Whose fiancée should be careful?

  Chu Meng Rou walked up to the two people, casting a seemingly unintentional glance at Nan Gong Ming Lu beside Yi Xuan Chen, and casually wrapped her arm around Yi Xuan Chen's, pressing her body tightly against his chest. Her gentle smile held some inexplicable meaning, "Morning! Did you sleep well last night?"

  Yi Xuan was stunned for a moment.

  Chu Meng Rou had always been a knowledgeable and reasonable young lady in front of him, never acting like a little girl, what was wrong with her today?

  Yi Xiao Chen gently struggled, trying to free his arm from Chu Meng Rou's grasp.

  Chu Meng Rou however used even more strength and refused to let go, "Chen! There's a smudge of dirt on your face!"

  Chu Meng Rou gently asked while lightly stroking the tip of her index finger on Yi Xiao Chen's cheek, softly caressing.

  Nangong Minglu turned her head away, pretending she hadn't seen anything, and walked towards her own classroom.

  "Really? I'll go wash up in a bit." Yi Xuan Chen smiled lightly and responded, subtly pulling his arm out of Chu Meng Rou's hand, calling out to Nan Gong Ming Lou.

  "Xiao Lu! Wait!"

  "Huh?" Nangong Minglu turned her head back.

  "Remember what I just told you! Be careful with everything and take good care of yourself!" Yī Xiǎo Chén's elegant smile, her clean eyes were filled with warmth and concern.

  "Got it!" Nangong Ming's bright and beautiful smile, as she turned her head back, seemed to catch a glimpse of a cold and sinister gaze flashing across the gentle and smiling eyes of Chu Mengru.

  Nangong Ming felt a chill in her heart, and when she looked again, that gaze was gone.

  Chu Meng Rou was like a little bird perched beside Yi Xuan Chen, smiling nobly and perfectly, as if her smile had been measured with a ruler, just right...

  Nangong Minglu turned her head and sighed quietly.

  Morning brother, you always remind me to be on guard against Linghu Tian's "fiancée", but shouldn't I actually be more on guard against your fiancée?

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