Murong Chen spit out the toothpick in Han Xu's mouth, feeling a little annoyed, "I gave her flowers, but she gave them to the teacher instead."
"Hahaha."
"Then you can ask her out to the movies."
"I asked her out twelve times, but she only replied with one word each time."
"What?"
"busy."
This caused another round of laughter.
Murong Chen turned around and glared at them, and they immediately fell silent.
"If you really can't catch up, forget it. There are plenty of pretty girls."
"I just like her."
"You are unwilling, not liking it."
"No, I just like it."
*
Seeing Haitang finished running, Murong Chen immediately grabbed a bottle of water and ran across the street like a gust of wind...
Everyone around him felt a little helpless, with a playful smile on their faces. It was a rare opportunity to see Young Master Murong being so lively, so they had to watch more.
...
Haitang frowned when she saw the boy coming again.
"Haitang, here, drink some water."
"No, thank you!"
Murong Chen withdrew his hand awkwardly, but still followed her with a smile on his face, "Are you tired? You are sweating."
"fine."
"Are you free tonight? Can I buy you dinner?"
Haitang stopped, turned back and stared at him, and said coldly, "Busy."
Murong Chen sighed, as if he had been rejected too many times and was becoming more and more shameless.
"So when are you free?"
"I'm never free."
Murong Chen: "......"
Murong Chen suddenly became very silent, followed her from a distance, and sent her back to the classroom.
...
Gong Ci was out on a mission these days, and Haitang went home by herself without asking anyone to pick her up.
Today was unexpected. When I walked to the school gate, I saw Qiao Xing and Xia Lili from a distance...
Haitang suddenly stopped and almost bumped into the person behind her.
Murong Chen happened to be walking past the school gate, and when he saw this he hurried over.
"Haitang, are you okay?"
Haitang looked at him and saw that it was him, then looked at the group of children of high-ranking officials following behind him.
A bunch of second generation rich kids? ?
Haitang shook her head, and when she lowered her head, her red eyes were seen by Murong Chen.
"Did he hurt you?"
His tone was a little bit harsh, and he stared fiercely at the man who almost bumped into Haitang just now. The man was so scared that his breathing stagnated and he shook his head quickly.
"No, he didn't hit me, I'm fine." Haitang walked back.
Murong Chen frowned, waved his hand to let the man go, and followed closely behind him, "Haitang, what's wrong with you? You look very sad for me."
"Mr. Murong, can you talk to me?"
Murong Chen seemed to come alive again, his eyes bright, "Okay."
His followers were smart enough to stay away from him.
Haitang walked over to the military academy and sat down next to a small flower bed, patting the seat next to her. Murong Chen felt a little flattered.
They walked over hand and foot and sat down.
The roots of my ears are red and my neck is red...
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