Ning Anyan saw Ren Jialin holding his arm intimately, and his face changed instantly.

Ignoring Yan Qinqing and Jing Mochen by his side, he twitched his hand fiercely, and looked at her with a smile, "I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you." Only two people's meals were prepared for noon today. ”

Ren Jialin was originally faintly proud, but when she heard this, her face gradually turned red, revealing embarrassment and grievances, her eyes moistened suddenly, and she looked at Yan Qinqing pitifully, "Qingqing." ”

Yan Qinqing didn't expect Ning Anyan to do this suddenly, she suppressed the curiosity in her eyes, and looked at Ren Jialin apologetically, "I'm sorry, my aunt has taken a leave of absence." I'm going to eat at An Yan's house at noon, so ...... It's me who didn't tell you. ”

Ren Jialin's tears fell as soon as she said it, biting her lower lip tightly, making a look of the baby's grievances and wanting to die, and the baby just didn't say it.

Jing Mochen looked at all this as if he was watching the excitement, and when Ning Anyan's eyes turned around, he coughed lightly and patted Yan Qinqing's head, "Let's go back to eat." I'll send you home in the evening. ”

Yan Qinqing looked like she was enjoying it, and rubbed Jing Mochen's palm with the top of her head, with an obedient expression on her face, "Well, I'll see you in the afternoon." ”

Jing Mochen withdrew his hand with a smile, scratched her delicate nose halfway, smiled gently and dotingly, waved at them, and walked straight away without looking at Ren Jialin, who was still crying in vain.

Ning Anyan watched Jing Mochen walk away with a cold light in his eyes, and dragged Yan Qinqing to the other side of the street, intending to take another path.

Yan Qinqing looked back at Ren Jialin, who was still standing in place crying, withdrew the gloating smile at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Ning Anyan with a curious expression, "What's wrong with you?

"When the ugly duckling becomes a swan, he doesn't look down on other ugly ducklings. Ning Anyan replied casually, dragged her to the other side of herself, let her walk inside the street, walked outside by herself, and withdrew the hand that was holding her.

Yan Qinqing didn't understand what he meant, did she think that Ren Jialin was not worthy of him who was handsome now? Ning Anyan didn't look like this kind of person.

But if he really likes Ren Jialin, he will secretly break them up.

No matter what the original owner Song Qingqing thinks, Yan Qinqing will definitely not let Ning Anyan and this Ren Jialin get together in the end.

"What did you talk to Jing Mochen about? He was willing to be with you so quickly, it's really unprincipled. Ning Anyan's tone was full of sneer, as if he looked down on Jing Mochen's sudden change.

Yan Qinqing pretended to look at him with a sad expression, "Do you not believe in my charm, or do you think he should continue to reject me?"

"I just want to congratulate you on getting your wish. How do you feel now?" Ning Anyan saw her show this appearance, lowered the distress in her eyes, made a very happy look, and rubbed her head vigorously, like a brother who doted on his sister.

"It feels like I'm about to take to the skies. It's not in vain that I've liked him for so long!" Yan Qinqing didn't dodge his hand this time, and let him rub the top of his hair, his eyes were full of pride.

"Then you hurry up to the sky!" Ning Anyan knocked on her head, there was some mockery in her tone, seeing that Yan Qinqing wanted to fight back, she put her hand against her forehead, and raised her eyebrows with a smile, "Little man." ”

Yan Qinqing's current height couldn't bully him at all, so he pouted angrily and made a strange appearance at him, "You wait, I'll grow taller." ”

"Yes, it's better to grow up to two meters, no one will dare to marry you. ”

These words made Yan Qinqing kick his calf angrily, stuck out his tongue at him, raised his chin proudly, and ran in the direction of home.

Ning Anyan raised his legs helplessly, and patted the shoe print gently, "Little brat!" This tone was full of pampering.

After eating at noon, the lunch break was enough, calculating the time to walk to the school, Yan Qinqing thought that this time Ren Jialin would be cheeky and wait at the school gate.

But this time she didn't guess correctly, Ren Jialin not only didn't wait at the school gate, but even when they entered the class, she didn't see it, and put on a look like I wanted to have a cold war with you.

If it was the original owner Song Qingqing, he would probably go to the soft grinding and hard bubbles to coax her, and maybe spend some money to make her happy.

But Yan Qinqing won't, I wish she would disappear from her life.

During the afternoon class, because of the division of liberal arts and science, the seats were changed, and Jing Mochen sat diagonally behind her.

Whenever she turned back inadvertently, she could always be caught by Jing Mochen's smiling eyes, and she had to turn her head shyly and make an appearance of listening carefully.

Yan Qinqing, who has experienced vicissitudes, is very melancholy in her heart, does she have to keep playing with Jing Mochen this little fun of early love?

For example, writing a small note, exchanging loving glances in class, and looking at each other affectionately after class until they were discovered by their classmates?

For others, this is a kind of youthful romance, and for Yan Qinqing, it is a waste of task time.

sent a text message to Xiao Zexiao at noon, and he was also very puzzled about where Jing Mochen's changes came from?

If Song Qingqing can be accepted by him if he is really thin, then why has he never mentioned it before.

stayed up until the end of school, Ren Jialin didn't wait for them this time, before leaving, she glanced at them with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, turned around and left.

This look is really chilling, there is a provocative smell of you waiting, the old lady will come back sooner or later to kill your whole family.

Yan Qinqing watched her leave with interest, slowly packed her schoolbag, and waited for the classmates to leave.

Walking out of the classroom with Ning Anyan, Jing Mochen was walking slowly in front.

As soon as he got down the stairs, a mosquito-like cry came from his side, with cowardice, "Ning Anyan." ”

Ning Anyan subconsciously turned around, a handsome girl in a school uniform, holding a pink letter tightly in her hand, looked at him nervously.

Yan Qinqing's eyes widened instantly, and she looked at them back and forth with the appearance of gossiping, this is the bridge of sending love letters?

That's right, this is the real high school career, high school without love letters is the same as not reading a book!

Ning Anyan's eyes were on the letter in her hand, and after a while, she glanced at Jing Mochen, who was still walking slowly, turned her head to look at the girl, and pointed at herself with a sluggish reaction, "Are you looking for me?"

"Give...... For you. As if she had mustered up enough courage, the beautiful girl rushed forward and stuffed the letter into his arms, turned and ran.

Ning Anyan didn't reach out to take the letter, and let the letter with his heart slowly fall to the ground, with a speechless smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Qinqing picked up the letter with a probe and watched the girl run into the distance, turning her head and looking at this side expectantly.

She forced the letter into Ning Anyan's trouser pocket and dragged him to catch up with Jing Mochen's footsteps, "Can you not delay me from falling in love?"

"Otherwise, you let me go. I'm going to go back and fall in love?" Ning Anyan replied angrily.

Seeing that she looked like she was going to let go, her heart tightened, and she grabbed her with her backhand, "Just your little short legs, I'll take you away!"