One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Qin Bai did not let the last finger unfold, but instead bent all of her fingers back.
Then, somewhat reluctantly, he withdrew his hand.
It's smooth and cool to the touch, and feels really good.
This counts as touching the school beauty's hand, right? It might become a topic of conversation in the future.
I suddenly felt a little smug.
"Why?" The burning passion in Shen Muyao's eyes vanished.
“Miss Shen, you seem to have forgotten something. Your father wanted to kill my father. Even if we leave, the final outcome will not change. This can be considered... a blood feud for the murder of our fathers.”
"I, I..."
Shen Guaiguai was caught in a dilemma, clearly on the verge of crashing.
Qin Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
What's been going on lately?
They all like to play the sentimental card, but luckily I was clever enough to find such a fitting reason.
Otherwise, this matter would be really difficult to resolve today.
He admitted that for a moment, he was moved.
I'm really tempted.
Shen Muyao doesn't have the temper of a rich heiress. She's at the peak of her beauty, with fair skin and a voluptuous figure. She's a little rich girl, and most importantly, she's obedient.
He had never met such a well-behaved girl before.
Fortunately, I don't have any of those strange or weird habits.
otherwise......
It really does meet all my requirements.
Just thinking about it makes me feel like I've reached the pinnacle of life.
However, all of this is still just an unattainable bubble.
He can't leave, and he shouldn't leave.
If Cheng Jing and Shen Guaiguai both fell into the water at the same time, he would choose the former without hesitation.
Although Sister Jing said she could swim.
As for the hatred of killing one's father.
hehe!
What's it to me?
The shop fell silent, with only the clock on the wall ticking slowly.
At this moment, Shen Muyao lowered her head and stared at her finger.
With a little force, the knuckles turned a pale white.
Her chest rose and fell rhythmically, each breath like swallowing the prepared words stuck in her throat.
It's useless now.
It's no use saying anything now.
The phrase "the hatred for the murder of her father" shattered all her illusions.
She did a lot of research before coming.
The environment of that small coastal city, the little villa I bought by chance, what local delicacies it has, and...
The price of vegetables there.
She naively believed that as long as she did these things, Qin Bai would definitely leave with her.
Shen Muyao was quite self-aware of her own circumstances. She knew that there weren't many men in the world who could refuse what she had just said.
That's true, at least among those of the same age.
But now...
But then he ran into Qin Bai, this oddball.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment, frozen in place, and the air became thick and sticky.
The clock on the wall continued to chime, each tick striking her heart like a hammer blow, yet it could neither shatter nor break the deadlock.
Qin Bai slowly stood up and said gently, "Shen, get dressed, let's go for a walk."
"Um."
As always, she was obedient; even though she was feeling terrible, she didn't refuse his suggestion.
Why.
Qin Bai sighed inwardly.
What a lovely young girl.
I should stay away from her from now on. No matter how good someone is, she's no use to me if she disturbs my mind.
Women will only slow down my earning speed.
The two got dressed and left the restaurant.
Qin Bai walked ahead, while Shen Guai Guai followed behind without saying a word, her head down.
He turned his head and looked.
A gust of cold wind blew in his face, silencing him as he tried to say what he was about to say.
Now I know why she wasn't talking—her lips were frozen.
The little thing is quite sharp.
We arrived at the girls' dormitory building.
Qin Bai found a sheltered spot, and the two stood facing each other.
"Let's go back to the dorm, it's cold outside."
"Mmm." There was a hint of reluctance in her voice.
Shen Muyao raised her head slightly and stared at him for a while.
Meeting those somewhat indifferent eyes, there were still some things I didn't say.
The words "hatred for the murder of her father" were like a nightmare, extinguishing all her remaining thoughts.
She turned and slowly walked towards the dormitory.
Suddenly, she turned to him and asked, "Uncle Qin's birthday is in a few days, right? Will you go to the party?"
"Oh? Oh, I'll definitely go. He's my beloved father."
"Okay, I understand."
Shen Muyao waved to him and turned to leave.
Qin Bai scratched his head. Was it just his imagination?
Why does it feel like she's figured something out and seems so happy?
Forget it, who cares?
Anyway, now that this problem has been solved, she should have given up on the idea of liking me.
Qin Bai tightened his collar and turned to walk towards the dormitory.
A few minutes later, a large rabbit appeared in the same spot. She looked at the back of the figure and curled the corners of her mouth upwards.
Huh?
It failed again.
She stubbornly stuck out her finger, pressed it against the corner of her mouth, and pulled it upwards.
Okay, that's good.
You can even touch your own dimples now.
I took out my phone and kissed it hard.
Fortunately, at the last moment I saw Feng Yaoyao's name on my phone, along with what she had told me.
Cheng Jing.
It turns out that what Qin Bai cared about was this, not his beloved old father at all.
If he truly had feelings for Qin Yi, wouldn't he know Qin Yi's birthday?
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