning will be beneficial to your physical and mental health."

Jiang Ci had rejection written all over his face.

She is still young, at an average age, playing Tai Chi? !
But Qijiu is a freak.

Wearing a baby warmer and knee pads to go dancing, holding a thermos cup of chrysanthemum tea to fight, wearing a mask to go to the bar, and...you are only in your 20s, but you have to practice Tai Chi every morning.

Jiang Ci was scared.

She kept pulling back.

"If you don't finish the set, I'll let you go to school in a wheelchair!"

Jiang Ci: "!"

She stopped her backward steps, raised her hands, followed the person in front of her whose eyes seemed to grow on the back of her head, and began to practice Tai Chi drowsily.

(End of this chapter)