Chapter 115

Cheng ran looks at Feng moye in a suit. His white shirt is shining white under the light. He is an extraordinary man. At the moment, he steps slowly in the light and has a sense of distance that can't be touched. His handsome face is getting closer and more eye-catching.

Her heart thumped. How did Feng moye appear here and how did he know he was here.

Some female students nearby can't help it.

"Look at this man. He's too handsome. He's like a male star. He has too much temperament."

"This is the male god of my dream. He drives that car. It's tailor-made for him."

"It's not. Only such a man deserves such a magnificent car."

"I don't know if he has a girlfriend. If so, his girlfriend must be very beautiful."

"It's over. I'm dying. Can you go up and ask him for a wechat?"

"Don't think about it. This kind of rich and handsome man is out of our reach. We can only look at him from a distance."

Huang Qi thinks she has seen a lot of handsome guys, but like this man, she has excellent temperament, sharp edges and corners, deep eyes raised lazily, and dark pupils like an abyss, which makes people sink at a glance.

The domineering spirit of the whole body tilts down, and the noble inviolable breath spreads.

Huang Qi was silly at that time. She was completely obsessed. If she could spend a good night with such a man, she would be satisfied all her life.

Even if you let her pay, it doesn't matter. This kind of best man is rare in a hundred years.

The big wave next to Huang Qi pushed her: "Huang Qi, you look so good and have such temperament. Men like you. Why don't you try and see if you can get his wechat."

"No, if people don't, I'll lose face."

"Lose face, you can definitely get it. If he can't even see you, who else can he see?"

"Yes, let's follow it to wechat."

Huang Qi's face is shy. In fact, she is ready to move in her heart. She really wants to challenge. She has all kinds of manners. Few men can refuse her.

If this man really gave her wechat, she could save face in front of her classmates.

"Well... Well, I'll try. If I don't arrive, don't laugh at me."

"No, no, we believe in your charm. Even if he is handsome, he is also a man."

Hearing this, Huang Qi summoned up her courage, held her handbag tightly, and pulled down her already low enough collar.

Cheng ran looked calm beside them and watched them perform. Especially Huang Qi's rough waves, she sent Luo's upper body, for fear that others might not know that she was as big as a peach.

Huang Qi plucked her hair and walked to Feng moye with an enchanting posture. Her beautiful eyes blinked at him.

"Sir, can you add a wechat? We can have dinner together when we are free."

Feng moye's deep eyes are calm and deep, with a bit of cold, which makes his cold face more and more. His whole body is full of the threat of the superior, which is breathtaking. His sight falls on her, and the cold thin lip flap opens slightly.

"I have a wife“

This is a disguised refusal.

But Huang Qi was unwilling: "it doesn't matter. We just add a wechat to get to know each other. We can also be friends."

"Sorry, my wife doesn't like me to be friends with the opposite sex."

Huang Qi's face, which was relatively stable, became stiff in an instant. How much does this person love his wife, one wife at a time.

Her mouth twitched: "can you ask what your wife looks like?"

It can make such a handsome and charming man so dedicated.

It's rare for him to be so indifferent to women's initiative. She wanted to know what kind of woman could make him so calm and calm. There was no valley yawn in his eyes.

Feng moye looks over Huang Qi and falls on Cheng ran not far away. His arm is slightly raised and points to her.

"My wife, that's what she looks like."

Everyone's eyes fell on Cheng ran for a moment, and their mouths were almost stuffed with an egg.

"What's the matter? Is this handsome guy wrong?"

"Does she mean Cheng ran?"

"Why not? Isn't Cheng ran behind Huang Qi?"

"He just said that his wife looks like this, and then pointed to Cheng ran, that is to say..."

"Cheng Ran's husband is him!"

"No, isn't it that Cheng Ran's husband is extremely ugly, and maybe he is still half disabled?"

"Oh, that was Huang Qi's own guess."

"My God, Cheng ran, what is the koi's luck to find such a handsome husband."

Feng moye strides steadily across Huang Qi to Cheng ran. Huang Qi's face becomes ferocious, ugly and hateful. She clenches her fist tightly and her eyes are full of jealousy.

How is it possible that a tomboy like Cheng ran, who is not a bit feminine and doesn't understand amorous feelings, can find such a handsome and golden husband.

Why can she only find an old man divorced at the age of 40, or rely on her position to have today's situation.

She worked so hard that it was less than one tenth of Cheng ran's.

Feng moye stood in front of Cheng ran. His cold eyes suddenly became soft like water. The corners of his lips stirred up slightly and stretched out his hand to her.

"Wife, I've come to pick you up."

Cheng ran hasn't slowed down yet. This is not the first time Feng moye has helped her out. Although she can handle this kind of thing herself, Huang Qi can't get any benefit from her, but it's so reassuring and comfortable to be protected.

Even she sometimes looks forward to Feng moye's appearance.

Su yexuan next to her gently touched Cheng ran and reminded her.

"Cheng ran."

She then recovered, and then, under the envious and shocked eyes of the people, she slowly put her hand into the man's warm palm and was wrapped.

A warm current flowed all over her body in an instant. This wonderful feeling that she had never had occupied all of her.

Since these people want to see her jokes, how can she let these people succeed, especially Huang Qi, who wants to hook up with her to seal Mo ye.

Is her husband the kind of person who loves beauty?

Cheng ran looks at Feng moye affectionately and leans against him like a little woman.

"Husband, how did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time. Wait a minute, I'll introduce you. These are my college classmates."

Feng moye said to these people, "thank you for taking care of our family."

These people have different faces, and most of them can only smile awkwardly.

"It's all right, it's all students."

"Yes, we didn't expect Cheng ran to find such a handsome husband. It's really enviable."

Feng moye hugs Cheng Ran's shoulder. It's called a baby.

"No, I'm lucky to have such a beautiful and kind wife."

Su yexuan is also happy for Cheng ran, but she can't see the hypocrisy of these people.

"I don't know who just kept saying that Cheng Ran's husband is extremely ugly and semi disabled. Hit his face. He's handsome."

Everyone knows that Huang Qi is the one who said this just now?

Cheng Ran's face was pulled back by Feng moye. Now even if these students are jealous of Cheng ran, they don't dare to underestimate her.

Originally, everyone thought that Huang Qi was the heroine today. Unexpectedly, they made a wedding dress for Cheng ran.

Feng moye bowed his head and said to Cheng ran in a low voice, "wife, it's getting late. Say goodbye to your classmates."

Cheng ran nodded and turned back.

"Next time we have a chance to invite you to dinner, let's go first."

"OK, OK, you go slowly."

When Cheng ran passes Huang Qi, she suddenly stops. She is not a virgin. If anyone offends her, she will return it ten times.

She looked at Huang Qi with a pale face and sneered.

"Huang Qi, you really have a good figure, but my husband likes my just right size."

Huang Qi stared at Cheng ran in embarrassment, her cheeks bulging with anger.

"Cheng ran, don't be too proud. I don't know when your husband is tired of you, he will dump you."

Feng moye first replied, "even if you dump me, only my wife will dump me. If one day she doesn't want to be with me, it must be that I'm not good enough for her."

Feng moye and Cheng ran clasped their fingers and stared at the girl in front of her gently. Huang Qi felt that she was dying of acid!

The crowd watched the two people leave in the luxury car. They were more envious of Cheng ran one by one. This was the real low-key.