Truth be told, it's a bit tricky to be really.

It is precisely because he has not dealt with such a situation that Jiang Xu can only show the social skills he has cultivated when he is doing various part-time jobs in the face of Xuzhou-

Be as generous as you would a stranger.

In fact, it's more because I don't like it, and if I really like it, I'm afraid I'll be at a loss.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Xu sat on the stool in front of the podium and had no intention of getting up and walking over.

Xuzhou also showed no dead heart, or pretended to have no eyesight, so he naturally continued to wave his hand at Jiang Suwan.

Jiang Suwan could only walk over in the end.

Naturally, she quickly noticed Wei Ge in the back row, whose eyes were fixed on her.

It seems to be even trickier.

Let's make a quick decision, Jiang Suwan said secretly in his heart.

Jiang Suwan: "What's the matter?" It's almost time for class. ”

Xuzhou: "That, I just went to the canteen store and bought this."

Jiang Suwan saw clearly what Xuzhou handed over - a bottle of drink to relieve low blood sugar.

Xuzhou: "I heard Zhou Xiaotong say that you have low blood sugar."

Xuzhou: "...... this morning"

Xuzhou paused, and saw that Jiang Suwan still had no intention of taking over, so he directly stuffed the drink into Jiang Suwan's hand.

Xuzhou: "I didn't look good when I saw you there this morning, I didn't ask at the time, I couldn't rest assured when I got to school, just-"

He laughed.

Xuzhou: "So take it, low blood sugar is very uncomfortable."

Maybe he was afraid that Jiang Xu would refuse him after all, so he didn't even give her the right to speak a word, and turned around and left.

While running away quickly, he also waved goodbye to Jiang Suwan.

"It's class, remember to drink!"

Jiang Suwan inhaled slightly, his chest bulged, his hand was raised lightly, and he pursed his lips and sighed out of his nose.

Looking down at the drink in his hand, emotion and guilt swelled up together, and the bottle of drink rested in the palm of his hand, as if a soldering iron was burning, and he felt more and more pain.

She didn't know how to deal with Xuzhou's direct expression of emotion.

She's not that kind of person, so she doesn't know how to eradicate it at the root.

"Smack!"

The burn of the palm of the hand was taken away along with the action of the person in front of him snatching the drink.

In an instant, Jiang Xuwan's only feeling was peace of mind—the feeling that someone had solved a difficult problem for herself.

Before raising his head, Jiang Xu had a guess, and raising his head confirmed his guess.

Sure enough, it was Weigo.

The corners of Wei Ge's mouth showed a downward arc, his eyebrows were serious, and there was a bit of questioning in his eyes.

This situation is very similar to Wei Ge not long ago, Wei Ge took away the Buddhist scriptures copied by Xuzhou himself-

is also something from Xuzhou, and it is also Wei Ge's unhappy aura.

So correspondingly, Jiang Suwan also thought of Wei Ge's nonsense at that time.

The heartstrings were tightly grasped by an invisible hand and pulled out, pulling out Jiang Suwan's fear and nervousness.

Jiang Suwan: "Return, give it back to me."

Jiang Su stumbled to speak, and then snatched back the bottle of drink while Wei Ge was defenseless.

Jiang Xuwan: "Why are you always interested in my things, it's strange."

She said this in a loud voice, gently and softly, without the prickly feeling of repelling outsiders.

Wei Ge's mood was extremely bad, and he had been like this since he came to the door of the classroom from Xuzhou.

Just now, seeing Xuzhou and Jiang Suwan talking a few words, and even sending things to be courteous, Wei Ge was so angry that he swiped his pen the book, directly penetrating more than ten pieces of paper.

He stared at the bottle of drink, hoping that Jiang Xu would reject him directly, but it was always like this in life, and it would always develop in a direction you couldn't predict.

So Xuzhou directly forcibly stuffed the drink to Jiang Suwan, leaving no room for her to refuse, but giving Wei Ge the anger that surged to her throat.

But......

Jiang Suwan's aggrieved appearance instantly extinguished all Wei Ge's anger that he didn't know how to vent.

Just looking at her clear eyes, he had lost the ability to organize speech.

He will not forget what Jiang Suwan said to himself in the staircase at night.

There is no doubt that she does not like the way she speaks, and even dislikes it.

All the words had almost crossed the lips and teeth and landed in the ears of the girl in front of her, but I could look at her thin body......

Wei Ge was like a fish in his throat, because he really cared more about Jiang Suwan's mood than blindly expressing his dissatisfaction with Jiang Suwan.

He didn't want her to be upset.

Because Wei Ge wants Jiang Xu to be happy more than anyone else.

Let him take back the bottle of drink, and try to shake off the stinky temper that Jiang Su hated at the party.

He's tried hard to do so, but he's still not quite able to deal with his unhappiness well.

But in the end, at least for the time being, there won't be a bunch of words that Jiang Suwan hates.

But when he had a little control over his jealousy, the girl in front of him said something like "why are you interested in my stuff?"

Wei Ge: "Your stuff?"

Wei Ge couldn't tell whether he was overly angry or really amused, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Wei Ge: "You've ...... that stink"

Wei Ge: "I mean, the one called Xuzhou—"

Wei Ge: "Have you already taken what he gave you as your own?"

