Just as Jing Jiaren was about to stand up, his shoulders were held down by him. She struggled and her waist was restrained again.

"Let me go!"

"Leaving in a hurry proves that you are guilty."

"Why am I guilty? Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" Jing Jiaren punched him hard on the shoulder.

Ximen Longting withdrew his hand: "Okay, I won't touch you. If you run out of this door now, it proves that you love me."

Jing Jiaren ran a few steps, and this bastard's scumbag logic started again.

Wearing a short skirt just because you want to have sex with him, wearing your hair down just because you want to kiss him.

As a result, when she saw her long hair disheveled after taking a shower, she couldn't help but think of the evil way he said these words.

Ximen Longting stared at her back: "I want an explanation. After that, you can leave."

"What explanation?"

"Why did you draw me in class?"

"..."

"If you don't have me in your heart, how can you draw my face? Classmate Jing, it's not that shy to admit that you like a teacher." Ximen Longting said in an unhurried voice.

"Explain I brought a sketchbook on the sofa, you can find it yourself!"

Only then did Ximen Longting see a pile of gift boxes...

"This is all a gift from you? You have really admired me for a long time."

"No!" Jing Jiaren was about to collapse, "I want you to read the sketchbook. Are you deaf?"

There was a roar in every word she said, completely different from her usual calmness and composure...

He just couldn't stand her coldness and alienation, and looked at him with a cold expression. No matter what he said, she would always respond with sarcasm.

He was so happy to see her emotions.

Ximen Longting patiently found the sketchbook from a pile of gifts and saw himself painted in a mess.

Jing Jiaren turned around and stared at him coldly: "Teacher Ximen, are you satisfied with my explanation?"

"..."

"What you saw this morning was my unfinished painting. But now, you are the one I really want to paint in my heart."

To vilify his image?

"I don't like arrogance like you the most." Jing Jiaren said and nodded emphatically. She didn't know whether she was confirming her own words or trying to convince Ximen Longting.

Ximen BOSS licked his lips mercilessly and picked up a gift box: "I even sent you a gift, and you are still making excuses."

"Those were not given by me... they were given by the little girls who really admired you when your bodyguard stopped them at the door..."

The remaining smile on Ximen Longting's lips also disappeared.

He knew this woman wouldn't give him a gift...

"If you don't believe it, you can open the gift box and take a look," Jing Jiaren calmed down and said critically, "It is said that this gift contains the photos, names and contact information of those girls. You might as well take a look and see if you like it?"

"..."

"But I think you have no interest in these little girls... at least they are other people's thoughts. Isn't it too immoral to just throw them into the trash can? If you don't want to let them down, don't give them hope.

"

When had he ever given anyone hope?

Ximen Longting's red pupils locked onto hers, and the corners of his mouth cracked again: "I listened to you, why are you so bitter?"

"..."

"Are you jealous?"

Jing Jiaren's fingers suddenly tightened. What a joke, would she be jealous!?
Chapter completed!