Several people left. Song Jin asked, "Ache, do you want to celebrate together tonight?"
"No, I have something to do." Cheng Che turned his head and looked at Song Jin with a serious expression.
Song Jin raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said nothing more.
Cheng Che exchanged a few pleasantries with the physical education teacher, reviewed the situation briefly, and then left.
Yun Xiang was waiting for him outside the stadium. The leaves of the maple trees outside the stadium fell slowly as the wind blew, landing next to her.
Yun wanted to look up. She looked at the maple leaves slowly floating down, and her heart gradually began to stir.
Summer is gone, autumn is here, and winter is not far behind. It will soon stop raining.
Yun wanted to raise her hand and take the falling maple leaf, but suddenly someone took it first and handed it to her in the palm of his hand.
Yun Xiang turned around and saw Cheng Che wearing a white shirt.
It was a very plain and ordinary outfit, but it looked so dazzling on him that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
During the silence, Yun Xiang praised Cheng Che countless times in his heart.
"Playing with stones, playing with leaves. Tsk, someone is really a child." He looked up at the maple leaves and couldn't help but say with disgust.
Yun Xiang curled her lips, took the maple leaf from his hand, and asked him, "Can we go now?"
"Yeah." He responded.
The two of them left side by side, and Yun Xiang couldn't help but praise him: "It's been a long time since I saw such an exciting tennis match. Cheng Che, you're awesome."
Cheng Che lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said lazily, "Should I state my conditions then?"
"Huh? What?" Yun Xiang pulled his ears and pretended not to hear.
Cheng Che looked up at her and couldn't help but raise his hand to pinch Yun Xiang's ear. The moment his fingertips touched, Yun Xiang shrank to the side and hunched her shoulders.
It's so itchy.
She frowned and glared at him unhappily, "What are you doing!"
Cheng Che curled his lips, a hint of joy in his eyes.
The little girl is so cute when she acts coquettishly.
Her ears are soft and pink, very beautiful.
However, she habitually covered it with her hair. She fixed her hair and put her hands in her pockets.
Cheng Che couldn't help but raise his hand to brush the hair behind her ear and said lazily, "Don't play dumb. You said that if I win, you have to agree to one condition of mine."
Yun Xiang pulled his hair down again, "Really? There's such a thing?"
Cheng Che frowned, and happily tucked her hair behind her ears again, touching her ears with his fingertips again and again.
Her ears were visibly getting redder.
Yun Xiang was about to tease her back again.
Cheng Che raised his hand and gently blocked her fingertips.
Both of them stopped.
She looked at Cheng Che, her almond eyes showing displeasure and a bit of a temper. Very cute.
Cheng Che pursed his lips and lowered his voice, a little hoarse, "This looks good."
Yun Xiang was stunned for a moment.
As far as I can remember, I have never heard Cheng Che praise himself for being good-looking.
"Do you mean, your ears are beautiful, or I am beautiful?" Yun Xiang raised his face, and Cheng Che's appearance gradually appeared in his pure and beautiful almond eyes.
Cheng Che looked along her ears to her eyes. Her eyes were sparkling, and at this moment, there was only a glimmer of light and him in them.
"Tell me the truth?" he asked.
Yun thought: "Hmm."
Cheng Che leaned closer to her, his breathing slightly heavier, his eyes filled with emotion, and said seriously, "The ears are beautiful, but you are even more beautiful."
Yun Xiang met his gaze, feeling the ambiguity of his breath on her cheek. Her ears instantly turned red, and even her breathing became hot.
Cheng Che's eyes are so gentle that they are fatal, so affectionate.
Yun wanted to lower her head, so she quickly turned her head away from him and whispered, "I'll take it as a compliment."
After saying this, Yun Xiang felt his face starting to get hot.
Cheng Che took in her shy look and said lazily, "I was praising you."
Yun Xiang didn't dare to look at him again, but hurried to get a taxi and prepare to go home.
"Yun Xiang, you're blushing." He joked from behind.
Yun Xiang didn't say anything and clenched his phone tightly.
Of course she knew she was blushing!
Facing such a good-looking person, with him so close to her, how could she not blush?
Yun Xiang's pace is getting faster and faster.
Cheng Che looked at her stubborn back and couldn't help but sneer.
What an idiot.
He hurriedly followed her and was about to tell her his conditions when his cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number from Shen Cheng.
Cheng Che pressed the answer button, put it to his ear, and raised his eyes slightly when he heard the words from the other end.
He said calmly, "Okay, we'll go back now."
"Is there something wrong?" Yun wanted to ask him.
Cheng Che: "Yes. President Ji came to our house to apologize."
…
When Yun Xiang and Cheng Che returned home, there were three cars parked at the gate of the yard.
A black Mercedes, a black Volkswagen, and a white BMW.
There were sounds of laughter coming from the yard, and Cheng Che knew that Ji Heng and that man had arrived.
Yun Xiang followed closely behind Cheng Che. Cheng Che looked at Yun Xiang and asked her, "Are you afraid?"
Yun Xiang immediately shook his head.
Cheng Che was worried that she had a trauma in her heart. He patted Yun Xiang's hair and gently comforted her, "Yun Xiang, I have you, Cheng Xiao. I will never let you suffer any injustice."
Yun Xiang looked at Cheng Che's face; he was more serious than ever.
"The Cheng family is your backer. You will never be alone. Don't be afraid."
A smile finally appeared on Yun Xiang's face. She nodded and felt a little relaxed.
"Woof!" Cantou ran out of the bedroom. He didn't dare to get close to Yunxiang, so he circled around Cheng Che's legs, as if cheering for the newcomer to the house.
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