Song Song, who was originally a little moved, changed his face, and looked at Yang Fan with slanted eyes, he must have been thinking about how to punish this talkative person.

Yang Fan felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, so he silently shrunk his nose and looked up at the ceiling, "You guys didn't say anything to me!" ”

Yang Zhenzhen smiled and said nothing, ready at any time, as long as Song Song opened his mouth, she could immediately react and educate him.

However, Song Song looked at Yang Fan for only a few seconds before retracting his gaze.

This stupid human, without her guidance, wants to see when this man will come to his senses.

If Yang Fan knew that Song Song gave up helping him find out the relationship because of his mouthy words, he would definitely cry and change his past.

But there are no ifs!

So Yang Fan is doomed to tragedy......

After a while, the people from the student union came to check, it was Fang Chenchu and Bai Yalan.

Okay, perfect!

Yang Zhenzhen leaned against Song Song's back, and it was rare to sigh, "Song, next time Zhao Jinliu talks nonsense, don't stop me." ”

Song Song turned his head to look at her, "What can you do?" ”

Yang Zhenzhen grinned, there was a dark feeling, especially gloomy, "I'm going to sew her crow's mouth shut!" ”

Song Song's eyelids twitched, she didn't know what to say, how could she have such a cruel and lovely friend?

"Are you going to fall in love with me, don't be infatuated with sister, sister is just a legend!" Yang Zhenzhen shook his hair and threw it all on Song Song's face, and it hurt.

Song Song watched her play with fire with cold eyes, and when she was spinning and jumping in the air, and when she just stopped and was still dizzy, she slapped her buttocks and savored the feeling.

Song Song handed his right hand, which had been in close contact with her ass, to Yang Fan and threw it around, in a vain attempt to attract his attention.

Yang Fan looked at Song Song blankly, this woman has cramps in her hands?

"Envy or not? Envy or not! Give Song Song a red cloth at this time, and she can dance it into Nezha's Qiankun Aya.

This kind of word is just right to describe Song Song at this moment.

Yang Fan slapped her arm away, and looked at her when he was mentally retarded, "What do you envy?" Envy your big pork knuckle has gained weight again? ”

“…… I'll give you one more chance to reorganize the language! ”

"You give me three more chances, and the big pork knuckle is still the big pork knuckle!"

After speaking, Yang Fan ran away first, for fear of a big pig's elbow...... No, I'm afraid that Song Song will go crazy.

Although Fang Chenchu was not far from them now, who knew if this wife-protecting madman would help Song Song abuse him together.

Xiao Yang Fan, Huang Di, high school student, no object......

Yang Fan hugged his thin self in distress, and rubbed behind Yang Zhenzhen with a begging expression, "Song Song is using violence against me, will you help me?" ”

However, before Yang Zhenzhen could open his mouth to taunt her, Xiao Yuanfeng walked over, damn it, he still had the bottle of milk tea in his hand.

Yang Fan glared at him, gritting his teeth and looking unreal, "Don't you know that a look appears?" Also, will you die if you change the brand? ”

Xiao Yuanfeng glanced at him without being salty, feeling irritated by the undisguised targeting in his tone, and simply said something he didn't usually say, "I have money, I can buy a good one for her to drink." ”

There was a suppressed depression in Yang Fan's chest, where there was a hot current that hit every inch of his skin as you pushed me.

Yang Zhenzhen also stood aside a little embarrassed, glanced at Yang Fan's suddenly changed face, and quickly stood up to play a round game, "Xiao Yuanfeng, you don't always have to invite me to drink milk tea, so I always want to invite you to drink back, I'm very poor!" ”

Xiao Yuanfeng was full of smiles at Yang Zhenzhen, which was completely far from the cold image of Yang Fan, "You don't need to invite me, I just want to invite you to drink." ”

The three of them stood together, and the tug-of-war was once white-hot.

Yang Zhenzhen looked at Yang Fan on the left, and Xiao Yuanfeng on the right, the two of them were arguing with each other, but they completely ignored Yang Zhenzhen on the side.

"What did you have for your class?" Song Song didn't know when he rubbed into Fang Chenchu's side, but fortunately, everyone in the class was busy catching up with the blackboard newspaper, and no one had time to pay attention to the two extra new members of the student union.

Fang Chenchu took out a yellow-peeled orange from his pocket and handed it to her, "No, we have the most angry food in the class, and the oranges are enough." ”

Song Song opened his mouth wide, but he had nothing to say, and his face was full of helplessness.

Fang Chen didn't react quite rightly when he saw her at first, so he guessed casually, only to see Song Song close his eyes and nodded.

“…… No way. ”

Song Song sighed resignedly, "Our class also bought this kind of orange, and we bought a lot of it, because it was cheap and convenient!" ”

"That's what our homeroom teacher said." Fang Chenchu couldn't help but laugh when he saw her playing with treasure, and when he saw that no one else around him was looking over, a Bai Yalan stood aside, and he didn't care about hugging Song Song and kneading the flesh on her cheeks.

Song Song smiled and squinted, let him pinch it, as long as it could be exchanged for other things that she needed most at the moment.

Like what......

Fang Chenchu grabbed the pretentious hand in his pocket and tilted his head helplessly, "Can you leave me a little too?" ”

Song Song blinked, trying to confuse his heart with beauty, but he looked at Fang Chenchu's face for a long time, but he was confused.

"Okay, I'll leave you a little bit, then I won't bother you with the rating, I'll go find Zhenzhen!" As she spoke, she let go of her hand and wanted to fly away like a little swallow.

Fang Chenchu pulled her back by the collar, leaned close to her ear and said, "Don't think about it, be good." ”

Song Song was immediately stunned, and then gave him a roll of his eyes, "You think too much about yourself, like a fool." ”

“……”

Fang Chenchu felt an arrow in his knee.

The record book in Bai Yalan's hand, which was watching the whole process on the side, was full of holes, and it wasn't until Song Song left that she relaxed her body and replaced the record board with a new form.

When she raised her head, she was still the bright and moving school flower, "Fang Chenchu, I can take a look at your ......"

"No, you can't." Fang Chenchu directly interrupted her words, and after recording all the scores of the third class, he walked to the fourth class.

And Bai Yalan, who stood in place and was ignored, gritted her silver teeth, and finally couldn't bear to give the third class a lower score in each score.

Although she has always been the most unaccustomed to doing this kind of thing, she is not to blame, but Song Song is to blame.

Who asked her to deliberately appear when she and Fang Chenchu were alone.

Song Song's pocket was full of melon seeds, all of which were the results of the robbery in Fang Chenchu's pocket just now, which was enough for her and Yang Zhenzhen to swallow until their tongues were bald.

Yang Zhenzhen can't eat watermelon seeds, and he bites them thinly as soon as he tries hard, and he is carefully spitting out the residue, and eating melon seeds can be described as tiring.

Unlike Song Song, who tasted the delicacy at a rate of almost spitting out a complete melon seed shell in one second, Yang Zhenzhen, who was watching, could only abandon the watermelon seeds and turn to the camp of sunflower seeds while envious.