Brother is just reading the contents of the love letter, brother is just reading the contents of the love letter.
An Ran’s mind was filled with this scrolling ssage, trying to brainwash herself.
She nervously averted her gaze, anxiously fiddling with her fingers, "You, why do you have to do this, is it fun to tease ?"
And even insist on reading out the contents of the love letter...
Chi Cheng sat backward on the chair in front of An Ran’s desk, facing her, propping up his cheek with one hand, smilingly said, "Our Ranran’s charm is really getting bigger and bigger."
Hmm.
Clearly smiling, An Ran instinctively shivered.
She whispered, "What does it have to do with you..."
"How could it not?" Chi Cheng reached out his hand, entwining her fallen hair around his fingertips, "Being so popular, brother would be really troubled."
An Ran was puzzled, "Troubled by what?"
Chi Cheng half playfully, half seriously, "Troubled about whether I should lock you up so you could only see one man, ."
An Ran was startled, "You... you..."
What is he talking about!!
"I just received a love letter, that’s all."
"But..." Chi Cheng’s handso face moved slightly closer, "I’m genuinely jealous."
Thump, thump.
Heartbeats, heartbeats were misbehaving again.
Chi Cheng lifted An Ran’s chin, gently caressing, his gaze fixed on her, "Just like how Anxiaoran was jealous of her brother last ti."
An Ran recalled the last ti Chi Cheng took her along for a business eting, playfully chatting with a beautiful woman the whole ti, leaving her silently upset on the side.
Clearly, he is still her brother now.
Her non-bloodrelated brother.
Yet, in their interactions, there was always a hint of ambiguous feelings tugging at them.
It didn’t feel like siblings at all...
An Ran licked her lower lip, "Mr. Chi..."
"When it’s just the two of us, call brother."
"Brother... can you stop doing this all the ti..."
"Hmm? What do you an?"
"Always teasing ."
"When have I teased you?" Chi Cheng withdrew his hand, using the other hand to prop up his cheek, looking like a beautiful young man stepped out of a comics, gazing at her languidly, "An Ran, I’m jealous."
Admitting it boldly.
An Ran really couldn’t figure out this refined scoundrel to the extre.
Couldn’t tell which of his words were true, and which were false.
An Ran’s heartbeat went into disarray, stamring, "It’s really just a love letter..."
She didn’t even intend to accept the other party.
Chi Cheng just sat there propping up his cheek, watching An Ran for a while, suddenly said, "Give a kiss, and I’ll return the love letter to you."
"What did you say?" An Ran looked at him incredulously.
"Otherwise, I’ll call you up in the next class to stand on the podium and read out the contents of this love letter to the whole class."
No... she definitely wouldn’t!
Chi Cheng’s gaze lingered on An Ran’s soft pink lips, reaching out his thumb to rub her lips, his voice carrying a hint of allure, "If you don’t want that, then kiss , hmm?"
"This is a classroom!"
"What’s wrong with the classroom?" Chi Cheng chuckled softly, "It’s precisely in the classroom."
An Ran clenched her hands tightly.
This guy is a demon, a demon!
Clearly, just ten minutes ago, Chi Cheng was a teacher, standing not far at the podium giving lessons to the whole class.
But now, the students had all gone to PE class.
Still in the sa teacher’s role, in the sa classroom, this man was asking her to take the initiative to kiss him...
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