"Hmm?" Quan Jingzhou raised an eyebrow, immediately scooped the person up in his arms, and said indulgently, "Didn't you say you wanted to put on your shoes and didn't want me to carry you?"
"Now I want you to carry me." Yu Guanguan put one arm around his neck and handed him the flat shoes. "Sister Anran, I'm sorry, I can't wear your shoes! Let my husband carry me..."
Seeing Mo Anran's gloomy face, she added with a smile, "After all, that's how you use 'husband'."
Mo Anran looked at her, her eyes narrowing with displeasure!
Quan Jingzhou, holding Yu Guanguan in his arms, said to Song Minghe, who had followed them, "We're leaving now."
He never glanced at Mo Anran once.
**
Quan Jingzhou carried her into the car and carefully examined her instep. He found that there was nothing seriously wrong, only redness and swelling, which put him slightly relieved.
"Go back and apply some medicine," Quan Jingzhou said. "You're not allowed to wear such high heels again."
Yu Guanguan leaned back in her chair, shook her head, and felt a little dizzy. "I'm going to be a supermodel, how can I not know how to wear high heels?"
“You’re still a supermodel even without high heels,” Quan Jingzhou said. “With me here, isn’t that enough?”
"Oh right, you said you would protect me, so of course you have to support me."
Yu Guanguan smiled, a hint of drunkenness on her face, and said while scratching the glass, "I haven't finished my ice cream yet."
"We'll eat tomorrow." Quan Jingzhou helped her fasten her seatbelt.
Yu Guanguan automatically assumed that he would bring her to eat there again tomorrow, so she didn't say anything.
After a moment, she turned her head and asked Quan Jingzhou casually, "Does Mo Anran like you?"
"Hmm?" Quan Jingzhou glanced down at her, slightly surprised.
Yu Guanguan would never normally say these things, so there's only one possibility for her saying them now.
That's what she figured out.
"She likes you." Yu Guanguan repeated confidently, "Do you like her?"
Quan Jingzhou's expression remained indifferent. "I don't like it."
"What did she say to you?" Quan Jingzhou asked, touching her cheek.
Yu Guanguan rested her chin on her hand, shook her head, and said, "Well, I was just saying that you two have known each other for a long time and have spent many unforgettable days together."
Her voice was muffled. "So you two are a perfect match? A good couple?"
Quan Jingzhou looked down at her, meeting her clear, bewildered eyes, and his heart stirred slightly.
He knew that these words couldn't have come from Mo Anran.
It should be Yu Guanguan's deduction based on the cause and effect.
His woman has always been very intelligent.
"Don't think about it," he said with a very calm smile. "Song Minghe and I are friends, and Mo Anran is his classmate, not mine."
Yu Guanguan was taken aback. "So it's not some messy relationship like an ex-girlfriend?"
"Of course not."
“Oh, I see,” Yu Guanguan tilted her head to look at him, her starry eyes dark and clear, glistening with tears. “Honey, you mustn’t cause any trouble with your ex-girlfriend… or anything like that.”
"What if it really is?" Quan Jingzhou said deliberately, looking at her warning expression.
"So Mo Anran really is your ex-girlfriend?"
The four casually uttered words immediately snapped Yu Guanguan out of her daze.
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