But there is no one like An Yang, who is scheming like this, and can so easily buckle Li Aijia's hat.

But people still pretend to be casual.

It's scary, it's scary.

Li Chuanning's understanding of Anyang has taken another step, and he feels that his life has been clouded with a layer of gloom.

He thought that Anyang was just a drama spirit, but he didn't expect that he was a pervert, and now he is scheming and dark.

Li Chuanning: "...... my poor Sister Nuan, hey...... Ask for your own blessings.

"Don't you understand?" Seeing Xiao Huangmao's stunned expression, An Yang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and then Xiao Huangmao saw the shiny thing on An Yang's wrist.

His eyes froze: it was the knife that almost hurt him!

"Understood! Got it! That's the way it is! "I'm sorry, the one who knows the times is Junjie, he ...... Love is nothing, really.

After getting the exact answer, An Yang nodded contentedly, and added a sentence with a smile: "You can't let Nuan Nuan know about this matter, if Nuan Nuan knows, or if I find out that you didn't do it......"

An Yang's throat came out of the laughter of "ho ho", a little gloomy, mixed with coldness, he got closer, met his somewhat flustered gaze, and slowly hooked his lips: "I can make you the next Li Aijia." ”

Xiao Huangmao was completely frightened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and trembled in a trembling voice: "Know, know......"

Just as the class bell rang, Anyang stood up straight, ignored the two of them, and went back to the classroom directly.

His warmth is still waiting for him to go to class together.

It just so happens that there is a topic today that I can ask him to warm up at home, like this...... I'm sure I'll be able to seduce her quietly.

Anyang walked away happily.

The two people who stayed behind looked at each other.

"Brother Ning...... Can you give me a little help...... I, my legs are weak......" Xiao Huangmao breathed as if he had been amnestied, and looked at Li Chuanning for help.

Li Chuanning: "......" actually has a little soft legs, but ...... Fortunately, the brother in front of him suffered a critical blow, so he better go over and help him.

The bell rings for the end of class.

The people in the class went out one after another, Bai Nuan was tidying up the table, and An Yang next to her was obediently waiting for her.

"Bai, Bai Nuan...... Can you borrow or lend me the notes on this question? The bespectacled little boy at the back table spoke weakly.

Bai Nuan glanced at the title on it, took out his own book, and was about to look for it, and then another book stretched out faster than her.

"Nuan Nuan, I also made notes, keep your notes, and you have to go home to do your homework at night." An Yang was quite considerate and showed a soft smile at his family.

Bai Nuan is very pleased, usually not Bai is good to him, at this time, I know to keep her notebook!

"Okay." She responded happily, and then handed Anyang's notebook to the little boy at the back table.

The little boy felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Bai Nuan, and reached out to take it.

Bai Nuan glanced at him, his hand was not white enough, and there was a birthmark on it, a small piece of it.

Or Anyang's hands are better, Bai Nuan retracted his gaze, glanced at Anyang's slender and slender fingers, and once again confirmed his answer.

That's right, it's better to have better hands.

An Yang saw his warm look, and he couldn't let go of the smile on the corner of his lips.