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Ding Junhui looked at Wen Shan, looked at her red lips, and finally took her a tissue and handed it to her, motioning her to wipe the chili on her lips.

Wen Shan reached out and took the paper towel from Ding Junhui, and thanked after wiping.

"Teacher Ding, no." Wen Shan shook his head. "You may not understand me. I know you before knowing him. If possible, I will fall in love with you at first sight, just like him, so in my feelings, there is no Before and after. "

Ding Junhui nodded and smiled bitterly.

"And people like me are not suitable for Teacher Ding." Wen Shan said, bowing his head to continue eating, his eyes were a little hot, I don't know whether it was because of the hot chili or something else.

Ding Junhui put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then looked at Wen Shan, "If you can't put it down, why should you let go?"

"Probably because his boredom is more hurtful than his refusal. A person who refused can continue to work hard. Once a person is bored and continues, it can only mean that I may even have my own face. No, "Wen Shan said bitterly. The spicy feeling in her mouth stimulated her taste buds and her tear glands. She looked up, but she was still trying to explain," This thing is really spicy. "

Ding Junhui opened his mouth slightly, this time he really understood, he lost completely.

It has already lost before it has begun.

He didn't even see his rival, so he lost completely.

"Can I know why I like him so much?" Ding Junhui said a bit bitterly this time.

why?

"It starts with Yan value and finally talents." Wen Shan gave an answer.

Ding Junhui thought of the picture of the man he saw after adding Wenshan WeChat, and finally smiled, "Be convinced."

"However, congratulations on joining the ranks of gardeners, so I invited this meal." Ding Junhui said with relief, "I will live opposite you, and you can contact me at any time."

"Okay." Wen Shan was also polite, and agreed readily.

After the two had dinner, they returned to school because Wen Shan had to pack things up, and she refused Ding Junhui's kindness to help.

Back home, Wen Shan lay directly on the sofa. She reached out and patted her face. In fact, it was not as difficult as she thought.

But, sadly, it seems that she really has no way to fall in love with others.

"Ah--" Wen Shan cried out with his head in his head, and then threw the pillow on the sofa out. A man, why is she so restless?

Now, Nalan Chunbo is still dealing with a country's affairs and his nationality.

Na Lanjing called and he just sent out the toys of Xixi and Xicheng.

"Yes, I want to change Chinese nationality." Nalan Chunbo does not have too many feelings, he and Nalan Jingben do not have too many intersections.

"For that girl?" Nalan Jing asked.

Father and son?

Perhaps they have been blank for many years, and there is no way to merge them together.

Nalan Chunbo stood downstairs and looked up at the sun of a certain country. Was it for Wenshan?

He didn't know it himself.

"Do you think I am qualified?" Nalan Chunbo sneered.

"If this is your decision, I have nothing to say, but next week is your mother's death day, I still hope you can appear."

Nalan Chunbo listened to the busy tone in the phone, slowly put away the phone, and then turned upstairs.

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