His possessive

chapter 4

　　Aware of the girl's small movements, Chris’s nice eyebrows slightly screwed up.

　　“You Stopped My Car and pretended you didn't know it was me?”

　　“Chris, don't flatter yourself. If I had known it was your car, I would have died.”

　　Jeanette retorted without a second thought, pouting her cherry lips and looking at the boy in front of her unhappily.

　　Every time she met him, it was bad luck. Today, it must be because she was going to meet him, so she couldn't stop the bus. Jeanette thought to herself.

　　Chris crossed his arms, glanced at the girl, and smiled devilishly:

　　“You can get out if you don't want to.”

　　“What's The Big Deal?”

　　Jeanette grumbled, extremely upset that the man's smile was such an eyesore.

　　She reached for the door handle, once, twice. Why couldn't it open?

　　Using her hands and feet, Jeanette didn't open the door until her little face turned red and she realized that the door on her side was locked.

　　Jeanette turned her head in disapproval and snorted:

　　“Put me down, You are a big bully!”

　　As she spoke, her little fists rose in the air to show how strong she was.

　　PFFT, big bully, first time I heard a girl give a young master such a nickname...The driver who was driving seriously in front could not help but shake his shoulders and chuckle softly. When he noticed the young master's sharp gaze behind him, he immediately sat upright and observed his surroundings, pretending to be a wooden person.

　　“Jeanette.” Chris raised an eyebrow slightly, rested his chin on his hand, and thought:

　　“You didn't just come up to me once or twice in such a strange way just to get my attention, did you?”

　　“Huh?” What?

　　Jeanette looked dazed, not understanding what Chris was trying to say.

　　“It's really not a big deal to get my attention, unless...” Chris slowly moved towards Jeanette's position. He raised his long hand and propped it above her head, just like what happened yesterday.

　　Sensing his fiery breath on her face, her nose filled with his distinctive smell of grass, Jeanette cringed and whispered, “Unless what...”

　　“Unless,” Chris said with a smile in his aqua-blue eyes, “You want to be my girlfriend.”

　　This is clearly a question, but he said it was affirmative, and Chris Eyes revealed a certain indisputable affirmation.

　　What happened?

　　Does Jeanette suspect that the boy in front of her is out of his mind? Is she Jeanette the same size as all the other nymphomaniacs? Do you think that because you are good-looking, others will go after you one after another?

　　He must be overthinking it!

　　Jeanette stretched out her hand and pushed hard against his chest. After a great push, the boy in front of her did not move a muscle.

　　Jeanette lowered her head and gasped for air, her palms still clinging to her still-steaming chest.

　　“Have you touched enough, woman?” A lazy, magnetic voice suddenly sounded over her head.

　　Chris stared at the girl who was trying to push him away with interest. Her misty eyes suddenly made him want to kiss her. The smile in his eyes widened, but there was nothing on his face.

　　“Oh, that's enough.”

　　As if electrocuted, Jeanette jerked her hand back, drowning in her own remorse.

　　What kind of stupid thing is she doing!

　　Just then, the voice of the driver suddenly saved her:

　　“Young master,we have arrived.”

　　The oppressive atmosphere in the car was suffocating her, and now she was finally out!

　　Jeanette stepped out of the car door and looked at the Magnificent, exactly as she had imagined the school gate, giggling and trying to get up on her short legs to run to the school gate.

　　Suddenly, a large hand clung to the back of her dress collar, and Jeanette leaned back, until she crashed into an embrace.

　　Jeanette rubbed the back of her head in displeasure, thinking: Damn Chris, don't you know your chest is like an iron wall? It Hurts, you know?

　　In the car, the driver looked at the teenage girl in front of him. He kept wailing in his heart, “Young master, I didn't mean to ruin your plans, but it is a fact that we have arrived at school.”

　　The driver of the psychological activities of Chris naturally do not know, He extended his arm and put it firmly around the girl's shoulder.

　　“Hey-what are you doing! Let Go of your trotters!”

　　Jeanette's face turned pale with anger. How could this man be so bad? It was at the school gate. There were so many people watching!

　　Chris put a cynical smile on his face, put the girl's head against his chest, and carried her on.

　　She was dragged into the school gate in a mess, Jeanette almost out of breath, hands kept pushing: “Chris, you let go of me, you let go of me!”

　　“It's Chris! Look, it's Chris! I'm so lucky to be walking into school with him today!”

　　Behind him, a young girl and another young girl were shouting excitedly. They were about to set off firecrackers to celebrate. When the people at the school gate saw Chris, they all consciously made a path and took out their phones to take pictures.

　　“Chris Little side of the girl has changed a AH.” A girl depressed way.

　　“Bessy, Nina,Beverly... these people aren't enough. How many more women do we need to take over our Chris?”

　　“Yes! It's infuriating! Who Is this woman! who let her near Chris Less!”

　　……

　　Jeanette struggled at first, but when she heard the innumerable voices chirping, the anger was palpable, and she was buried in Chris's chest like an ostrich.

　　People can't see me, people can't see me, people can't see my face...　　

　　Jeanette hypnotized herself and thought dejectedly, who did she offend? On the first day of class, she bumped into Chris, the devil, and became the Public Enemy of the girls. She must lay low and lay low in the future...

　　As she stepped into the classroom, Jeanette finally looked up from Chris's arms and glanced at the number on the door.

　　Sophomore Class 2, how did Chris know he was a student in this class?

　　Jeanette muttered, not realizing that all eyes in the classroom were fixed on her.

　　“What are you waiting for? Come in.”

　　Chris looked at the girl who was still in a daze. He lifted his long legs and walked behind her, dragging her from the door to the classroom in the same manner.

　　“Chris, what are you doing here?” Jeanette raised her delicate eyebrows in confusion.

　　“Because I'm in this class, why else?”

　　Chris said slowly as he casually pulled off her schoolbag and placed it on a table beside him. A bright light flashed through his aqua blue eyes.

　　“So, we're in the same class? !”

Jeanette's jaw dropped in surprise.