Chapter 027: It must be the school flower
Si Moqian went back to the villa, took a shower, changed into light clothes, and hurriedly drove to the snack street near No. 1 Middle School, half an hour ago, he saw Yan Luo's latest circle of friends.
I haven't been back for years and didn't expect the taste to be the same.
The picture is a wonton shop in No. 1 Middle School.
Therefore, Si Moqian drove over by himself, just to compensate for the wontons that Yan Luo had eaten, when he was standing at the door of the small shop, Si Moqian suddenly came to his senses, and he deliberately drove over to eat the wontons that Yan Luo said were delicious, is he a little abnormal?
However, since you are here, there is no reason to leave without eating, it is too cost-effective, Si Moqian entered the store directly, the small shop is not big, and there are seven or eight small tables placed at random in a place of more than a dozen square meters, against the wall, and the people who eat inside are also sitting very casually, most of them are students wearing the uniforms of a middle school, it seems that this is a breakfast shop that is really popular with students of a middle school.
Inexplicably thought of Yan Luo's middle school days, wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School and sitting here in the morning to eat wontons, he would probably be well-behaved, he had never paid attention to this snack street near No. 1 Middle School before, after all, he was a person who was not used to eating breakfast outside, but he didn't know that a squeamish lady like Yan Luo would actually eat this kind of street breakfast.
Yan Luo seems to have many unexpected places on his body, and the closer he gets, the more he will find that she is different.
Si Moqian asked for a bowl of wontons and sat down, there was already someone sitting in the place where Yan Luo was sitting just now, he sat at the small table next door, took his mobile phone and glanced at the circle of friends, there was no Yan Luo's latest circle of friends, I don't know where she is now.
Yan Luo and they left ten minutes ago, and then brushed their faces and entered the gate of No. 1 Middle School, at this time they were walking around the campus with Gu Yisi, and some students called them two senior sisters, but Gu Yisi died beautifully, but most of the students can still recognize Yan Luo, a well-known violinist, their honorary alumni of Ancheng No. 1 Middle School, Yan Luo's photo is still posted high on the honor list of honorary alumni.
Yan Luo was a little surprised when she heard the student mention this, after all, she had never returned to her alma mater as soon as she graduated, so she naturally didn't know that she was still posted to the honorary alumni, so she was pulled to the front of the list by the curious Gu Yisi.
"Xiao Luoluo, yes, you're still a proud person in your No. 1 Middle School, and you really give your sister a long face. Gu Yisi was overjoyed when he stared at Yan Luo on the honor list, and then pinched Yan Luo's little face excitedly.
"Sisi, if you pinch my face again, there will be no meat. Yan Luo said helplessly.
Every time Gu Yisi saw Yan Luo before, his favorite thing was to pinch Yan Luo's face, but this time the flesh on Yan Luo's face was really gone.
"Xiao Luoluo, if you don't eat a little fatter, the meat on your face will be gone, you can't deliberately starve and lose weight like this in order not to let me pinch your face. Gu Yisi gently patted Yan Luo's face.
Yan Luo paused for a moment, then took down Gu Yisi's hand on her face and smiled softly. "I'm not hungry, you haven't seen me in too long. ”
"Okay, okay, you're not thin, it's because I have a problem with my hand, but is your No. 1 Middle School a special for handsome men and beautiful women, this is not an honorary alumni list, this is clearly the list of school grass and school flowers over the years, of course, my little Luoluo's appearance can carry this middle school flower. Gu Yisi happily stared at the photos of handsome men and beauties.
Yan Luo's gaze quietly fell on a man's photo, and he didn't move away for a long time.