Class 9 was far from the stairs, but I could clearly hear the voices outside.

The office is at the top of the stairs, and the first room is naturally more clear.

I heard the voices of the group of cubs in Class 9 from afar, and even the third floor of the high school, which was relatively quiet and less crowded after class, was messed up by the cubs, and the whole thing was like a market.

Lao Wang, who was writing a report in the office, was stared at by other teachers uncomfortably.

After holding on for more than ten seconds, he stood up and went out with his hands behind his back to see what was going on.

"What are you doing, what are you arguing about?"

A group of cubs had just squeezed up the stairwell, still in high spirits.

Suddenly, he was yelled at by Lao Wang with such a black face, and he was a little cowardly, standing in place, not moving, and not speaking.

Li Qi squeezed out of the crowd, smiled gently and harmlessly, and shook a large cup of fruit tea in his hand, "Teacher Wang, the class leader seems to be in a good mood, so I invite forty people in the class to drink." ”

Wang: "......"

Principal Sun was scolded by the people above, and Lao Wang was criticized by Principal Sun and wrote a report miserably.

Jiang Xin, in a good mood. Very good.

Yes, who said that this time it was his old king who was not interesting enough.

Waving his hand helplessly, Lao Wang's anger was half gone, and he waved his hand and said, "Go back, go back, be quiet." ”

At this time, nine classes.

Han Yi stared at the large cup stuffed into his hand by the same table that sneaked back, and his long black eyelashes fluttered.

"Sister Jiang Xin gave it to me?"

Tablemate: "yes." ”

Hearing the definite answer, Han Yi unconsciously hooked the corners of one side of his mouth, and his long fingers moved neatly to tear open the plastic layer of the straw.

Hiss.

It's so sweet.

What is this drinking?

Mellow.

Soft and sweet.

After a few sips of his eyes, Young Master Han raised his head with bright eyes,

"Sister Jiang Xin One by One"

The cheerful voice came to an abrupt end.

Young Master Han blinked and stared at the things in the hands of the classmates who came over at the door of the classroom.

He looked down at the cup in his hand, for a second, two seconds, and then raised his eyes to look at the cup in his classmate's hand.

Well.

The outer packaging design of the cup is the same, exquisite and beautiful.

The pattern on the outside of the cup is the same, simple and atmospheric.

From side to out, two cups, exactly the same.

Young Master Han turned his head and asked his table mates.

"Hey, everyone in the class has this drink?"

The tablemate stopped the pen for writing homework and glanced at him like a little fool, "Of course, everyone has it." I guess the squad leader was very moved by our post that day. ”

Han Yi: "...... What about yours? ”

When he came in at the table, he only took a cup for him.

waved his hand at the same table and said arrogantly, "The squad leader bought it so delicious!" Before I go back to the classroom, oh no, I'm going to do it before I go into this building, to be exact! ”

“……！”

Reach out and pat the chair at the table in front of you.

"Sister Jiang Xin."

This faint voice of resentment floated into his ears, Jiang Xin was stunned for a moment, and turned around.

"What's wrong?"

"This milk tea is still fruit tea," Young Master Han looked dissatisfied, "The one given to me is the same as theirs?" ”

The girl was stunned for another second, and when she lowered her eyes, a dark shadow cast on her eyelids. Take a serious look at the cup in Han Yi's hand, and then look at someone else's.

Jiang Xin looked into his eyes and said slowly in an affirmative tone, "Well, it's the same." ”

“……”

He has found out that it is the same.

It's just the same, okay?!

He was not asking if it was the same.

Forget it, Young Master Ben is very angry.

Just, when you drink it again.

How do you ...... this smell? Not so sweet?