Don’t Pretend To Be the Heroine - Chapter 7

——Catch worms——

The heroine slumped on the ground and looked at the person on the sofa in shock, her thoughts scattered.

Doesn’t Luoluo like yourself? Am I thinking wrong?

At the beginning of her idea, the downward associations were like a wild horse that couldn’t be taken back.

If, if Luoluo really doesn’t like me, isn’t what I did just now amount to a death sentence for myself?

The heroine’s face was ashen, and she no longer stared at Meng Zhen. He lowered his head, as if giving up on himself, waiting for Meng Zhen’s final judgment.

Heh, Meng Zhen sneered at the heroine’s cautiousness in her heart. At the same time, I am more convinced that love is really not a good thing, it can make people so humble.

“I like you very much.” Meng Zhen said.

What? ! Jing Anran raised her head suddenly, her eyes were shining brightly, and there seemed to be pink bubbles around her.

The corners of his mouth lifted up uncontrollably. She leaned forward slightly to get up.

However, the person on the sofa was really stubborn, and when she saw her getting up and approaching Jing Anran, she didn’t bend down, so she stretched out her hand and hung in front of Jing Anran.

Jing Anran stopped standing up.

Blessed to her heart, Jing Anran knelt down and leaned over, put her face in her palm, and gave a small kiss.

Then, she closed her eyes intoxicatedly and gently rubbed Meng Zhen’s hand.

The numbness that the kiss brought to Meng Zhen made her slightly tighten the hand placed on the hostess’ face, and then relaxed again.

The hand moved down along the hostess’s face, Meng pillow pinched Jing Anran’s chin, turned left and right, and looked at it carefully.

Cherry lips and teeth, delicate eyebrows, and affectionate eyes.

Meng pillow had to admit that this life was very good.

On this side, because the person in front of him didn’t bend down, Jing Anran had no choice but to kneel up straight, raising her head to match Meng Zhen’s movements.

She hugged Meng pillow’s waist tightly and looked into Meng pillow’s eyes with excitement.

However, Meng Zhen’s eyes were not the happiness and sweetness she imagined, but full of jokes.

Meng Zhen still had a gentle smile on her face, but the words she said were not so gentle: “However, I like Wu Min a little more.” No, she didn’t like anyone, and Meng pillow silently refuted herself in her heart.

It was a blow to the head, and Jing Anran’s smile disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shy and happy eyes that were originally full of stars and wrapped around the girl suddenly dimmed.

She grinned and pulled Meng Zhen’s clothes hard, praying for the impossible sentence “I lied to you.”

Meng Zhen continued to speak, “Although I will be with him, I still like you.” So do you understand, mistress?

If you want to be with Jiang Luo, you must get rid of Wu Min, the heroine! Come on, give some strength!

“So, you’d better be nice?”

Meng Zhen rubbed her chin and finally bent down.

Approaching slowly, until the two of them are close at hand, their breaths are sprayed on each other’s faces before they stop.

Meng Zhen said quietly: “Also, what about you, it can only be mine, don’t let me know that you have other ambiguous/ambiguous objects, or I will hate you?”

So just concentrate on doing business, don’t always think about falling in love with passerby A, go and solve Wu Min!

Jing Anran still didn’t give up after hearing this, and slammed up and slapped Meng Zhen in the face.

Because of the systematic advance warning, Meng Zhen stood up and quickly put a finger against Jing Anran’s lips, defusing this unfortunate sneak attack.

She frowned, feeling that the heroine was still trying to move forward, and said displeasedly, “I advise you not to do that.”

Seeing Meng Zhen’s face froze, and talking to herself even with a hint of disgust, Jing Anran was as anxious and desperate as a trapped beast.

She tried her best to squeeze out a pleasing smile, while hugging Meng Zhen’s waist tightly, with a nervous expression, she begged with tears in her eyes, “Luoluo, I was wrong, just for a while, okay?”

“No.” The answer was firm and firm without hesitation.

Jing Anran was so anxious that she didn’t dare to do anything. Neither is kissing, nor is putting. He could only stare at Meng Zhen at a loss.

“Let go.” Meng pillow gently pushed the mistress who was imprisoning her, motioning her to move away.

As if Jing Anran didn’t hear it, she didn’t let go, and kept stubbornly stuck with Meng Zhen.

“I said, let go.” This time Meng Zhen said without any emotion. As if stating something sparse and ordinary.

But this sentence really frightened Jing Anran. She hesitated, and slowly let go.

The sweetheart smiled after he let go.

The sweetheart rubbed his lips with his fingers and said to himself, “Good boy.”

…

Why did Jing Anran fall in love with Jiang Luo?

Not sure…

Others say that falling in love at first sight is an idea, but this statement doesn’t seem to apply to her.

To be honest, Jiang Luo does not belong to the type of beauty that makes people fall in love at first sight, and it can even be said to be unremarkable.

However, as soon as Jing Anran saw her, she couldn’t help but want to get close to her. No matter where she is, as long as Jiang Luoluo is there, Jing Anran can’t help but pay attention to her.

Just like the flowers blooming in spring, the ice surface is broken, and all the brilliance is concentrated around Jiang Luo, making people unable to take their eyes off.

Jing Anran is like a moth in the dark night, and Jiang Luo is the only candlelight.

Subconsciously, all of Jiang Luo’s Jing Anran wanted to leave traces, even if she was the poisoned wine in the jade pot, Jing Anran was willing to sink.

Love all her looks, sweet, charming, naughty, bad. Every one of her, Jing Anran wanted to own.

