Bizarre Love

Chapter 115 Kiss (3)

The sun was rising, and Jiang Ren was wearing a black sportswear, which he couldn't find in the crowd. Before he went downstairs, he took away the thermos, which contained the milk that Gao Yi had prepared for him.

Gao Yi was dumbfounded.

His future boss Jiang Shao walked through the corridor, down the stairs, and then to the gate where the contestants left the passage. Holding a thermos cup, squatting under a tree and waiting without image.

After a long time, Gao Yi saw the girl No. 8 on the stage through the window.

The little girl was wearing a pea green short-sleeved top and a white pleated skirt, which was youthful and lively. Come out from the gate.

The sun shone through the shade of the tree, and the young master Jiang stood up the moment he saw her.

In the scorching heat of June, his black hair was covered with sweat.

Meng Ting ran towards him, why is Jiang Ren here, the staff won't let him in?

She agreed with him to watch her dance, if he had been here for so long, Meng Ting would feel uncomfortable thinking about it.

"They won't let you in?"

Jiang Ren said: "No, you just came out." He smiled, "I saw you dancing, it looks great."

She is very happy, with big bright eyes. Meng Ting just danced, her mood was very relaxed, really happy. She said softly, "Thank you."

The air is sweet.

Next to it are large clusters of small white jasmines.

He unscrewed the thermos and put the cup into her hands.

Creamy.

She held it in both hands in a daze, and the performers occasionally came out of the gate, and then went to gather at the teacher who led the team. Leave the background to other preparers.

Teacher Zhang also came out.

Jiang Ren paused, and recognized that it was her leading teacher.

He still feels that she didn't want to know him before. Unlike him, she is very obedient and especially respects the teacher.

He put his hands in his pockets, and there was sweat on his cheeks. He walked a few steps away, leaning against a tree, letting her stand in the shade, and bathing himself in the sun. Teacher Zhang walked over, but didn't notice Jiang Ren who was beside him, and waved to Meng Ting with a friendly face: "Meng Ting, it's time to go."

Holding the thermos cup, Meng Ting followed Teacher Zhang for a few steps.

The milk is still hot, with a very gentle and warm fragrance.

Meng Ting didn't know what impulse supported her and made her turn her head.

Xia Yang is scorching hot.

He leaned over there casually, with a lazy posture. Seeing her turn around, he raised a bright and unconcerned smile.

He wasn't the gentle, appealingly handsome guy that was popular.

In Zhao Nuancheng's words, he even has a bad temper. It looks bad and fierce, not a good thing.

Teacher Zhang walked ahead of her and didn't notice that she turned her head back.

However, Meng Ting didn't know why, but felt his heart go up.

She said, "Teacher."

Teacher Zhang turned around.

"You go first, I'll be right over."

The sun scorched his already heat-absorbing black clothes.

Jiang Ren watched her walking towards him.

There was a slight breeze.

Her teacher is not far away.

He panicked, fuck, if her teacher misunderstands and asks, she will feel uncomfortable. He couldn't tell the difference between a teacher and a teacher, and it seemed to him that there was no difference.

"Jiang Ren."

"Um?"

He lowered his eyes, and she gave him a wet tissue from the small pocket of her clothes.

He froze.

The wind rustled the leaves, and for a moment the hustle and bustle of summer faded away.

Her voice was sweet: "Wipe your sweat, go home, it's hot outside. You drink this." She carefully covered the milk and put it back in his big hand.

The cup in the palm still carries her temperature.

Damn it?

Knowing that he likes her, still... still seduce him like this.

Jiang Ren quickly glanced at her teacher, and saw that Teacher Zhang was not looking this way. He held the cup tightly, and said in a fierce voice, "Meng Ting, do you know what you are doing?"

She blinked, not quite understanding, and asked him, "What?"

He said, "I've been coveting you all this time, you dare to turn back."

Jiang Ren didn't need her answer, he raised her chin and lowered his head.

The little swan was in front of his eyes, and the scorching sun gradually lost its color.

She opened her eyes wide, and there was a little warmth on her cheeks. This bastard, he...he kissed him while everyone was not paying attention.