"It doesn't matter."
Although the girl said this, she took a few steps back in fear.
"You're all so weird." Her voice was naturally soft, and even with a hint of resentment, it still sounded like she was acting coquettishly.
Shang Ting stared at her moving red lips for a few seconds.
Then look away.
Hearing the girl's almost angry words, he lowered his head and chuckled.
strangeness?
Forget it.
She will never know how stunningly beautiful she is.
No one would not desire her.
She learned that Wen Yao kissed her.
At that moment, the rage and brutality almost filled him.
He wasn't himself anymore.
Shang Ting coaxed her calmly, "So, do you like Mr. Wen?"
The girl was stunned: "What is love?"
The man suddenly approached her, and his breath full of male hormones squeezed and crushed the air around her inch by inch. He was so close to her that it seemed as if their noses would touch in the next second.
The girl's eyes were evasive.
Thin green veins can be vaguely seen on the white and fragile neck.
A weak person who can be easily controlled.
Not to mention the girl's beautiful and delicate face.
Shang Ting's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said hoarsely, "Is your heart beating fast?"
The girl placed her slender, white hand on her heart in a daze. She listened quietly for a moment, then raised her head and told him, "So fast."
It's like a good student answering a sudden challenge from the teacher.
She is so cute.
Shang Ting hummed softly, "This is love."
His heartbeat was faster than hers.
"Is that so..." Pan Shu frowned in distress, "Is this what love means? I like you..."
"Um."
"But Wen Yao said I can only like him."
Shang Ting raised his eyebrows, and his gorgeous face had a bit of evil, which was contrary to his gentle and refined temperament, creating a strange attraction that made people almost unable to take their eyes off him.
"So do you like him?"
"I have no idea."
"A person can only love one person in their lifetime," Shang Ting said with a half-smile, "and one should remain absolutely loyal to one's partner."
He leaned closer to her.
The warm breath sprayed on the girl's white earlobe.
"If you like me, you can only like me, Panshu."
He called her by her full name.
It seems particularly solemn.
"If I find out that Shushu likes someone else... I will be very annoyed. If I do something out of line, please don't blame me." He chuckled, "This is the punishment Shushu asked for."
The girl nodded ignorantly.
"Well, I won't," she said sternly.
Shang Ting thought she was so cute.
So cute.
He gently held the girl in his arms, but let go the next second for fear of frightening her.
So fast that people don’t have time to react.
"Here, sit down and continue reading the poetry collection you were reading last time." He opened a side drawer and took out the snacks inside. "Fang Han and I heard that you like these, so we prepared them especially for you."
Pan Shu picked up a piece of chocolate and slowly tore off the shell.
He lay on the table and started eating.
Eat and read at the same time.
Shang Ting felt a satisfaction he had never felt before.
He leaned lazily against the window, his thick and messy hair brushing against his gradually softening eyebrows, and he felt that a long-standing gap in his heart was suddenly filled.
"Shangting."
The girl raised her eyes and looked at him steadily.
"Um?"
"Are you free?"
Shang Ting was stunned, a little confused by the question, "What's wrong?"
"Oh... I just suddenly remembered that Hanhan gave me some information today, and I haven't given it to you yet. It's very important."
Shang Ting recalled the information she had sent several times before.
The disorganized and boring data is almost like a waste paper that you can see the end of at a glance.
He curled his lips, "Well, that's very important. It's amazing that you can remember it."
He said seriously, "If it weren't for you, my experiment today would have come to a standstill again."
I saw a hint of pride gradually creeping onto the girl's face.
Shang Ting laughed softly.
Pan Shu marked the pages and closed the book. "Let's go, we'll get it now."
"good."
Shang Ting nodded with a smile.
He followed the girl like a soldier following a general's orders.
He followed the girl all the way to the door of her room. Out of courtesy, he just stood at the door and did not go in.
Panshu sneered in her heart.
Why are you pretending to be a gentleman?
Weren't you enjoying deceiving her just now?
The girl waved to him and said, "Come in, it's okay."
"good."
Shang Ting looked around the room, which was full of girlish atmosphere. It seemed that it had been renovated later. Even the walls were light pink, and the soft bed was filled with stuffed dolls.
"These were given to me by Hanhan and Wenyao. I like them very much."
The girl's eyebrows were curved, and she looked innocently happy.
Flowers in the greenhouse.
Shang Ting thought of this word again.
Very gullible, delicate flower.
"I found it. Here, it's for you." The girl carefully sorted out a stack of information and handed it solemnly to Shang Ting.
Shang Ting also took it solemnly.
Wait until the handover ceremony is over.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief to varying degrees.
More than a month later, when Wen Yao came back, Ban Shu was in Shang Ting's office, reading a book, well, it was still the same collection of poems.
Shang Ting only realized it later.
She doesn't like reading.
She likes to eat the snacks here.
"These chocolate beans are delicious, Shang Ting, try them."
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