His Canary

This is a very suggestive sentence. Dong Ci has guessed the result from this sentence. She bit her lip and still didn't believe him. "I won't cry, I want to know the result."

"Well, you didn't enter the top thirty."

Dong Ci suffocated, "I didn't see the transcript, why should I believe you?"

"How do you know that I don't have a report card?" Jing Rong shook the paper he was holding in his hand across the phone and asked deliberately. "Want to see it?"

"I'm going to a birthday party tomorrow, and I want you to be with me as my female companion. When you come tomorrow, I will tell you the real result."

Dong Ci squeezed his phone tightly, ignoring his words. "Do you really want to talk?"

"Tomorrow I will send someone to pick you up, Seeyoutomorrow."

"..."

After a good mood, there was no one to lose everything. Dong Ci threw the phone on the bed angrily, and she picked up some messy long hair, and kept thinking about Jingrong's words in her mind.

Jing Rong must be lying to her. When she took the exam, she clearly felt that she was superb. How could she not be in the top 30?

Dong Ci used this idea to comfort himself, but he still had a nightmare of the night. She didn't want to see Jing Rong, but the tormented heart that wanted to know the true result was so painful that she finally went to see him.

This is her second visit to the villa, perhaps because of the reason in the mountain, she only feels that the wind here is colder than any other place, even if she entered the villa, she did not feel a bit warm.

"Put it on."

Dong Ci opened the box that Jing Rong threw at her, and after taking it out, he discovered that it was a thin, pure black dress. She frowned and threw the clothes back to him, staring at him coldly. "Are you trying to freeze me?"

No one dared to throw clothes on him!

Jing Rong frowned, he pulled the dress off his body, and just wanted to make her remember for a long time, but he laughed instantly after hearing her words.

He looked at Dong Ci's serious face and couldn't help but stepped forward to kiss him and said with a smile. "My family is so cute, why am I willing to freeze you?"

Dong Ci shoved him indiscriminately. At this moment, she was full of her grades in her mind, and she reached out to Jingrong to get a report card. "Show me the transcript, I want to see it myself."

"No, give."

Jing Rong raised her eyes, but before she could repel herself so much, the arc of her mouth began to cool down. "I said, if you didn't enter the top 30, you didn't enter. Whether you look at the transcript or not, the result is the same."

"Then I took the first place?"

Jing Rong raised her eyebrows slightly, staring at her with a smile instead of a smile. "Thirty-one."

Seeing Dong Ci's expression froze, the arc of his thin lips became more arrogant, and a cold feeling flashed in his eyes. "I missed one, is it a pity?"

"But what a pity you don't know yet?"

"Actually, you are only 0.5 points less than the previous one."

"..."

When Jing Rong entered the bedroom again, Dong Ci had already changed his clothes.

She was wearing a long black dress and a black shawl. Sally helped her make up, the makeup is very gorgeous, her long eyelashes and black lips are red, but not only does she not have the enchanting red dust, but she looks cold and beautiful.

Her black skin was fair and transparent, and she sat on the sofa so blankly, embracing her knees and bare feet, like a delicate doll with a lost soul. Even when Jingrong approached, she did not look up.

"I didn't find that you still look so good."

Jing Rong raised her chin and looked at it halfway, black eyes narrowed slightly with a trace of laziness, he covered a thick plush shawl on her body, and asked with some evil spirits. "Do you still think I want to freeze you?"

Dong Ci looked down at his toes and choked him coldly. "Do you think I will not feel cold just by adding hair to my upper body?"

"..."

Jing Rong took a breath, and he looked down at the delicate girl who was only up to his chest, and suddenly there was a nameless anger in his heart.

"You are really sharp-mouthed, but you are not afraid of me at all."

He grabbed Dong Ci's waist and hugged her sideways, and said lightly under Dong Ci's panic. "Aren't you cold? Since the clothes aren't warming you, then I will hold you and go."

Seeing Dong Ci's constant struggle, the force he held on her increased, and he sneered coldly. "Don't move."

His patience was originally poor, and now he is no longer interested in playing with her. Jing Rong gazed at the girl in her arms lightly, with a touch of cold in her delicate eyebrows. The whole person's breath was completely different from the one just now.

"I like the obedient girl, originally I was in a good mood today." Jing Rong's voice slightly paused, and then he ticked his thin lips, approaching Dong Ci one by one.

"But from this second, you better not make me angry."

He smiled all over the first second, and the next second was chilling. Dong Ci was accustomed to the way he laughed and tempered, and almost forgot his truest appearance. She was really shocked by Jing Rong's cold appearance, and her head dropped for a while before she spoke.

As soon as she went out, Dong Ci was trembling with cold. She instinctively put a post on Jingrong's chest, and then she seemed to think of something, and just wanted to stay away from him, he was held down by him.

