章節 392: Miserable Young Master Leng

"Hey, young brother, I still rescued the wounded and sent you back here, yet you won't even treat me to supper?"

Leng Qirui thought, '... I really don't want to.'

Why was this student like a woman in her early twenties? This whole person was a cunning vixen! How could Zhong Nuannuan make friends with such a person? Where were her eyes looking?

Seeing him looking reluctant and unfazed by her beauty, Selina walked to Leng Qirui and threatened him silently. "Do you want to be beaten up again?"

Selina's words made Leng Qirui's body feel even more painful, and he surrendered without a second thought. "It's just a meal, right? Just eat then. However, here's the deal—quickly leave after you're done."

She liked the way he gritted his teeth at her, but could not get rid of her. It was so cute!

Selina smiled gently, and then went into the house without answering him.