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Since I want to stay away from him, he is as she wants.

The icy tone of voice made Lan Xi's face cold and hot. His back was straight and he didn't dare to move.

Yu Guang Li, that a touch of graceful and extraordinary figure of ink went upstairs, her long eyelashes drooped, water eyes emerged a faint sense of loss and sadness, I do not know why.

At about six o'clock, she put on her school uniform, hesitated and knocked on the door of Mu Yanchen.

"Brother."

After a long time, there was a low voice: "come in."

Lan Xi's eyes trembled, twisted open the door, and saw mu Yanchen lying on the bed. His clothes didn't take off, his dark suit was open, and his shirt collar buttons were untied, revealing his sexy collarbone. With one arm on his eyes, he looked very tired, and his handsome face was pale.

He won't have stomach trouble again, will he?

Lanxi eyelid a jump, the heart was suddenly pulled up.

"Speak." After a long time can't hear the voice, mu Yanchen closed his eyes and opened his mouth. His voice was cold as ice.

Lan Xi a trance, return to consciousness, light voice way: "elder brother, I have two books left here, I want to look for."

There was no movement in the room for a long time.

Mu Yan Chen's cold voice softened down and spewed out a word: "look for it."

Lan Xi went to the desk and saw that he didn't have the tendency to get up. His tension was relieved a little, and he began to look for textbooks. The cupboard under his desk is full of her used draft paper. Lanxi blushes as she looks for it. She reads her own sloppiness in her heart. She doesn't notice that a tall figure has been pacing slowly and comes to her back.

Until the shadow covered, she just suddenly a stiff, beautiful eyes open, looking back at him.

"Give me your cell phone." Muyan Chenjun face pale, squatting down, light said.

Lan Xi didn't know what he wanted to do. He still took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to him.

Mu Yanchen took it, brushed off his fatigue and pressed out a string of numbers on it. Then he said in a hoarse voice, "remember my number. If something happens in the school, please contact me at any time. Don't bother your father so that he can worry, OK?"

Lan Xi's face flashed a trace of confusion, slightly hurt in the heart, took back the mobile phone.

The soft top of the head suddenly put on a palm, the pressing temperature of the palm makes Lanxi tremble suddenly, and then the top of the head drops a deep voice, with the never before murky soft: "don't be wayward in school, no one will protect you, so even if you don't like the teacher, you should have a good class. Senior three is very important, you are responsible for your future. Take good care of yourself, you know? "

Two consecutive "know what", let Lanxi feel warm all over the body, nose has a trace of acid.

After biting her lip, she inhaled and looked at him. After a long time, she finally asked the question held in her heart for several days: "brother..."

"Why did you kiss me that day?"

Mu Yanchen looks at her, handsome face pales again.

The atmosphere in the air became very delicate. It seemed that it would break as soon as one poke. Mu Yanchen's eyes gradually became cold. In the lower and lower air pressure, he was impatient and impatient. His eyes drooped and his expression became cold and alienated. His pale thin lips gently opened: "when you find the book, go quickly."

Then he would get up and walk away.

Lanxi heart a thorn, hot, a little pain.

He started again.

It's starting to happen again.

Every time he felt embarrassed and irritable, he always closed himself up in such a cold way. He drove her away and yelled at her. His words were cold and frightening. She didn't know how many times she was perfunctorily driven away by him.