Chapter 179 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (17)

Ma Junying personally sent Qiao Ling and Wen Xien home.

In the car, Qiao Ling sat in the co-pilot, and Ma Junying would tease and chat with Qiao Ling, and always ignored Wen Xien without knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Every time Qiao Ling wants to look back at Wen Xien sitting in the back seat, Ma Junying will talk about a topic and pull Qiao Ling's attention over.

When he returned to the door, Qiao Ling did not get out of the car immediately, but said to Wen Xien, "You go back first, Mr. Ma and I have something to say."

Wen Xien tilted his head, and his eyes, which were still like a pool of stagnant water, suddenly felt a strange coldness.

This time she finally looked at Ma Junying.

Ma Junying looked back and the dim lights were sprinkled on half of his side face, his eyes were dim and unclear.

Wen Xien said nothing and got out of the car obediently.

Ma Junying withdrew his gaze lightly. He hung his eyelashes lazily, not as abnormal as before.

"I'm going to let Eun'en transfer to school." Qiao Ling said what he kept in his heart.

I don’t know when this happened in school. Qiao Ling wanted to go to school to make trouble, but the trouble would definitely be fruitless in the end, so she wanted to leave here and change to a new environment.

Is this why Wen Xien doesn’t want to go to school?

She is so timid that she may not say anything even if she is bullied.

Qiao Ling suddenly felt that she was a very incompetent sister. She agreed to protect her and gave her the best life, but what about now?

Everything seems to be getting worse and worse.

The man's eyes were not at all turbulent, deep, like the sea, which would suck people into the bottomless abyss. When he heard Wen Xien's name, a trace of dark light flashed quickly in his eyes, so fast that no one could notice it.

"Yes, go to M City. I know the chairman of a key high school there, so I can ask someone to arrange it."

Ma Junying seemed to be thinking about Qiao Ling everywhere, but only he knew what he was thinking.

Qiao Ling hesitated for a while, "Isn't this good?"

The cold man opposite replied without hesitation: "No."

Ma Junying paused, gently stroked the steering wheel with her fingers, and her eyes changed slightly, "After all, my sister likes Yen, Yen, so cute, I like it a little."

A few strands of hair on his forehead hung down, blocking the long and narrow eyes, and only a vague glimpse of his shaking gaze.

He seemed to be looking at Qiao Ling, but he didn't seem to be looking at him.

Qiao Ling did not understand the deep meaning below Ma Junying's tone, but she knew that Ma Junying was not the kind of kind of good person. "Mr. Ma, what's the purpose of helping me like this?"

Qiao Ling followed Ma Junying with his eyes, trying to see something from his surface.

However, no, Qiao Ling will never understand this man.

Ma Junying smiled evilly and approached Qiao Ling. He was already a little evil. He smiled halfway through the corner of his lips and felt a sense of bad energy. He ambiguously pinned Qiao Ling's hair behind his ears, "What do you think I want? Or what do you have?"

The tip of the nose was filled with expensive men's perfume, and male hormones also came to the face instantly. Qiao Ling blushed in a bad mood, which was quite beautiful.

"Mr. Ma... I have nothing. You help me like this, so I don't know how to repay you." Qiao Ling lowered her head and missed the indifference that flashed across Ma Junying's face.

"How could it be..."

There is a treasure surrounded by dust, and he needs to wipe the dust on me.

Qiao Ling obviously misunderstood what Ma Junying meant. The blush on her clear face spread to the tips of her ears and her eyes dodged, but she didn't dare to look at Ma Junying.

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Wen Xien transferred to school, and the procedures were handled by Ma Junying. Ma Qing was very happy because she was studying in M ​​City, but she returned here because of some private matters. Unexpectedly, she would meet Wen Xien, so she was even more reluctant to go to M City.

In the new city, strangers made Wen Xien particularly uncomfortable. Ma Qing took Wen Xien around every day.

Ma Qing is lively and cheerful, with a very popular relationship. The people around her are also very friendly to Wen Xien, who is beautiful and thin. This makes Wen Xien gradually no longer resist and even begin to get used to the environment here.

The weather is sunny, the blue sky is white clouds, and the warm sunlight is warm.

Wen Xien sat in the back corner of the classroom, quietly looking at the book in his hand.

The classmates in the class were chatting and laughing happily.

Their faces were filled with vibrant smiles, as if they were glowing, and they were very shining.

Although Wen Xien is not as withdrawn and gloomy as before, he still rarely speaks and is not familiar with the people in the class.

Wen Xien heard them talking about the transfer student, a boy, who was coming to this class today.

In a daze, the noisy talk suddenly stopped and the air condensed.

I saw a boy standing beside the door frame of the classroom. He seemed to be emitting light all over his body, becoming the dazzling focus of the crowd.

He is so beautiful that he is so beautiful that he can't tell the difference between male and female.

He has slender and delicate shallow eyebrows, warm almond eyes, like autumn water, a small mole on the tip of his fair nose, and a small red lips slightly pursed, exuding the charm of Jiangnan water town.

The boy walked into the classroom, came to the center of the podium, and waved, "Hello everyone...my name is Wang Qi." He seemed a little nervous and uneasy.

As soon as the words were finished, a scream suddenly rang out in the classroom, screaming belonging to the girl.

It was nothing more than praising Wang Qi for how good he looked and the class welcomed another future school grass.

When they said these words, their eyes subconsciously drifted towards Wen Xien.

But boys don't think so.

One of the boys looked disdainful and curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Not the school grass, I think it is the school beauty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several boys shook their heads and echoed, and then they said that Wang Qi was just a sissy.

Beauty is original sin.

When Wen Xien heard the name of sissy, he almost subconsciously shook his fingers tightened the pages.

After hearing these disbelief contempt, Wang Qi's face turned a little pale. He lowered his head and then walked off the podium.

Wherever he passed, there were girls looking at him.

Wang Qi walked towards Wen Xien until he stopped in front of Wen Xien.

He bit his lower lip and asked, "Can I sit here?" After that, he smiled slightly at Wen Xien, his eyes as if there were stars.

Wen Xien looked up and looked at him faintly, without saying anything, and continued to lower his head to read.

Wang Qi blushed in embarrassment, carefully observed Wen Xien's face, and asked uneasy, "Then will I sit?"

Wen Xien did not refuse or agree.

After Wang Qi sat next to Wen Xien, he cleaned up the table and cabinet.

Then he took out a box of tin candy from his schoolbag, which was fruity.

"Come on?" Wang Qi handed Wen Xien a piece of paper candy.

Wen Xien looked at the candy in his palm, which exuded colorful light.

Wen Xien turned his head to look at him, and he said to her with a smile: "This candy is delicious."

Wang Qi moved his body closer to Wen Xien. Wen Xien could smell the refreshing soap smell on his body, which was lavender.

He looked down at Wen Xien's desk by Wen Xien's arm.

There was a Chinese book on the desk, "Jon." Wang Qi recited Wen Xien's name and his voice was very soft.

He raised his head, and the warm and soft almond eyes seemed to be covered with mist, "I remember you, where are you?" After that, a pair of dimples rippled out of his cheeks, which looked like peach blossoms.

Maybe his expression was too clean and pure, which moved Wen Xien a little. She nodded as a response.

At noon, Ma Qing and Wen Xien went to the cafeteria.

Wang Qi was queuing up to make a meal

Standing behind Wen Xien.

Many people were watching Wang Qi along the way.

Wen Xien had long been used to the sight of the people around him. Wang Qi seemed to dislike him. He frowned, after the meal, he smiled at Wen Xien quickly and walked forward in a hurry.

His expression was strange, as if he was patient.
Chapter completed!