Chapter 340: His Tenderness

This cold male voice stirred her thoughts, and his voice was still as calm and powerful as before, but it deliberately added a little tenderness, which she was not used to listening to. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

She didn't know what Zhao Ran said anymore, and every note hit her heart heavily.

Cheng Jiali shook her head vigorously, maybe the range of movement was a little large, and Wu Qianqian's faint voice on the top bunk floated over: "Cheng Jiali, what are you doing?" ā€

Cheng Jiali rubbed her eyebrows and listened carefully to the voice sent by Zhao Ran again.

For Zhao Ran's suggestion, Cheng Jiali humbly accepted it, deliberately wrote down the methods he said in the notebook, and reviewed them again before going to bed, and was in awe of the legendary scholar, who was really a god, she stretched out her thumb to praise it manually.

"Mm-hmm, thank you so much." Cheng Jiali simply typed out these words on the screen, and it took a long time for Zhao Ran to reply: "You're welcome." ā€

Cheng Jiali went to bed early and made an appointment with Xu Jiaying to go to the playground for a run tomorrow morning.

In the early morning of summer, the air is fresh and not cold, and before seven o'clock, the sun has already risen high in the sky, sprinkling the residual heat on the earth.

These days, Cheng Jiali insists on exercising with Xu Jiaying every day, and she has almost adapted to it, and she is not like she was tired and out of breath before she ran a few steps at the beginning.

Because it is a jog, the pace of the two is neatly aligned, so running down in this way is labor-saving and effective.

Cheng Jiali remembered that Xu Jiaying joined the taekwondo association in the school, and immediately asked: "How are you participating in taekwondo?" ā€

Xu Jiaying laughed unconsciously after hearing this: "After all, it was organized by the school spontaneously, so it is not as formal as the taekwondo class outside." ā€

Cheng Jiali thought about it, and then echoed: "It's also ......."

"Most of the people who practice taekwondo are boys." Cheng Jiali subconsciously thinks so.

Xu Jiaying couldn't laugh herself, she stopped holding her stomach and laughing, and Cheng Jiali also stopped, looking at the goddess who didn't care about her image very strangely.

"We only have two girls there."

"......" can be guessed with a guess, and the goddess will not laugh like this.

"I'll take you another day." Cheng Jiali couldn't help but think of those muscular men in her mind, and shook her head again and again to refuse.

Xu Jiaying knew what she was thinking, and laughed silently: "It's all a little fresh meat......

"Little fresh meat?" Cheng Jiali's eyes suddenly lit up, and her smile was a little obscene.

"I still prefer old cadres." Cheng Jiali put away the smile on her face, and her bright eyes looked at Xu Jiaying, who was smiling on the side.

"Come on, you ......" Xu Jiaying didn't believe her set, just now who heard that the light emitted from Xiao Xian's eyes could blind other people's eyes.

"Jiaying, how are you and that Fu Cheng?" These days, she didn't see Fu Cheng's figure, and wanted to ask Xu Jiaying many times, but she was afraid that she wouldn't say it, so she somehow asked this time.

Xu Jiaying was silent for a long time, and only after a long time did she raise her eyes and look at her deeply, and said with thin lips: "It is impossible between us, it was in the past, and it will be in the future." ā€

Xu Jiaying didn't say this hard, but Cheng Jiali clearly felt a certain force surging from her body.

"I've made it clear to him, he's a sensible man, you know." Xu Jiaying looked away and said lightly.

However, Cheng Jiali saw a different emotion in her eyes, but she didn't continue to ask. After the two of them finished running, they did some activities on the spot and went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast to eat.

Getting up too early in the morning, Cheng Jiali yawned repeatedly, and Xu Jiaying couldn't help but make fun of her.

Cheng Jiali pursed her lips and glared at her, "I don't even know what kind of courage is to support you to get up from the bed early every morning......

Cheng Jiali said that she really couldn't do it, no, she only lasted for a few days, and she felt that she was seriously lacking sleep, as if she couldn't sleep enough every day.

But when I was in class, I had Nima's thief spirit, and I was sleepy when I got out of class......

The two of them had just walked to the door of the cafeteria, and there were not many people eating at this time, so they didn't feel very crowded.

A cool voice sounded behind her, Cheng Jiali turned her face to look, and saw Song Yu wearing a black wide cloak and black sweatpants on her lower body.

Dressed in black, Cheng Jiali couldn't help but think of an adjective: crow.

He seems to have a preference for black? She doesn't understand the stalk of the dark series......

"What's wrong?" Cheng Jiali didn't mean to walk over, and met those dark eyes, her face showing obvious impatience.

"Breakfast." Song Yu spit out two words lightly, and then waved the things in his hand in front of his eyes, the disposable plastic bag was not strong, and the hot air from the soybean milk hit the plastic bag, and it was about to be torn.

Cheng Jiali hurriedly stepped up and took the things in his hand with both hands, "Oops, I almost spilled it." She couldn't stop babbling.

Song Yu didn't realize this, but smiled more, and Cheng Jiali, who was watching it, really wanted to slap him and yell at him: Idiot.

"It's an energy cookie." Song Yu forcibly stuffed the other thing in his hand to Cheng Jiali, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Energy cookies?" Cheng Jiali sighed, could it be the kind of pack of biscuits she used to eat for a day?

"Yes." Song Yu read her inner activity, blinked, and said softly.

"Damn, don't snoop on my privacy in the future." Cheng Jiali cursed in a low voice.

Song Yu knew what she meant, and replied with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Okay." ā€

"What a woolen ......" Cheng Jiali seemed to like to carry Song Yu very much, and when she saw that he was like a wooden man, she immediately ignored him, and walked to Xu Jiaying instead, and handed out the bag of biscuits that Song Yu had put in her pocket.

"Jiaying, you taste it, it's delicious."

Xu Jiaying smiled slightly, and her eyes inadvertently turned to Song Yu not far away.

He stood under the maple tree, his figure was tall, his eyes were deep, and he looked at Cheng Jiali's direction affectionately, as if his tenderness would never be easily revealed to others.

May is the hardest month, although it rained for a few days in a row, and the temperature dropped somewhat, but the room was still a little hot and humid.

It's the end of the month, and there are a lot fewer activities in the school, and as far as Cheng Jiali knows, they will take the final exam in early July. In other words, there is still a month of revision time, and the Level 4 exam is placed in mid-June, so the time is a little tight.

Some people are breezy and don't seem to take such exams seriously, while others are actively preparing for exams just to get a good score.

They had heard from the senior students that the most important thing to be despised in school was high mathematics and English, which made them even more nervous, and they could only devote all their energy to preparing for the fourth grade.

This semester feels like time flies quickly, but the process is quite fulfilling. She had already planned to go to work part-time during the summer vacation, thinking that Xu Jiaying should not go, she specially asked You Nan, and the two discussed looking for a job as soon as the holiday was over. (To be continued.) )