After The Villain's Mother Fan Wears The Book (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 11

Fu Qing specially printed a copy of the transcript and carried it with him, waiting for Gu Yuandi to come to school, and asked him to fulfill his promise.

On Monday, Gu Yuandi finally came to school.

After running twenty laps, Fu Qing slightly panted, leaning on the maple tree, waiting for him bored.

Even if it is boring, but because of her good mood, she hums a soft song in her throat, a sweet short paragraph, can not hear what song it is, but it sounds good.

When Gu Yuandi approached in a wheelchair, he heard this tune.

Fu lightly heard the footsteps, and looked back, her bright eyes flashed with shards of light, as if she had seen the long-awaited person, she walked over with a bright smile, "Morning, classmate Gu."

"Good morning."

Gu Yuandi slid his wheelchair to go to the cafeteria.

Fu gently stopped him, not letting him go.

Gu Yuandi raised his right eye and looked at her with a cold expression. Her smile was obvious, which contrasted sharply with his expressionless face.

She is a bit like the summer sun.

It always feels warm.

Gu Yuandi: "What?"

Fu gently took out the transcript from his pocket and raised it in front of Gu Yuandi, his eyes filled with uncontrollable joy, "I won Deng Yali."

Gu Yuandi took a closer look, and Fu Qing had made progress by more than a dozen.

A gentleman can't chase a horse with a word, as long as she doesn't want the stars or the moon, or ask him to run...

Fu Qing smiled: "Student Gu, can I make a request now?"

Gu Yuandi said lightly: "You said it."

Fu gently bent his eyes like crescents, leaning over and staring at Gu Yuandi's hair, which is short, um...it's certainly not very soft, but with a mother powder filter, it is definitely more fun to knead than a doll.

Her voice was soft: "Classmate Gu, I think..."

Gu Yuandi raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for her to ask with all his attention.

Fu gently said frankly: "I want to rua your head."

Gu Yuandi: "......r......u......a......?"

Fu lightly blinked his eyes and explained: "It means rubbing hard, don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Gu Yuandi understood, he just wanted to touch him.

His auricle seemed to be filled with paint, and it became red in a second, and the suspicious redness spread to his cheeks and neck a little bit. He blushed and slid the wheelchair, and said coldly, "No."

Fu Qing chased up and pulled Gu Yuandi's back collar, "Gu Yuandi, you promised--"

Gu Yuandi grabbed Fu Qing's hand with his backhand, coldly: "Go on credit first."

"?"

Fu Qingming: "No credit!"

She grabbed Gu Yuandi's wheelchair and pressed the brake button.

Gu Yuandi stopped abruptly, leaning forward, Fu Qing's hands stretched out at this moment, making him defenseless.

Fu gently held Gu Yuandi's cheeks and rubbed them vigorously. His cheeks were blown cold by the autumn wind, soft, but excessively cold.