Chapter 105 Older men just don’t know how to fall in love!

The study door opened again.

The three people on the sofa looked over at her almost at the same time, but seeing that she was not wearing the new skirt, Lin Hui's smile couldn't help but stiffen.

But she soon regained her composure, stood up with a smile and walked over, asking with concern,

"What? Isn't it appropriate?"

Cheng Xiaoyue glanced at Jiang Jianchuan, and then walked over slowly, her fingers curled up unconsciously. In the palm of his hand, he hesitated on how to reject her kindness.

Her expression was tangled, and there was a touch of light red hanging from the corners of her eyes. It looked as if she had cried. If she hadn't known that she had just gone to the study to try on clothes, she would have thought she had suffered a lot of injustice here.

Jiang Michuan's heart tightened and he stood up subconsciously.

He walked up to Cheng Xiaoyue and looked down at her.

The distance was very close, and the light red in the corners of her eyes was even more obvious.

Jiang Michuan stared into her eyes for a moment, his tall body blocking the two eager gazes behind him, his voice was low and soft,

"If you don't like it, just say you don't like it, and my brother will buy you what you like in the future. Okay?" "

The tone of his voice was extremely doting, and his posture was extremely low.

When Lin Hui and Jiang Runhong heard this, the smiles on their faces could hardly be suppressed.

Who says older single men can’t fall in love?

The corners of the couple's lips curled up slightly, then they turned their backs and looked up in a tacit understanding, pretending to look at the empty blue sky outside the window.

Cheng Xiaoyue stared into his dark and bright eyes, shook her head, picked her fingers and whispered,

"It's not that I don't like it, it's too expensive. I can't accept it."

It was indeed too expensive. A dress worth several thousand yuan was too expensive for someone who had just stepped into the family. For girls in college, it is really a bit out of touch with real life.

Jiang Jianchuan said obediently, touched her head, and responded obediently,

"Okay, then brother will give you something worthless next time."

Cheng Xiaoyue: "Huh???" Jiang

Runhong & Lin Hui, who were eavesdropping on the side: "???"

They decided to take back their previous thoughts!

Older men just don’t know how to fall in love!

...

Cheng Xiaoyue returned home empty-handed with a belly full of delicacies.

Lin Hui and Jiang Runhong returned to the living room. The smiles on their faces disappeared instantly and were replaced by two sad faces.

Jiang Michuan sent the person back and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. Just as he was about to go back to the room, he was stopped by two parents.

He sighed helplessly and had to sit back on the sofa, preparing for the interrogation. Sure

enough, Lin Hui got straight to the point when she opened her mouth and asked in an anxious tone,

"Why do I feel like you're in trouble?"

Jiang Michuan was noncommittal, just rubbing the side of the cup and leaning back on the back of the sofa thoughtfully.

Lin Hui probably felt that today's meal had not achieved its purpose. Without waiting for his answer, she kept talking to herself,

"I didn't take away my skirt, and I didn't say anything to you. Did I not hint clearly enough?" How about I take her shopping tomorrow and find out her true thoughts for you?"

She kept worrying endlessly, and even Jiang Runhong couldn't add a word.

Jiang Michuan sighed and finally interrupted her,

"You'd better save yourself. If I scare the person away, I have to find a way to coax him back."

"Then you should be more proactive . Ah! You live right across the street. If you don't work hard to create opportunities, no one can help you!"

In the huge living room, the woman's voice was sharp and clear, with an inexplicable evil fire, which made Xiaobai sneak into Jiang Jian. At Chuan's feet, he curled up with his tail between his legs.

"Who said that?"

Jiang Michuan leaned over to touch the frightened puppy, with a careless smile on his lips, and asked in a calm and serious tone,

"How about you go learn a backflip?"

Xiaobai: "? ??"

...

Cheng Xiaoyue came home and Cheng Shu had just finished his takeout and was cleaning the table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Cheng Shu raised his head.

After seeing Cheng Xiaoyue's red eyes, he paused slightly and asked confusedly,

"Why are you crying when you go to have a meal? His dumplings don't have fillings?"

Cheng Xiaoyue couldn't care less about talking to him at the moment. , as soon as he entered the door, he went straight to the bedroom, opened the drawer with a bang, and took out the folder where he had prepared for the exam.

Almost all the information in it was brought to her by Jiang Haobin when he was doing extra classes. Cheng Xiaoyue kept it very well. Every page was neatly arranged and stored in categories.

Looking at the familiar words above, Cheng Xiaoyue's back suddenly stiffened slightly, and a sourness spread in her nasal cavity, making her feel stuffy and unable to relieve it.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly took out her phone and sent a message in one go.

[Ms. Cheng Plucking Stars]: Senior, are you free? I want to ask you something.

Not long after, the other party responded.

[Jiang Haobin]: What’s wrong?

He didn't realize what was happening yet, so he probably thought it was something related to the student union.

But Cheng Xiaoyue held the phone tightly, determined to ask clearly.

If it was really what she thought...

then he had clearly made up his mind early on? ? ?

The truth was so close, which made her feel inexplicably close to home. Cheng Xiaoyue lowered her red eyes, suppressed her fast heartbeat, and typed slowly,

[Ms. Cheng, who can pick up stars in her hand]: It’s nothing serious, I just want to ask, where did you find those self-recruitment materials? ?

....

To be fair, Jiang Haobin is indeed a frank and down-to-earth person.

Although he had been entrusted by someone to keep his loyalties a secret for a long time, since Cheng Xiaoyue asked about it, he still told the truth of the matter without reservation.

Cheng Xiaoyue had no idea that Jiang Jianchuan had thought of the path of self-recruitment for her, and then guided her through Jiang Haobin's words.

At that time, she was very young and petty, and after her confession was rejected, she always subconsciously went against him.

If Jiang Haobin hadn't come to pass the message, she might not have followed his advice and just casually admitted to an ordinary university, or simply left it to her family to arrange for her to study abroad.

Cheng Xiaoyue's lowered eyelashes trembled, and her brain was like a rusty gear, slowly turning bit by bit, trying to understand what he had done for her behind her back in the past two years.

He clearly said that she would not be able to get into Jiangnan University.

But he silently paved the way for her, like a silent beacon, guiding her to the distance.

The tip of Cheng Xiaoyue's nose felt sore, and she squatted on the ground holding her knees, unable to stand up for a long time.

Until someone knocked on the bedroom door, and the crisp sound broke the silence.

Thinking that Cheng Shu was looking for her, Cheng Xiaoyue called out, only to find that her voice was choked.

She slowly stood up, raised her hands and rubbed her eyes, and then walked over to open the door.

The lights were not turned on in the corridor, and the familiar figure was tall and straight, casting a long slanting shadow on the white wall behind him.

Cheng Xiaoyue didn't expect it to be him. She was stunned as soon as the door opened, her eyes widened, and she even forgot that she had just cried, and there was still mist inside that didn't have time to dissipate.

Jiang Michuan held her scarf in his hand and lowered his eyes to look at her.

The sunlight spread over the window sill, and all the tiny spots of light fell into his dark and bright eyes. He stared at her red eyes for a few seconds, raised the narrow ends of his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand towards her,

"Your scarf..."

Before he could finish his words, someone suddenly grabbed him around his neck and tightened his grip. Then he was forcefully dragged into the girl's bedroom.