President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 16: Others know that you will peek at men...

There was a window next to her. He stood up and opened it and was about to sit down when he tapped the table with his index finger.

"I can't sleep during my nap, so teach me math."

He didn't come to class for two days, and accordingly, the two of them didn't interact with each other for two days. Since he wanted to learn, Wen Hua had no reason to refuse.

After telling a few typical examples, she raised her eyes slightly to look at the man who had been silent, suspecting that he was not listening carefully.

"Understand?"

Xi Mo pressed his temples with one hand, his eyelids lazily closed, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping.

Wen Hua was slightly startled. Is her topic so hypnotic?

In the quiet afternoon, the students in the classroom were lying on the desks drowsily. Occasionally, someone turned the pages of a book, and the fan above their heads rotated slowly, blowing the fine hair around their ears from time to time.

Her breathing was slightly suffocated, and she quietly looked at the sleeping face of the person in front of her.

Xi Mo really has the kind of appearance she likes. His bones are clear and his handsome face is like an ice sculpture that has been carefully polished by the most outstanding craftsmen.Deep eye sockets, high bridge of nose, sexy thin lips...

With his flamboyant appearance and unruly oppression, she looked at him a little cautiously even when she was asleep.

It was sultry and hot at noon, so she licked her dry lips slightly, her eyes moved slightly downwards, scanning his knife-like chin and raised Adam's apple, and her cheeks suddenly felt hot.

The faded memories of that night came flooding back, and I remembered her reckless kiss on his chin, and even her unreserved words, "If you can't be angry anymore, you can kiss him back."

Now recalling those details in front of him, Wen Hua felt that she was so unruly back then.

The first impression she left on him must have been shattered long ago.

She shook her head slightly. They said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. She was so bold at that time.

Just as he was regretting his rudeness that night, Wen Hua suddenly remembered that her necklace was still on him, and she instantly became energetic.

He fell asleep.

Last time, the necklace seemed to be taken out of the trouser pocket.

My eyes scanned around his body, but there was no trace of the necklace, and I didn't know if it was still in his trouser pocket.

I looked at his waist unconsciously, feeling a little worried, but how to get it?

She frowned slightly, as if she was racking her brains to think of a solution, completely unaware that the person in front of her had opened her eyes.

Xi Mo took a short nap for a few minutes. When he woke up again, he saw her eyes staring intently at his waist, not knowing what she was thinking.

He moved his lips slowly, "Does it look good?"

Wen Hua was startled and suddenly bumped into his playful eyes.

Thinking of her loss just now and the specialness of that position, she turned completely red from face to neck almost instantly.

She was a little incoherent, "I, I'm not..."

Xi Mo saw her panic clearly and said calmly: "Peeping at me?"

"It's not what you think······"

He looked at her like this and suddenly became playful. He lowered his tone and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You look so pure. Others know that you will forcefully kiss strangers and peek at men..." ··”

Wen Hua froze immediately, "I didn't!"

The wantonness and playfulness in his eyes were too obvious, and through the surface, it seemed that he could be seen deeper, dangerous, domineering, and suffocating.

This man is too dangerous.

Both visually and psychologically, Wen Hua panicked and turned around.

She sat upright throughout the afternoon class, her back was very stiff, and the temperature of her ears never dropped.

When she thought of his unabashed playfulness and the danger he inadvertently exuded, she felt flustered. She was shocked and frightened.

So she figured something out. This Xi Mo was a very dangerous person, and she couldn't have anything to do with him in the future.

She came here to study. Apart from graduating first in the school, nothing else was worth her energy. She didn't want to cause any complications.

The two people who originally had a bad atmosphere became even more estranged overnight.

In the afternoon, when she was carrying the plates to put them away after dinner, she saw Xi Mo and Fu Ming from a distance. She turned around and said to her roommates: "Let's put them on the other side."

Rong Qiu also noticed Xi Mo and nodded, "Okay."

Xi Mo, who was not far away, naturally saw the person who was avoiding him and taking a long way. He turned his head and looked at Fu Ming, who was a few meters away from him, "What are you crazy about?"

Fu Ming, who had his back turned to him, looked back at Wen Hua who was walking away. He was relieved a little and then approached Xi Mo.

"It's nothing. A mosquito just got into your eye. Rub it."

If Wen Hua didn't like Xi Mo and also disliked herself, then he would be unjust!Therefore, he had to keep a distance from Xi Mo when Wen Hua was around.

Xie Juan had already seen through everything, "She must be pretending to be afraid that Wen Hua will think that someone who is close to red is red and someone who is close to black is black, which will affect his pursuit of others, and deliberately alienate us."

Fu Ming didn't say anything when he was exposed.

Xie Juan asked curiously: "Have you never heard that she likes her childhood sweetheart from her hometown? There is no grass anywhere in the world. Why should a man be so hypocritical and pretend to be affectionate?"

After placing the plates, the three of them went downstairs. The two of them chatted, but Xi Mo never spoke, as if he was not interested.

Fu Ming: "You can't tell the truth from rumors, and there's no guarantee that you'll like someone you liked before. Anyway, I haven't met anyone who is more pleasing to my eye or more interesting than her in the short term, so why give up?"

Not sure whether he was serious or just for fun, Xie Juan didn't bother to explore and shrugged, "Okay, you can be happy, but I have a word of advice, brother, don't take it too seriously, so as not to be sad and lonely in the future."

He said it casually, but it was indeed a good word, and the listeners deserved it casually.

Little did he know that in the future, these words would actually come true for another person.

Before the three of them stepped out of the cafeteria, they saw a crowd of people gathering at the door. It was raining heavily outside, and the students were separated at the door of the cafeteria.

No wonder it was so muggy in the afternoon, it turned out that there was a heavy rain waiting.

Since it's raining, let's wait for now.

But after waiting for a long time, the rain was not only not light, but also had a tendency to rain heavily. The road surface had gathered into a vast ocean, with quite an earth-shattering momentum.

The students who were walking outside with umbrellas had half their legs wet, so they cleverly held their shoes in their hands.

"President, here are the umbrellas for you." The junior student from the student union rushed over with three big black umbrellas in his arms.

"Thank you." Xi Mo opened the umbrella and walked into the rain.

The fans behind him were secretly poking and excited.

"Senior Xi is so handsome! With the black umbrella held up like this, Qingjun walking tall and straight in the rain looks so much like the hero of an idol drama!"

"Same feeling! It's really amazing. Why is he walking so calmly when others are so panicked in the rain? This picture is simply amazing! Which sister brought a mobile phone? Take a quick photo!"

"Shooting!"

It's not that they are exaggerating. Xi Mo's appearance is very good. Although he would be excited when he saw him normally, the scene in front of him was really full of atmosphere and a rare scene in his lifetime.

The water on the road is like a vast ocean, and the water vapor in the dense rain curtain is majestic. Xi Mo's eyebrows are clear, and his expression is even more dull in the rainy day. He holds the umbrella handle with his white and boney knuckles, and his slender and tall figure seems to be integrated with the rain curtain. It's like a thick-ink landscape painting, or like a slow-motion movie.

(End of this chapter)