At this time, it was a long time before the end of class in the afternoon, and after forty minutes of dinner, the sophomore in high school was about to start evening self-study.

The classrooms were already empty, twilight was about to fall, and the horizon was darkened.

The cold and casual young man looked indifferent, carrying Ji Jiu's back collar and dragging people away, the school uniform swayed, the school uniform shirt was worn irregularly, the two snow-white buttons at the neckline were loose, revealing the other party's small white complexion, and the slender neck line was sexy and smooth.

Ye Zhinan was stunned in place for two seconds before blinking slowly.

My mind is full of the soft and glutinous sentence of the children, "I pinched and burst a pen at noon......"

The children's voices are warm and soft, light as clear mist, like the sun falling on the first melting spring water.

The girl narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, touching her cheeks.

With her slender fingertips digging out of the drawer and putting on her headphones, she snorted softly and got up to leave.

The vicinity of Huayi Middle School is very lively, opposite the school is a long commercial street, turn left there is a Zhongbai Lawson, which gathers a lot of students; A three-minute walk to the right will bring you a small mall with McDonald's, KFC, and Starbucks.

The pedestrian street has a large flow of people, at six o'clock, the street lights have been lit, Ye Zhinan grabbed his pocket with one hand, took a lollipop, and the sweet and greasy taste spread in the cavity.

The figure was sparse, the pedestrian looked hurried, she stared blankly at some flickering street lamp, stopped for a moment, and then walked away.

Twilight does not come slowly.

She has never studied much about eating, adhering to the principle of "what you eat, you don't die of hunger", and she casually lives a healthy life to this day.

Ye Zhinan took two sandwiches and walked out of the convenience store, the wind crushed the leaves, she yawned, and when she passed by a certain store, the girl paused.

Then walk in.

The interior of the store is very quaint, with dark wood tones, and she walks in with a bite of candy, casually walking around the transparent glass display case.

Soon, a shopping guide came up.

"Hello," the shopping guide lady looked very good-looking, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and showed a standard eight-toothed smile, "Come buy a fountain pen?" ”

Ye Zhinan glanced at the other party without any emotion, and his slender fingertips with distinct knots gently brushed the edge of the counter.

The cold gaze was withdrawn from the pen lying quietly through the clean glass.

"I want this," her fingertips tapped lightly, "please wrap it up for me." ”

Transparent glass counter, exquisite and high-end packaging box, snow-white soft fluff.

This fountain pen is a Montblanc Meisterstück Classique 145 fountain pen fountain pen with a black gold-plated body and a premium texture with a luxurious glow.

The shopping guide's face remained unchanged, but she was stunned for two seconds, then stretched out a hand and asked politely: "Check out here." ”

The barrel and body of this fountain pen are made of black precious resin, and the design style of the classic model is noble and timeless, and the price is not unreasonable.

Ye Zhinan calmly handed over his bank card.

When swiping the card, the shopping guide stole and glanced at the girl's face.

Phew!

The 3,000 fountain pen said to buy it.

It's too rich, it's too rich.

When she entered the code, her expression was still very calm, and the shopping guide stared at her, trying to see a trace of blood dripping from her face.

But nothing.

The corners of the shopping guide's mouth twitched wildly: "You...... Is there anything else you need? ”

"No, I don't."

After Ye Zhinan finished paying, he directly pinched the pen in his hand, without any expression during the whole process, and there was no heartache at all.

She whispered goodbye, took the ticket, and walked away.

Walk to the door.

She seemed to think of something suddenly and stopped.

Leaning sideways slightly, he turned his head and tucked the pen between his fingers.

The girl's eyes were dark and slightly cold, her gaze was far away, she raised her chin slightly, and asked in a flat voice:

"Your fountain pen, are you resistant to falling?"

*

The other side.

Ji Jiu was carried out of the classroom by Fu Qi with the back collar, the little girl was angry, her little paws fluttered, and she glared at him fiercely: "What are you ducking what are you ducking!" ”

She is such a god, how can she be carried away by the dog Fu Qi!

This is insulting to Sven and insulting to Godhead!

Fu Qi ignored her, but let go obediently, looked at the little guy who was angry and wanted to blow up his hair, sneered, raised his big palm, and rubbed her hair not very gently.

"Take you to dinner."

The young man rubbed her with no gentleness, Ji Jiu's little head was tilted to the side uncontrollably, she was so angry and angry "Bah", raised her hand, and hugged his paws irritably.

"Don't rub my head, rub my ears and it should come out!"

"Aren't you a fairy," Fu Qi sighed, his eyes fell on the top of the little girl's furry hair, "You can't even control your ears?" ”

"Immortals descend to earth, they are already restricted," Ji Jiujiu's eyes widened, and the innocent expression of "bastard bastard, how can you wronged me" all the way, "Because I am too strong, the old man also sealed me with fifty percent of my strength." ”

If it hadn't been sealed.

She won't let Fu Qi have a chance to puff her bunny ears!

The young man was lazy, his eyelids drooped slightly, his slender knuckles curled, he hid his lips and coughed twice, and his other hand was raised, and the tip of the little girl's small nose was hung with no light or heavy force.

Drama Jiu immediately covered his nose.

The urn scolded him angrily: "What are you doing, the nose I just made is precious!" ”

The young man's expression was cold and hard, but against the twilight that had not been tilted, the lines of his side face softened slightly.

The tip of his tongue unconsciously licked his lips, hissed, squinted, and reluctantly: "Brother will do it for you." ”

Ji Jiu refused without thinking about it: "Don't do it, you can't do it." ”

She didn't think much about it when she said this, and blurted it out almost subconsciously, with some disgust in her tone......

And, look down.

Fu Qi raised his eyebrows: "......"

Her tone was as if to say—

"You're thin, you're small, and you don't feel good in the hand."

Extremely ironic.

Yo.

He, an eighteen-year-old boy with strong blood, is now being questioned by a little girl.

Some words really don't stand up to careful thought, and the more you think about it, the stranger it becomes. Fu Qi took her away for a while, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

On the other hand, Ji Jiu is quite heartless.

She doesn't come often near Hua Yi Middle School, so she comes to a new environment, inevitably looking around, Fu Qi took her to a small shopping mall, which has a lot of food, there is a food snack street on the third floor, and the fourth floor is the gathering place of the restaurant.

If you eat too much, you will be dazzled.

The little girl was curious like a bun that had just entered the city, wandering around the fourth floor, and then her ears heard something, and her eyes lit up suddenly!

"Fu Qi Fu Qi, let's eat horns here!"

The store is actually playing the song of her little idol!

Tasteful!

With such a tasteful store, the things must be just right!!