The Princess Reborn Will Rebel

"Aren't you going to chase after me?" Seeing Ouyang Mo'er watching Bei Feng leave with a calm expression, with no intention of chasing after him at all, and no look of anxiety on his face, Nangong couldn't help but ask.

Make a sound.

"Chasing him?" Ouyang Mo'er raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the direction Bei Feng left in, and suddenly turned his head to look at Nangong Jue: "What are you chasing after?"

She looked at Nangong Jue with a smile and asked, her clear eyes filled with feelings that Nangong Jue could not see clearly.

"..." After hearing Ouyang Mo'er's words, Nangong Jue could only lower his head and said nothing.

"Come here after school, what's the matter?" Seeing Nangong Jue's silence, Ouyang Mo'er smiled and asked instead of continuing the topic.

"Oh..." After coming back to his senses, Nangong Jue said softly, looked at Ouyang Mo'er, and handed the notebook in his hand to Ouyang Mo'er: "I was afraid that you didn't go to school today and missed the class, so I brought the notebook here.

…”

Ouyang Mo'er lowered her head slightly, looked at the notebook Nangong Jue held in her hand, smiled silently at the corner of her lips, and reached out to take it: "That's it?"

"Uh..." Thinking of the time in school, Nangong Jue had countless questions in his heart that he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask any of them. After a rare moment of embarrassment, he said, "It's okay."

"Then..." She weighed the notebook in her hand and tilted her head toward her house: "Want to go in and sit for a while?"

"No, see you at school tomorrow..." After rejecting Ouyang Mo'er's invitation, Nangong Jue was about to leave, but just as he took a step forward, he paused again, turned around and called out to Ouyang Mo'er who was about to leave.

: "Mo'er..."

"Well? Is there anything else?"

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

"How do you say that?" After hearing Nangong Jue's words, Ouyang Moer raised his eyebrows, slightly confused.

"Look at this..." As he said that, Nangong Jue took out his phone, opened the photo, and handed it to Ouyang Mo'er.

Ouyang Mo'er took it and glanced at the picture on the screen. She was slightly stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that I have such a big influence. Even when I go out, someone will follow me and take pictures. Tsk, tsk, this photo makes me look really ugly. I look like a madman. It seems that I will really have to go out in the future.

Pay attention to your image anytime and anywhere..." She chuckled.

In one sentence, there was no hint of joy or anger in the tone of the words. The meaning of the words clearly seemed to be lifeless, without any emotional fluctuations, but Nangong Jue did have the feeling that Ouyang Moer was angry, very angry and very angry.

Feel.

"Mo'er, if anything happens, you can tell me and I will help you." Listening to Ouyang Mo'er's tone of voice, Nangong Jue frowned in disapproval.

His intuition told him that he really didn't like Ouyang Mo'er speaking in such a tone. Such a feeling would make him feel sorry for her inexplicably.

Unprovoked.

"What will happen to me?" She said casually: "This man is Jian Yi, I will go find him to teach me Taekwondo." But she didn't expect that someone would follow her, and even take such ridiculous photos and send them to

On Nangong Jue’s cell phone.

Haha, this kind of behavior is really not childish, it's ridiculous.