Then tear her bones into her belly, draw blood and melt her body, so that she can only look at herself, rely on herself, and love herself deeply.

This feeling is really indescribable.

Just like now, Meng Zhen was just sitting next to her, obviously only the corners of her clothes were intertwined, and she could feel extremely happy in an ordinary classroom. I even want to save this moment forever.

After class was over, the girl next to Meng Zhen came over and said, “Hey, sister, the professor just said that the homework is a few questions. I didn’t hear it clearly. Could you tell me?”

Meng Zhen opened the book and wanted to show it to her. Suddenly there was a book in front of him, Jing Anran pointed to the question, and said to the girl across Meng pillow, “These are the sketches to do.”

Meng pillow turned to look at the heroine.

Jing Anran noticed it almost instantly, and immediately met the man’s straightforward gaze. With a smile on his face, an abnormal blush spread across his face.

[Strange, so strange. Oh host, what kind of ecstasy soup did you give An Ran? Why is she different from before? 】

“Why is it different?”

[Um…a lot of wretched/trivial? This is simply crazy / Han, right? I had never seen her coveting the original owner before. 】

Meng Zhen didn’t feel much after listening to the system. She felt from the bottom of her soul that Jing Anran was originally such a person.

“Because she didn’t know Jiang Luo’s thoughts before, now her thoughts about Jiang Luo have been made public, so she naturally begins to reveal her true nature.” Meng Zhen replied lazily to the system.

The system doesn’t think so. It wouldn’t naively believe that the heroine changed so obviously because her love was revealed.

It is obvious that things are right and wrong, and they love to migrate.

It’s just that neither of them will know whether the hidden soul under the skin is still the original one.

Meng Zhen sat on the chair without moving, and Jing Anran followed her.

After the speakers in the classroom had all gone one by one, Meng Zhen began to deal with the heroine.

She picked up her pen with one hand, poked Jing Anran’s cheek lightly with the end with the cap, and propped up her head with the other hand, as if she was teasing a kitten.

With a smile, she asked knowingly, “Tell me, what’s going on these days? As long as someone approaches me, you can’t wait to drive them away. What do you want to do?”

Jing Anran couldn’t find an excuse to escape, so she lowered her eyes and said bluntly, “I want you to be the only one by my side, and I want you to just look at me.” She didn’t raise her head after speaking, she was really I was too afraid to see disgust in Meng Zhen’s eyes.

Pfft, Meng Zhen couldn’t hold back and chuckled lightly. Jing Anran raised his head hesitantly.

Seeing that the man finally raised his head, Meng Zhen put his hand on Jing Anran’s shoulder and gently pulled it into his arms.

He buried his head in the crevice of her neck, and slowly touched the delicate and hot skin with the tip of his nose and lips.

The soft touch on the neck made Jing Anran fascinated for a moment.

Her face, ears, and neck all turned red all of a sudden.

Meng Zhen felt that the teasing was not enough, and suddenly pressed her lips to the middle of Jing Anran’s neck, forcing Jing Anran to raise her head to meet her.

Tingling, burning, moist. Jing Anran felt Meng Zhen’s kiss carefully, her limbs sore and unable to move.

There is a thin swallowing sound in the ear, and the nasal cavity is filled with ambiguous/ambiguous breath. Jing Anran only felt that she was like a fish on a chopping block, ready to be slaughtered.

She held onto Meng Pillow tightly, hoping for more happiness.

Meng pillow did not follow her wishes and let her go. But it seemed that she was interested. She stroked the dark red on Jing Anran’s neck with her hands, wiped away the body fluid that was refracted by the fine light around her, and hooked the corner of her mouth in satisfaction.

The person who was being teased clinged to him, threw himself into his arms, and pouted his mouth slightly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

The heroine’s blushing face and watery, lustrous eyes all made Meng Zhen feel happy.

“Don’t cover it.” Meng Zhen said in a low voice, rubbing the dark red on the neck.

She deliberately asked the heroine to tear off her aloof mask in front of everyone.

The person in his arms really responded.

“You, you! You blasphemed/blasphemed the heroine? What are you doing?!” As soon as the system came out of the small dark room, he hurriedly questioned Meng Zhen.

Meng Zhen heard the words and pushed away the hostess in silence, packed her schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom, “What am I doing? Of course, it is to complete the task.” Still in a casual tone.

The system is extremely angry [Then you have to provoke the heroine? With such a sinister method, I have endured you for a long time. 】

Meng Zhen put away the indifferent expression, and said coldly, “As long as I can achieve the goal, I can do even more sinister things.”

“I’ve always been puzzled. Why are you so obsessed with the heroine? As far as tasks are concerned, how the heroine is, doesn’t seem to be an important matter.”

The system didn’t know how to refute it for a while.

“It’s so stupid that you can’t refute me. You really don’t look like an artificial intelligence.”

“Hmph, it’s up to you! You’ll regret it!” The system angrily threw this sentence away and escaped.

Meng pillow, who had already reached the door, suddenly turned around. That Jing Anran sat in the same position and stared at herself gloomily.

Seeing Meng pillow turn around, Jing Anran quickly suppressed the crazy thoughts in her heart and retracted the gloomy expression on her face, turning her eyebrows into a smile.

Meng Zhen pretended not to see it and said, “Why are you still sitting there? Didn’t you say you wanted to follow me to dinner with Wu Min? Come here.”

“Okay.” Jing Anran said.

The author says:

Meng pillow said that if you want to subdue a little pervert, you can only be more perverted than her.

In the next chapter, Wu Min should get the lunch box, it should be.

Made a cover, it was Meng pillow.