Sheng Jiuran has always been a person who loves and hates and is reckless.

When you meet someone you like, just one word: on!

When you encounter a nasty one, just one word: tear!

But I have never been so unconvinced, and even a little overwhelmed as I am now.

When she participated in that literary competition, she felt that life was a bit boring, so she wanted to find something to do.

As a result, as soon as I stepped into this circle, I looked at all kinds of talented people.

Sheng Jiuran suddenly felt so small, and his self-esteem was instantly aroused.

At this moment, she really wanted to get serious, like them, to be a figure who was looked down on.

It's not like my current self, who can only envy others and can't do anything.

So in the next game, she changed her previous carelessness and became full of energy.

Soon, her name appeared on the list of qualifying tournaments for the second round.

But also the name of Liang Zixin appeared.

Sheng Jiuran walked on the way back to the classroom, and his steps were no longer as light as before.

The red copper-colored slightly curly ponytail tied high was not swaying briskly as before.

Her whole body rarely exudes the same chic and unserious character as she usually has, and she is full of low pressure that is thinking about life in discord.

The reason why the literature contest was not convinced was because she was not satisfied that she was too small.

What is the reason for the unconvincing of the current liberal arts red list?

Is it because Liang Zixin, who always disagrees with herself, makes her unhappy?

Or has she always been in the first place, and the excellent liberal arts Shenjiang makes her feel uncomfortable with a sense of distance?

If it's the former, it's still reasonable.

But what if it's the latter?

Why be uncomfortable?

Could it be that in the process of flirting with the mermaid, she unconsciously started from seeing the color and gradually moved her true feelings???

Harm!

How can it be!

Sheng Jiuran quickly shook his head, dispelling the idea that it was almost impossible.

"Jiang Yu, can I ask you a question?"

As soon as I returned to the classroom, I saw Liang Zixin, who was full of smiles, walking in front of Jiang Yu with today's test paper.

She raised her hand and stroked the shredded hair from her ear, and there was shyness in her gentle voice.

The young man, who had always been cold-faced, did not immediately raise his eyelids to look at her.

He just picked up the glass and drank it slowly.

Because of some slender reasons, Jiang Yu's Adam's apple is a little sharp.

As he drank the water, his Adam's apple rolled lightly, invisibly exuding a temptation to kiss him.

It's just damning!

Obviously he is a god of learning with a clean and noble atmosphere from head to toe.

But a simple act of drinking water can spread the taste of excellent qi.

Sheng Jiuran looked a little dry.

Then he also keenly noticed that Liang Zixin's cheeks in front of him were slightly red.

Yes!

Angry!

Sheng Jiuran, who originally exuded low air pressure, was even more irritable when he saw such a scene.

She strode away, her high ponytail swaying behind her with her wanton and arrogant, "Yuyu! ”

As she walked in, the familiar and aggressive scent of roses rushed to Jiang Yu's nose.

He immediately raised his eyes and looked at her, a little energetic with a look of anger just now.

"Yuyu, I'm holding me back in math this time, why don't you help me with tutoring?"

As if he didn't see Liang Zixin, Sheng Jiuran ignored her, directly blocked her behind him, and stood in front of Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu pursed her lips, her shiny and clear eyes seemed to be staring at her coldly as before, but the hand holding the cup tightened suddenly.

Seeing that he was silent, he smiled at the wine.

Half of her body lay on Jiang Yu's table, like a goblin who didn't know it.

A smile exudes a flamboyant charm, "Yuyu, is it okay to accept my sweet trouble?" ”