Shen Yu cleared his throat and pushed the piece of paper back in a dashing manner.

Song Yiran picked it up and looked at it, and secretly slandered herself, what kind of reason is this, and what is the difference between it and not saying it.

However, it must not be shown on his face, Song Yiran concealed his true thoughts, narrowed his eyes, pulled out a smile, and looked at Shen Yu like a frame.

Shen Yu was obviously in a good mood, and he didn't say anything when he looked at Song Yiran's unnatural smiling face, he unilaterally picked up his good-looking eyebrows, turned around and continued to read.

Halfway through self-study, when all three of them were engaged in studying, there was a flurry from the back row. Immediately afterwards, a candy landed accurately in front of Song Yiran, rolled with a grunt, and stopped moving.

Song Yiran was silent.

picked up the candy and turned around to look, sure enough, it was He Chuyang.

He Chuyang grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth, "Today's sugar is grape-flavored." ”

Song Yiran leaned back, looked at the teacher on the podium, and said in a low voice.

"Class 12 isn't behind us, is it?"

He Chuyang leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "No, I came here." ”

After a pause, he continued, "You remember what class I was in." ”

He Chuyang's breath slid into Song Yiran's ears along the sound, a little itchy.

She dodged, and was about to say something more, but she saw Shen Yu next to her looking at her expressionlessly. The obsidian-like eyes were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, conveying the displeasure of the owner.

Song Yiran shrunk her neck in embarrassment, she instinctively felt that Shen Yu didn't seem to like He Chuyang very much.

And it turned out that her instincts were right. After Song Yiran stopped paying attention to He Chuyang, Shen Yu's expression softened.

Did they have any previous feast?

But that's not right, Shen Yu shouldn't know He Chuyang, otherwise he wouldn't have asked who He Chuyang was yesterday.

Song Yiran really couldn't figure it out, but she chose Shen Yu among the two.

She didn't want Shen Yu to be unhappy.

Lin Guo'er watched quietly from the side. I thought to myself, this is not self-study, this is eating melons on the spot in the Shura field.

Based on her years of experience immersed in fiction, Lin Guoer has explored the following points.

First, He Chuyang likes her sister.

Second, Shen Yu also seems to be interested in her sister, although she still needs to collect more evidence to prove this.

Thirdly, it's definitely a good show.

Lin Guo'er desperately covered the aunt's smile that was about to overflow from the corners of her mouth, she wanted to control it, and she must not be discovered.

She knew that the melon was just a fresh cucumber and not yet ripe.

It's just that Lin Guo'er doesn't know when the melons will ripen, and when she thinks about it like this, there seems to be a hint of pleasure in cultivation.

Like all the people who eat melons, what she has to do now is to wait for it to ripen and then start eating.

Thinking of this, Lin Guo'er was even more motivated to study.

"Sister, how to do this question?"

Lin Guo'er's low voice broke the delicate atmosphere among the three of them.

Song Yiran's thoughts were dragged back, it was rare for Lin Guo'er to be so enthusiastic about learning, and she took the initiative to ask herself questions.

So, she decisively turned her head to look at Lin Guo'er's question, and temporarily escaped from the slightly lower air pressure on Shen Yu's side, and He Chuyang's somewhat burning gaze behind her.

When Song Yiran turned his head to teach Lin Guo'er to do the question, Shen Yu turned his head back and looked at He Chuyang.

But it happened to be opposite He Chuyang's gaze.

He Chuyang was also looking at him, maybe he had been watching it for a long time.

The eyes of the two met in the air, their eyes unclear, but with a slight hostility.

"Did you just come here today?" He Chuyang didn't make a sound, and gestured with his mouth.

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows in affirmation.

He Chuyang playfully hooked the corners of his lips, "But you're not here to learn." ”

"What's your business?" Shen Yu shot back unceremoniously.

He Chuyang touched his chin, "You're the same everywhere, why don't you change your seat to me?" ”

"It's different." Shen Yu looked at Song Yiran beside him, then turned his head and looked at He Chuyang with a heavy gaze, which meant clearly.

He Chuyang stared at his eyes, and felt more and more that this stupid melon who could only learn was interesting, was this a declaration of war against him. He stretched out his hands and shrugged his shoulders, and pushed his mouth forward.

He Chuyang said it didn't matter.

Whether Shen Yu is there or not, there is no way to affect him. He Chuyang has been in love many times, and he has this self-confidence.

"What brand of shampoo do you use?" He Chuyang leaned forward and picked up a strand of Song Yiran's hair.

Song Yiran turned her head when she heard the sound, and her hair slipped from He Chuyang's hand with her movements. "What's wrong?"

"It smells so good." He Chuyang blinked, like a spoiled puppy.

Dizzy, He Chuyang is so bored.

Song Yiran helplessly held his forehead, is it used to smell incense in the evening self-study?

He Chuyang had something to do, how could there be more than 200 people sitting in the classroom, and they smelled one by one, which was enough for him to smell after school.

Song Yiran thought about that picture, and her eyes were a little spicy.

So I decided to ignore him and continue studying.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"Do you still eat sugar?"

"I still have apple, strawberry, and pineapple."

"Which flavor do you like?"

"Aren't you tired from studying?"

"Would you like to talk to me for a while?"

“……”

Song Yiran couldn't figure out why He Chuyang talked so much every day, he was afraid that he was not an engine in his previous life.

Song Yiran didn't look back.

"Please be quiet." It was Shen Yu who said this.

He stopped his pen and turned his head to look directly at He Chuyang, as if there was a flame surging in his eyes. "Don't disturb others from studying."

He Chuyang looked at him fearlessly, and even showed a mouthful of big white teeth defiantly.

"Okay, I won't bother you."

After a pause, he turned his face to Song Yiran, raised his hand and gently curled the ends of her hair, playing with it between his fingers.

After a while, Shen Yu stretched out his slender hand and snatched it down.

His hand was waving rapidly, and he accidentally touched Song Yiran's back.

Song Yiran noticed it and turned his head to look at him suspiciously.

At this time, Shen Yu's hand had not been completely withdrawn, and his posture was extremely ambiguous, as if he was taking Song Yiran into his arms.

When Song Yiran saw such a situation, his face immediately turned red. She didn't expect Shen Yu to do this to her, so she hurriedly dodged backwards.

Shen Yu watched her reaction and felt her misunderstanding, his bony hand froze slightly in the air, he didn't explain, and slowly withdrew it.

He Chuyang looked at the front with interest in the back row, he thought, Song Yiran avoided Shen Yu's touch, then the result would be obvious.

In this competition that has not yet begun, Shen Yu is destined to be a loser.

Thinking of this, He Chuyang couldn't help laughing, causing Song Yiran to look back.

But He Chuyang was very complacent in his heart, and he didn't care, but he also settled down a lot.

Until the end of the evening self-study, He Chuyang was not in trouble.

Song Yiran and Lin Guoer packed up their study utensils early and prepared to leave for home.

was stopped by two people one after the other.

"I'll take you home."

The two men said.