The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Ever since they found out about Xing Jiu 'an's past and his identity, these students had all become his fans, and they all liked her very much.

Although some people had said that they wanted to pursue Xing Jiu 'an, they were only talking in private.

To them, Xing Jiu 'an was almost a God - like existence.

It was like a boiling flame, a dazzling light.

Who would want to blaspheme a God? Who would want to touch the fire? Who would want to hold light in their own hands ...

Lu zhichen had done it.

He held his own light in his own hands.

This was not a delusion, nor was it the simplest expectation. He wanted to hold this ball of light tightly forever.

I won't exchange anything!

Xing Jiu 'an and Lu zhichen went to the training ground outside. The snow on the ground had been cleaned up, so they didn't have to worry about slipping.

Xing Jiu 'an's face was white from the cold wind. Lu zhichen frowned and helped her put on her hat.

Xing Jiu 'an didn't want to.

She felt that this was not cool at all!

In front of the students, she had to be a cool instructor!

Lu zhichen coaxed her, saying that the students were all eating and no one would see them. He would just take off his hat when someone came out later.

Xing Jiu 'an hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

She didn't agree to it immediately.

She looked at Lu zhichen and proudly raised her head to let Lu zhichen slowly fix her hat. She was about to say,"you were the one who insisted on putting it on for me. I didn't think of it."

"I'm not cold at all,"

"You don't need to wear a hat at all."

Lu zhichen replied with a smile.

The little girl's mouth was stubborn. He had already known about it, so of course, he would go along with the little girl's words.

After all, he had to pamper and dote on his little girl.

Xing Jiu 'an was satisfied after hearing Lu zhichen's response.

She pulled up her sleeve and revealed a little of her fingertips.

She looked at her own fingers and pulled Lu zhichen's hand.

Lu zhichen's hand was as slender and beautiful as hers. Xing Jiu 'an asked Lu zhichen to open his hand, and she put her hand back on it.

Lu zhichen's could wrap around her hand and fit her perfectly.

Xing Jiu 'an was playing with their fingers, and he seemed to be very interested.

Lu zhilie clasped his fingers together, and their fingers were intertwined.

Xing Jiu 'an wasn't satisfied."I haven't finished reading it. Let go."

There was no fun at all!

She had no idea that Lu zhichen wanted to shake her hand!

All he could think about was playing!

Lu zhichen let go of his hand and let Xing Jiu 'an do whatever he wanted.

He was Xing Jiu 'an' s, so how could he care that Xing Jiu 'an was playing with his hand?

Xing Jiu 'an pinched Lu zhichen's fingers and played with them for a few minutes. When he was tired of it, he put his hand on Lu zhichen's hand and held his fingers.

"I know you want to hold hands like this. I'll satisfy you." She lifted her chin slightly and was a little smug."Am I especially good?"

Lu zhichen clenched the hand that had their fingers intertwined."Yes, it's very good."

She was the one who had asked the question, but after hearing Lu zhichen's answer, she still had to say,"I knew I was especially good!"

It was as if Lu zhichen was the one who wanted to say that.

Lu zhichen did not say much. He held the hand of the young lady he liked and walked with her. Occasionally, he would hear the young lady's particularly cute words and he would chuckle.

Just like that, he strolled around the training ground and felt very happy.

Their hands were very warm, and Xing Jiu 'an's fingertips were a little cold. Lu zhichen suddenly held her hands with both hands.

"It's better to keep it warm like this. "