At the entrance of Qing University.
The black flag slowly stopped the car.
"We're here." Ye Wangchuan placed a hand on the steering wheel and pressed down the window to let the air in.
Qiao Nian saw the familiar environment outside and was about to unbuckle her seatbelt and get out of the car when someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.
She raised her eyebrows and saw a certain someone's calm and lazy smile. The noble aura between his eyebrows was unrestrained. He leaned against the driver's seat, and his black windbreaker perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and strong waist.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to me before you leave?" It was quite seductive!
Qiao Nian was speechless.
Seeming to think that it was not enough, his slender hand pinched the girl's wrist. His fingertips were clearly not hot and were slightly cold, like the cold wind in the summer.
Qiao Nian felt as if the skin on her wrist was on fire. The fire burned upwards, almost burning her heart.
She instinctively frowned slightly. A hint of obvious impatience flashed across her face, and then her gaze subconsciously fell to his lips.
Ye Wangchuan's lips were very beautiful. They were thin and curved slightly. When he did not smile, his attractive handsome face seemed to have a hint of a smile. As for whether he was really smiling, only he knew.
Qiao Nian felt that he looked pretty good even if he didn't smile.
He was just a little too good-looking!
Who did not like good-looking people? It was a pleasure to take a few more glances at beautiful things, not to mention that he was always swaying in front of her.
"How do you want to say goodbye?" Qiao Nian's throat was a little dry. Her voice couldn't help but turn hoarse. Her gaze was still on his thin lips.
She narrowed her eyes again, her gaze revealing danger.
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