Traps Of Love

Under the sun, the bright window is almost clear, the Qingjun boy in the thin backlight, confesses the same choice of seats, and the teacher's partiality is like a prairie fire. At this moment, Wang Mengyao's mood can not be overemphasized by the fiery deep water.

Wang Mengyao doesn't know whether he is intentional or unintentional, but the only thing she can know is that once today's things go out, her days in class will surely be reduced to hell!

The examination time is like a flying hourglass. In the twinkling of an eye, there are only ten minutes left in more than 30 minutes. All the people are concentrating on writing, Wang Mengyao also can't care so much, red eyes, efforts to focus on the topic.

"Teacher, I hand in my papers!" A clear voice rang out. Leng Jinyu stood up, grabbed her schoolbag and left.

So fast! Everyone was stunned, all eyes were hot focus on his hands, both sides are full of paper, everyone's face is full of incredible.

"He finished it! It's impossible

"Yes, he used to hand in blank papers! This time - what's going on? "

"It must have been written in vain! I've heard that he has a good memory. Maybe he'll scribble all the answers he's memorized. "

"It's over! There's no time! Ah, ah, there are still a few minutes left to roll up! "

Class once boiling, and quickly extinguish the flame, urgent time, let people have no extra mind to pay attention to whether Leng Jinyu is the first to leave.

But Wang Mengyao seems to be in a daze, desperately holding the neutral pen in her hand, unable to write a word. She didn't write a word in her paper except her name and test number.

"I - I hand in my papers, too!" Wang Mengyao resolutely stood up, tears in her eyes quickly whirling, she took the paper, only feel exhausted all the strength to be able to walk to the teacher's platform, and then covered his face, ran out crying.

Once again, there was a little noise in the class, and a lot of malicious laughter was very harsh.

The invigilator frowned and stared at Wang Mengyao's white paper, with a long sigh. What's the matter! This is the third grade primary school students, what a mess! He has to invite parents!

In the corridor of the school, Wang Mengyao ran after her in tears, but she didn't see Leng Jinyu. Her heart is empty, and her heart is even more uncomfortable. Especially when she thinks about handing in the blank papers, her father doesn't know how angry she should be, but she really has no way. Even if she sits there, she can only be watched as if on pins and needles.

She - can't stand it -

at this time, a package of napkins hit Wang Mengyao's arms. She almost caught it reflexively, widened her watery eyes and looked back. His eyes fell on the familiar profile behind the white pillar, and tears welled up again, "Leng... Jinyu..."

"you are not a three-year-old child, so you know whether to cry or not." Leng Jinyu came out from behind the pillar. Her lazy eyes swept the tears on her face and wrinkled her nose. He knows what a glass heart is. Now he's just beginning to cry like this. He hasn't really started his revenge plan.

"Leng Jinyu - you did it on purpose, didn't you?" Wang Mengyao's mood suddenly collapsed, tears burst again, crystal tears blurred her eyes, even the expression on the opposite boy's face could not see clearly, she only felt very uncomfortable in her heart, so hard that she could not breathe, "you are still angry with me, you know what happened in the mail room, I lied to you --"

Leng Jinyu's expression on her face cooled down a little bit, ink Something flashed in Yu's eyes. "It seems that you are not so stupid."

"Leng Jinyu, I was wrong last time. But I'm also for you. I didn't mean to. I... I'll apologize to you. Can I? " Wang Mengyao was out of breath when she cried. Her tears fell like beads.

What Leng Jinyu doesn't like most is to see girls shed tears, which will remind him of the countless calls for help from his sister Shirley in his memory. But that's quite different.

In front of Wang Mengyao is obviously suffering, but even in the most dangerous time, Shirley's sister is still desperate to save him.

A contraction of heart -

Leng Jinyu's anger became more and more intense, and the expression on his face was more indifferent. "Class leader, if you want to cheat, you can cheat. If you want to apologize, you can force people to forgive you. You are so self-conscious, do you really think that the whole world will revolve around you?"

"I'm sorry, I don't like you. The game has just begun. You'd better figure out how to take it. "

With these words, Leng Jinyu turned away with her schoolbag on her back.

Wang Mengyao was as upset as a knife. She grabbed the napkin he threw and burst into tears. "Leng Jinyu, is the person you want to receive the letter particularly important to you?"

Leng Jinyu's step stopped a beat, without hesitation answer, "nonsense."

Wang Mengyao's heart suddenly seems to be hollowed out, inexplicably feel extremely uncomfortable, but her tears can barely stop, the big eyes with sparkling tears suppress strange emotions, biting her lips and saying, "OK! I'll do things by myself. If you really want to get back at me, please come here! I'm not afraid of youLeng Jinyu's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, her reaction was somewhat unexpected.

After a moment's hesitation, he turned back. There was no one on the empty corridor of the school. He didn't know when Wang Mengyao had left.

Leng Jinyu's eyebrows wrinkled more tightly, murmured to herself, strange girl.

Wang Mengyao ran away crying. She didn't know why. She was especially sad, even more sad than handing in a blank paper. "Bad guy Leng Jinyu... Do you think you are the best in the world... Is there anyone you care about..."

just when she ran to the school gate, Wang Mengyao's face was white with fright. It was her father's car, parked at the main gate.

The people in the car obviously noticed her, and the one who opened the door came out first was a gorgeous woman in red heels and a purple dress.

"Yao Yao, how can you hand in a blank paper? Your teachers have called us! Get in the car. Let's go home and have a good talk. " Women with high cheekbones, sharp chin and big eyes are a little scary when talking, especially when looking at Wang Mengyao, which makes people feel cold...

in the evening, langting Hotel, Hong Kong, mid levels luxury suite.

Out of the window is a piece of sunset, reflected in the sea, the balcony and the wind, the sea water moist wind has the heat of summer, blowing people's cheeks hot.

Bai Xiaoya refuses to enter the room because she has been sitting on the deck chair on the balcony on the pretext of ventilation. Leng Zetian doesn't force her either. He quietly puts on Google glasses in the room and is busy all the time.