Xi Muhan covers Yu Qiqi's lips with one hand, imprisons her hands of making trouble with the other hand, and raises it to the top of his head. His head slowly lowers and leans towards her.

Yu Qiqi blinked his big black and white eyes, staring at the enlarged handsome face in front of him, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

I haven't seen him for a few days. He seems to have lost weight and the outline of his face is clearer.

But it's the first time she has seen such a strong Xi Muhan.

The cold fragrance of the medicine approached, and his thin lips were getting closer to his face. Yu Qiqi's head turned to avoid Xi Muhan's kiss.

In fact, Xi Muhan didn't plan to kiss her either. He stopped when his lips were less than five centimeters away from Yu Qiqi's face.

Just because of her head movement, the distance between the lip and her cheek is tighter, and the ink eyes can see the tiny and lovely fluff on her face.

"Seven seven, hate me?"

The deep and hoarse voice sounded slowly in my ears, and the heat of thin lips seemed to rub Yu Qiqi's cheek.

His hand covering Yu Qiqi's lips also slowly fell down.

Yu Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"No hate, only regret."

She should not firmly believe that women pursue men, and then go after Xi Muhan regardless.

Even after chasing him, he showed himself unreservedly in front of him, so he hurt him so thoroughly!

Xi Muhan smelled the words, and the bottom of his eyes flashed with pain.

The big hand holding Yu Qiqi's hands slowly released her confinement and moved down. Instead, it encircled her waist, lowered her head to one side, and put her chin on Yu Qiqi's shoulder. "I'd rather you hate me than you regret."

Yu Qiqi shook his head and didn't push him away. He calmly narrated a fact, "I don't want to hate you, because it's too tired to hate a person."

It's too tired to keep him in my heart all the time.

Although Yu Qiqi didn't say anything, Xi Muhan seemed to understand her meaning, and his lips curved with a bitter radian.

"Well!"

Xi Muhan answered softly, then he didn't move.

Yu Qiqi felt the hot temperature on his chest, frowned, raised his hand and pushed him, "Xi Muhan, if you don't have anything else to do, let's go. I have to go to school, or I'll be late later."

"Aunt Xin just asked you to go with me for a turn."

Xi Muhan's voice rang out in his ears. Yu Qiqi wondered, "Xi Muhan, my mom doesn't know. Do you forget the previous things?"

He is not a freshman in No.1 middle school at all. He doesn't need to be familiar with No.1 middle school at all.

"I didn't forget." Xi Muhan straightened up slowly, holding her shoulders in both hands, and looked at her with fixed eyes, as if to see through her heart.

Yu Qiqi dodges subconsciously, but his head is fixed by Xi Muhan's hands and can't dodge.

"77, for the sake of our love, go to No.1 middle school with me for a walk!"

Xi Muhan's tone is very low, Yu Qiqi's heart is surging light astringent meaning.

Subconsciously, she felt that Xi Muhan should be high, he should not go down from the altar, or even show this humble look.

It's undeniable that somewhere in her heart, it hurts!

It seems that she can't refuse Xi Muhan at all.

Yu Qiqi didn't speak, but Xi Muhan could read her.

He knew it was acquiescence.

Xi Muhan takes Yu Qiqi's little hand and goes to his new home.