"Yan Sihao, let's go, skip class and go out to play."

On a summer afternoon, most of the students are studying in the classroom.

A handsome boy with dyed yellow hair poked his head out and called Yan Sihao, who was burying his head in the seat.

"No, I played games all night last night, I want to have a good rest."

Yan Sihao raised his head extremely unhappily and said.

"Okay"

The boy nodded and said.

After a good night's sleep, the teacher was lecturing in class.

Yan Sihao couldn't help but look out the window.

This high school is run by his family, so no one here can control him, and no one will dare to mess with him easily.

Slightly thirsty, he reached out and rummaged through his desk.

The water cup was not found, but there were more pink letters.

These are the girls secretly stuffed under his desk.

Yan Sihao not only has a good family background, but the key is that he is very good-looking.

So many girls rushed to confess to him, and such love letters and other things would appear under his desk every day.

Yan Sihao didn't look at it, and they all fell to the ground.

I took a few sips when I got the water glass.

At the end of the evening, the car that came to pick him up was parked at the school gate.

"Uncle Qin...... You go back first. ”

Yan Sihao knocked on the car door and said, and then left without waiting for the driver's reaction.

No matter what he did from childhood to adulthood, the old man in his family didn't care at all, because he understood that these times were not much time for him, and after he finished college, he had to inherit the Yan family, who called him the only son of their family.

After soaking in the Internet café for another night, Yan Sihao walked into the classroom with panda eyes and lay on the table to make up for sleep.

Yan Sihao will always remember that day, the sky was very clean at that time, he sat by the window, the wind blowing slowly in his hair, making him very comfortable when he slept.

The air was quiet.

"Students, we have a new classmate in our class today, everyone applauds and welcomes."

The head teacher with glasses said happily.

Then a girl walked out of the door, and the boys in the class couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Because that girl is so beautiful, much more beautiful than their school girl.

"My name is Qiao Luo, please take care of me."

The girl's confident voice resounded in the classroom.

Yan Sihao was sleeping lightly at this time, and he raised his head a little unpleasantly when he heard the voice.

As soon as he looked up, he bumped into Qiao Luo's smiling eyes.

It's like a comet hitting the earth, and with a bang, something explodes in the heart in an instant.

"Qiao Luo, let's choose a seat."

The head teacher looked at her and said that there was no teacher who didn't like students with very good grades.

"Can I sit here?"

Everyone watched in a daze as Qiao Luo walked to the empty seat next to Yan Sihao.

The head teacher suddenly reacted and hurriedly wanted to stop her.

"Yes."

Yan Sihao said this sentence one step ahead of him.

The whole class looked at him in surprise, because since he entered the school, Yan Sihao has always been the sole one.

But turning their heads to look at the appearance of this new classmate, many people seem to understand something.

"Thank you!"

Qiao Luo sat down happily, the wind blowing by the window just blew her hair up, she squinted her eyes comfortably, thinking that it would be more comfortable to sit by the window.

A faint fragrance in the air instantly surrounded Yan Sihao.

Yan Sihao hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be looking for something, and the tips of his ears slowly became ruddy.

Until the end of school at night, Yan Sihao magically didn't sleep.

"Didn't you bring your textbook?"

Qiao Luo glanced at his table mate a little strangely. I haven't seen him say it since class.

"Forget ...... Bring. ”

Yan Sihao said intermittently.

It's really silly.

This was Yan Sihao's first impression of Qiao Luo, and maybe from then on, she also had him in her heart.

"If you forget to bring it in the future, you can tell me, let's watch it together."

Qiao Luo said as he cleaned up.

"Hmm"

Yan Sihao secretly decided in his heart that he would burn all the books when he went back.

It was the first time he had come home so early, and as soon as he arrived in the room, he rushed to the mirror.

I looked myself up and down.

Just as handsome.

Yan Sihao couldn't help but think narcissistically, but suddenly he seemed to be half discouraged, because he thought that Qiao Luo hadn't communicated with him at all since he was in class.

It seems that he is still not attractive to her, and this is the first time he has spent so much money for a girl.

But liking is liking, Yan Sihao knows this clearly, although he seems to be muddy, he also understands what he wants most.