Yan Qinqing finally endured the morning class, and after each class, Ren Jialin deliberately came to her desk to show her figure in an all-round way.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, she thrust the textbooks on her desk into her desk with a sigh of relief.

Ning Anyan and the other teachers walked out of the classroom and looked at her with a strange expression, "You actually don't pay attention to your male god today?"

Song Qingqing seemed to be listening attentively to the lecture before, and every time he was trying to look at Jing Mochen, Ning Anyan had already seen it.

Yan Qinqing's holiness didn't pay attention to it, but it made him feel terrified, is this the wrong way to get up in the morning?

"I want you to take care of it!" Yan Qinqing glared at him angrily, and when he saw the classmates who were going to eat in the cafeteria, he got up and patted him on the shoulder, "Go home for dinner, driver!"

There are a lot of school district houses near this school, and the housing prices are ridiculously high, and not everyone can be very close to the school.

At least half of the students live on campus, except for people like Song Qingqing and Ning Anyan.

Of course, there are also students like Ren Jialin, who are far away from home, but like to go back and forth every day.

Before Yan Qinqing was possessed, Song Qingqing was still thinking about letting Ren Jialin come to live in her house, but because her parents didn't like Ren Jialin very much, this matter was still being discussed.

Thinking of this, Yan Qinqing had to sigh secretly, the businessman's eyes were really vicious, and he saw through the essence of Ren Jialin after seeing him a few times.

Before Ren Jialin was completely familiar with Song Qingqing, she ate in the cafeteria, and after getting acquainted, Song Qingqing's home was Ren Jialin's canteen.

"Qingqing, let's go. Ren Jialin waited for her to get up, threw herself beside her, and held her arm intimately again, "Is it still the same old rule today?"

The meaning of the old rule is that Yan Qinqing first saw Jing Mochen go home, and then went back to his own home, while Ning Anyan took Ren Jialin to Song Qingqing's house first.

After all, Ning Anyan and Song Qingqing's families are already familiar with each other, and the children of the two families know the password of each other's home combination locks.

Jing Mochen's home is closer to the school, in the nearby villa area, and he walks home every noon and afternoon, and can be reached within a few minutes of leaving the school.

This road is the community of Song Qingqing and Ning Anyan, which can be regarded as a way.

Ren Jialin shook her head at Ning Anyan and hooked her fingers mischievously, "The driver sent me to a private kitchen." ”

Ning Anyan didn't have any expression, but he didn't have an expression and looked much kinder than when he faced Yan Qinqing, "Let's go quickly." I'm starving. ”

Ren Jialin walked beside Yan Qinqing, but looked at Ning Anyan with a curious expression, "Qingqing is going out to play during the holidays, will you go too?" ”

Ning Anyan walked side by side with them, just walked to the door of the classroom, and was stopping, ready to wait for them to go out first, when he heard this, he was slightly stunned.

"Are you going out to play in the summer vacation?" Ning Anyan had heard of Song Qingqing's plan before, and she planned to meet him near Jing Mochen's house if she was fine.

Yan Qinqing really convinced this Ren Jialin, she had actually noticed that Ning Anyan was a little different from her.

Ning Anyan is notoriously difficult to talk to in the class, he doesn't like others to talk to him, and he doesn't like to play with other boys, so he has always been in and out with Song Qingqing.

If it weren't for Song Qingqing's figure, Ning Anyan's face was full of acne and short, and their scandal would have been circulated in the class a long time ago.

He is impatient with anyone, and the only person in the class who has a good face is probably Ren Jialin, as for Song Qingqing, he has always been the object of damage.

Yan Qinqing guessed that Ren Jialin couldn't count on her, and planned to start with Ning Anyan?

Song Qingqing's vision of seeing people is really ...... Stunning.

It's been so long since you can't see your so-called friend clearly?

Seeing that she was enthusiastic about her friends without reservation, in fact, Ren Jialin did not pay anything to Song Qingqing.

Those things that seemed to be done for Song Qingqing were simply useless in Yan Qinqing's eyes.

"Well, I'm looking for a place to spend my summer. I heard that the second year of high school is the world of the sea of questions, and the last is easy. Yan Qinqing shrugged her shoulders with helplessness on her face.

Before Ning Anyan could answer, Ren Jialin stared at Song Qingqing with envy again, pouted, and looked very delicate, "It really makes me envious to death." You two are two nights and two flights, right?"

"Who is flying with her?" Ning Anyan chuckled, his tone full of mockery.

"You have itchy skin?" Yan Qinqing followed the example of the original owner, twisting the flesh of Ning Anyan's arm, making him gasp.

"Have you chosen where to go? I've been to other cities when I'm so old. The great rivers and mountains of the motherland, I can only look forward to the university. Ren Jialin sighed deeply with frustration on her face.

"Haven't you two always been focused on Meng, Meng is not out of focus?" Ning Anyan slanted the corners of his mouth and glanced at Ren Jialin.

Yan Qinqing was about to speak, and with a sweep of his eyes, Xiao Zexiao walked over from the other end of the corridor, followed by Gao Min, and hurriedly stood aside with the appearance of a good student.

"Teacher Lin is good, Teacher Gao is good. The three of them greeted the two teachers and stood on the side of the corridor, waiting for them to go first.

This is also the rule of this school, respect the teacher, no matter where you are, you must stand up and say hello when you see the teacher, and you can only leave after seeing the teacher go first.

Even if you are outside of school, you have to do this, and you can't pretend that you don't see the teacher.

"Song Qingqing. Xiao Zexiao stood in front of Yan Qinqing, with a serious look, "I went to my office after school, and your last in-class test was simply ......."

When he said this, he paused his words, took a deep breath, and looked as if he was calming his anger, "Do you hear me?"

"Got it, teacher. Yan Qinqing couldn't help laughing, making an embarrassed and sad appearance, lowering her head, looking at the floor, clasping her hands, and looking very nervous.

The afterglow swept over Gao Min, who was standing beside him, with an ordinary appearance and a shriveled figure.

Well, there is nothing to worry about in this kind of rivalry.

Yan Qinqing and the three watched them walk towards the staircase leading to the cafeteria, and then walked to the staircase closer to the parking shed.

"Did you fail the English test again?" Ren Jialin's tone was full of worry, she pouted, and said for Yan Qinqing, "It's almost the final exam!! Clear. ”

"She's just tutoring for the rest of her life. Ning Anyan snorted lightly and glanced at Yan Qinqing.

Song Qingqing passed everything, but she learned English very badly, and it was too boring to memorize words, which gave her a headache.

Yan Qinqing couldn't help but rejoice when she thought of this, fortunately her English was very bad, otherwise how could she find an excuse to connect with Xiao Zexiao.

"Jing Mochen is going to walk out of the school gate, hurry up. Ren Jialin looked back at the corridor, withdrew her gaze from the school gate, and shook Yan Qinqing's arm.

"I'm tired today, so I'm not going. Go home for dinner. Yan Qinqing was unmoved and followed Ning Anyan downstairs.

As soon as these words came out, Ren Jialin turned her head to look at Yan Qinqing with a ghostly look, and Ning Anyan also glanced back at her in surprise.

"What are you doing? I've been named by King Lin Yan, and I'm about to go to hell! Can't you eat your last meal properly?" Yan Qinqing looked uncomfortable, and her tone was decadent, as if her life was short.