The skirt covered her ankles long, but the thin material still froze her legs. By the time the car reached its destination, her legs were unknowing.

"Wow, Xiaoci is so beautiful today."

As soon as he walked into the hall, Dong Ci saw An Chengfeng approaching them quickly. He was followed by a tall girl, who sneered after hearing the praise of An Chengfeng. I don't know if he was mocking him or disgusting Dong Ci.

This girl was sitting next to An Chengfeng in the private room of the clubhouse last time. Dong Ci only remembered two people in a quick glance, and one of them was this girl.

Her name is Yan Ningshuang, and today is her birthday. The entire banquet was held for her.

She looked very proud, and she looked tall from beginning to end. Except for An Chengfeng, she glanced at her when she praised her. After that, she seemed to regard Dong Ci as a transparent person.

Every time ...

Dong Ci lowered her head and laughed at her, she was low-key and quiet, but since meeting Jing Rong, every thing he did took her to every place where she was disgusted. In the same way, she can also see other people's aversion to her.

Knowing that she was the most helpless in such a place, but Jing Rong seemed to deliberately ignore her, and left her in the corner after entering the hall, and disappeared in a short while. The lights are dim here and few people come, but Dong Ci always feels that someone is watching her, making her extremely uncomfortable.

She looked around and didn't notice anything unusual, so she got up and walked to the rooftop.

A violent wind rushed to the face, freezing Dong Cigang's warm body in the hall instantly, and she remembered what she was wearing and turned around, only to find that she was standing behind someone sometime.

"Dong, Tzu?"

Fu Wanmeng saw Dong Ci found her and stepped closer on high heels.

Isn't she cold?

Dong Ci looked at her naked / exposed legs and seriously suspected that she was unconscious.

"Is there something?" Dong Ci didn't know her, but was not interested in knowing who she was. The unfriendliness in this person's eyes was so obvious. I thought I didn't come to her as a friend, so I didn't talk much.

Dong Ci always gave people a very weak feeling, but somehow he changed his appearance. Fu Wanmeng frowned and looked at her, and was not polite with her, coldly. "Actually, I'm curious, how did Ah Rong look at you."

It turned out to be for beauty ...

Dong Ci smiled, and his red lips hooked dimly under the darkness. "Since you are so curious, you should ask him."

Fu Wanmeng's face stiffened, and his eyes seemed to spew out fire. She was so used to it that no one was more arrogant than her. She just wanted to go and pull her hair, but Dong Ci noticed it in advance and hid.

"You are a little bitch, do you think you can be so arrogant if you are petted by Arong? When I Fu Wanmeng was with him, you didn't know what it was!"

Dong Ci was not comfortable with high heels, and was forced to change it today. The walk was not smooth at all, let alone a mad woman. She staggered back and almost twisted her foot.

She stood against the wall and turned her head to find a man standing in the dark beside the glass door of the rooftop. She didn't know how long she had been watching here. She saw Dong Ci found her and tickled her.

"Don't make trouble at my birthday party." Yan Ningshuang stepped out of the dark and stepped in front of Dong Ci, blocking Fu Wanmeng's hand.

"Cousin!" Fu Wanmeng frowned, just wanting to say something, but Yan Ningshuang turned his head to look behind him, and said sullenly. "Jingrong is coming soon."

I don't know whether to say to Fu Wanmeng or Dong Ci, but at least both of them stopped. Fu Wanmeng quickly adjusted her hair, and when passing by Dong Ci, did not forget to provoke.

"Little / bitch. Let's go and see."

...

When I returned to the room, my mood seemed to be getting blown away by the cold wind.

When Jing Rong discovered her, she had froze in the corner for half an hour. During that time, she drank a glass of fruit wine, and she had a faint smell of wine, but her eyes were clear.

"When did you give me the report card?" Dong Ci ignored his approach and looked at his eyes translucently, as if still carrying water.

Even remember this thing?

Jing Rong frowned slightly, and finally took out a crumpled paper ball from her pocket and stuffed it into her hands, with a little impatience in her eyes.

Boring ...

He closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes drooping and cast a small shadow on the eyelid, making him unclear. He leaned against the table lazily and tapped the wall with his fingers, perhaps because of his mood, the rhythm was chaotic.

At this time, he was a little tired. For a moment, he lost interest in her.

despair--

When tears fell on the transcript, Jing Rong's sideways eyes saw the person beside him trembling, and just getting closer, she realized she was crying.

This was not the first time Jing Rong saw her crying. Even most of the time, he made her cry.

I don't know what the reason was this time. He wasn't so indifferent. He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms. His fingertips wiped the tears from her face and asked with a low eye. "What are you crying for?"