Hong Yan couldn’t help but glance at Chu Siqi: “Even if I give up, there is no chance for her.”
“Why?”
After Tang Lin asked, she immediately took a breath of cold air and looked at Hong Yan in horror: “Does Jiang Qin not like women?”
Xue Gang listened beside him and was puzzled.
Forget it, the goddess I was chasing after was chasing someone else, but there was another goddess competing with her.
It’s okay if two goddesses rob each other, but the guy still doesn’t love either of them. What kind of script is this for a cold-blooded male god? Can you give me a complete set?
“What are you talking about? What do you mean by not liking women?” Chu Siqi was extremely angry.
Tang Lin looked back at her: “Although I hate you, I have to admit that you are really good-looking. Of course, Hong Yan must be above you. How can Jiang Qin not like both of them?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of small leather shoes suddenly came from the empty corridor.
Snap…
Snap…
Tang Lin’s question just now silenced everyone, so in the gap of silence, the crisp sound became particularly clear.
Hong Yan and Chu Siqi couldn’t help but look over and saw a pair of slender white hands pushing open the door of the entrepreneurial base. Under the gentle sunshine, a beautiful figure broke into their sight.
The girl was wearing a long black dress, which highlighted Qishang Saixue’s skin. At the same time, the dress had a red belt around her waist, and she was holding a shopping bag from the fruit shop in her hand.
Her pink lips are rosy, the bridge of her nose is straight, her beautiful eyes are deep and cold, and there is no flaw in her delicate facial features.
She had an expressionless face, and just by walking over like that, she felt a sense of oppression coming towards her.
Chu Siqi felt slightly suffocated, and the confidence and arrogance in her eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant.
She knew this man.
That was the cold moonlight that suppressed her for three years in high school, that is, the fairy girl in other people’s mouth, the flower of the high mountain, a class of academic gods.
According to Wang Huiru, Jiang Qin was already with her during the summer vacation.
But to be honest, she wanted to believe what her best friend said, but she couldn’t really believe it.
Because when the words “Feng Nanshu” are mentioned, even a proud person like Chu Siqi can’t help but feel a sense of self-harm and shame, and cannot have any feelings of superiority.
She admitted that Jiang Qin was very good, but subconsciously she still felt that he and Feng Nanshu were not from the same world.
But now, Feng Nanshu was really walking towards her, and the feeling of heart palpitations and powerlessness became more obvious in her heart.