Jiang Suwan raised his head and glanced at Wei Ge, not seeing the unhappy expression on his face, but finding a certain smile on the corner of his eyebrows.

She couldn't read the smile, but—

Is it supposed to be like this?

Jiang Su said in her heart, it seemed that she was not satisfied with the other party's reaction, but she couldn't tell the exact reason.

She turned and left, sat down in front of her podium, and picked up her pen to answer.

The answers that can't be obtained in reality are all turned into lines and lines of writing on the tip of the pen, condensed into a tiny dot on the timeline.

Wei Ge walked to keep up with Jiang Suwan, and his lazy pace finally stopped at the side of the podium.

His elbows were propped up on the podium, his chin was supported with both hands, and he watched Jiang Su write the paper in the evening.

Wei Ge: "Ah Wan."

Jiang Suwan: "Huh?"

She subconsciously looked up, and a few seconds later, in Wei Ge's soft gaze, she grabbed the smile in his eyes like drowning, and the emotions he expressed rose and fell.

She pretended to use the cuffs of her school uniform jacket to rub the dirt on her face that didn't exist, but in fact she wanted to hide her blush by doing so.

But what was particularly embarrassing was that the skin of the forearm was pressed directly against the face - the school uniform had already been taken off and placed on the desk before that.

Wei Ge saw through all the disguises and shyness of Jiang Suwan, he just wanted to call her softly from the heart, but he didn't want to tease her like this again.

Does Xuzhou have such an ability?

A sense of superiority arose, and it seemed to solve all the unhappiness brought by Xuzhou in an instant.

He chuckled and lowered his head, struck by a burst of joy at the softness of his heart, and all his emotions softened into a pool of warm spring water.

He didn't speak again, walked to Jiang Suwan's table, picked up her school uniform jacket, and threw it on her head to cover it.

In the dark, Jiang Suwan eased his shyness while listening carefully to Wei Ge's movements.

Wei Ge returned to his seat, picked up the paper and pen, and planned to bring a stool and sit next to Jiang Suwan to complete his homework.

But as he stepped up, some discordant voices came into Wei Ge's ears.

"Niu, Jiang Su is getting involved with the first class at night?"

"Damn, it's cheap Xuzhou."

Wei Ge walked over and kicked Lu Zirui's stool, and Lu Zirui almost fell to the ground.

Lu Zirui's eyes widened angrily, and he struggled to stand up, although his tone was very unhappy, but he didn't dare to clash with Wei Ge head-on after all.

Lu Zirui: "You're sick!"

The boys around Lu Zirui who were gossiping about Jiang Su just now, saw that they just wanted to calm things down.

"Brother Rui, don't, don't hurt the harmony."

After Lu Zirui had the steps, he really stepped down.

"Don't worry about your TMD."

Wei Ge didn't bother him again, but his tone stabbed at Lu Zirui like ice.

Wei Ge: "Keep your mouth shut."

As the class bell rang, she took off her school uniform jacket and returned to the bright world.

What made her feel strange next was that Wei Ge came to the podium with a stool in one hand, and a pen and paper in the other.

The stool was slammed to the ground, startling the students who had returned to the class before the bell rang.

But when I looked up and saw that it was Wei Ge, everyone dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so they ignored it.

In addition to being a thief, Lu Zirui is weak-hearted.

Jiang Suwan stared at Wei Ge with big confused eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wei Ge shook his head and sat down on the stool with a smile.

"It's okay, I'll come to Teacher Jiang Suwan for tutoring."

As he spoke, he learned from Jiang Suwan to pull out the cap of the pen and put it on the other end of the pen.

Wei Ge: "You have to hurry up and learn something from Teacher Jiang, otherwise you will ......"

Jiang Suwan: "Otherwise, what?"

Wei Ge hooked the corners of his mouth meaningfully, slowly approached Jiang Suwan, and gently highlighted a few words with a breath:

"It's going to be snatched away by someone else."

Jiang Suwan's expression was tense for a long time, and finally he shook his head helplessly, pouted and lowered his head to write the question.

"Write it."

Wei Ge read the questions on the paper and quickly understood the difficulty of the questions.

And looking at Jiang Suwan again, he is still entangled with a certain fill-in-the-blank question.

He wanted to help directly, but when he thought of her stubborn self-esteem, everything became silent.

……

As the class drew to a close, Wei Ge raised his wrist and glanced at the electronic watch, and found that there were still a few minutes left before the big recess, so he was ready to put away the test papers and drafts.

I saw Jiang Suwan in front of me, still entangled with the second question of the last application question.

Juan Xiu's handwriting is also very good in the draft book typed out in the draft.

He got up and walked behind Jiang Suwan, propped his hands on the edge of the podium, and circled Jiang Suwan in.

Wei Ge only leaned over to see what was wrong with her posture, but he didn't notice that his movements were already out of reach.

Jiang Suwan felt the breath from Wei Ge above his head, faintly filled with rare male hormones.

She tried to huddle herself in a ball, hoping to give them some safe distance, so her head fell on the roll and scratch paper.

Wei Ge: "Blocked, show me."

The tone is not crooked, serious and serious.

But the movement in his hand surprised Jiang Suwan but couldn't drop his jaw.