MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 3

"I write love letters to other women?" Xiao Ran turned around in embarrassment, with an uncontrollable anger in his tone.

"Isn't it? I saw it with my own eyes, and you still hide it in your favorite math book in a red love envelope!" Jing Zhao stared at him with aggrieved and accusing eyes, wanting an explanation, as if he was really cheated. But in fact, green is not green, she is clear in her heart.

Hearing the love envelope, Li Ran's eyes flickered, and then his probing eyes fell on Jing Zhao's face, "Jing Zhao, do you really not know, or are you trying to lie to me again?"

But in my mind I couldn't help recalling that on the afternoon of his birthday, Jing Zhao came to look for him in the classroom of Class A. The two had made an appointment to have dinner together, but when he went to the teaching room, Jing Zhao disappeared when he came back.

He couldn't get in touch with her, so he searched everywhere he could, and asked her friends, but they all said he hadn't seen her.

He was a little anxious and didn't even go to class, wondering if something happened to her.

However, that night, the other party appeared again, but gave him an unexpected "surprise".

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran's eyes gradually became gloomy, and he didn't want to think about what happened that night, even though he acted calmly from the beginning to the end, as if he wasn't the one being played and humiliated.

But in fact, li xuan knew that he was going crazy, he couldn' t do anything, and when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, there were two completely different faces of the woman in front of him.

Everyone thought that Li Ran didn't like to fight, but no one knew how ruthless he was in fights before. Shen Ling felt that it was because of his large number of people that he beat Li Ran so hard.

They didn't know that he just didn't want to fight back. The pain in his body seemed to paralyze him and remind him not to make the same mistake again, let alone trust others easily.

As for the love letter, it seems that Jing Zhao came over suddenly that afternoon, and he hurriedly stuffed it into the textbook, but she still saw it unexpectedly.

He had never written a love letter to anyone else, if she hadn't said that she wanted a love letter written by herself, how could he have seriously written it to her in the classroom like a fool.

However, none of this matters now.

Whether she really didn't know, or wanted to continue to lie to him, li xuan felt that it had nothing to do with him, so what if he explained it, it just made himself look more ridiculous.

"What should I know?" Jing Zhao looked puzzled.

"It's nothing, if you think it is, then so be it." Xiao Ran casually perfunctory.

"You admit it? Do you really have to write love letters to others behind my back?" Xiao Ran's disguised admission was equivalent to blowing up Jing Zhao directly, and she looked at him angrily and sadly, "Who is she? Du Wenxue or Lin Luoluo?"

Xiao Ran paused, looking at Jing Zhao with a little speechless eyes.

Apart from being in the same class as him, they never had much interaction. How did she think of Du Wenxue and Lin Luoluo?

Perhaps seeing Xiao Ran's speechlessness, Jing Zhao sized him up suspiciously, and then began to deny himself, "Impossible, they are not as good-looking as I am, how could you like them."

Xiao Ran almost laughed out of anger, his eyes fell on Jing Zhao involuntarily.

Seaweed-like curly hair, reaching to the waist, a small flower-like face no bigger than one of his palms, milky skin that is dazzlingly white, but the lips are as pink as snow cherry, seductive, a pair of almond eyes, smiling Sweet and charming.

After just tasting it, he already knew the terrible taste, even thinking about it, Xiao Ran felt a slight heat in his heart.

It is undeniable that although Jing Zhao's words are narcissistic, there is really no other person who is prettier than her in the entire Shenghui High School.

Even if he hated her delicate and savage temper at first, he still indulged in it later, Xiao Ran thought with contempt, his eyes gradually cooled down.

"It's just a skin, it doesn't represent anything." Xiao Ran said softly, not knowing whether he wanted to refute Jing Zhao, or to convince himself.

"It really doesn't mean anything?" Jing Zhao suddenly approached, wrapped his arms around the man's slender neck like a snake, leaned his soft body tightly against the man's body, stood on tiptoe and kissed the bruise on his chin, Then it moved away, and landed on the corner of his lips again, sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick and lick the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Ran felt like being struck by thunder, his body froze as if he had been sealed and couldn't move, and a layer of crimson clouds quickly spread behind his ears.

Jing Zhao sucked lightly on his thin lips, then slowly backed away, his eyes sparkled, and his face was smiling like a flower, "Brother, are you blushing?"?