After eating, Lu Qingran took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Xi Hanyan went back to the room to change his clothes and came out, thinking that the grapes he bought the day before yesterday were still in the refrigerator, so he went to secretly grab a few to eat.

She leaned against the kitchen door, waiting for Lu Qingran to land.

The washed grapes were stained with crystal water droplets, moistening the girl's pink lips.

The grapes are sweet, just a little icy.

The ice was so cold that her eyes narrowed, and the light fell on them and shattered.

Xi Hanyan suddenly caught a glimpse of a small cyan mark behind the young man's right ear.

She had rarely been so close to Lu Qingran before, so naturally she didn't notice it, but she only saw it by chance today.

Xi Hanyan took a few steps closer, only to see clearly that the cyan mark was in the shape of a butterfly.

She stood on tiptoe and went directly to touch it: "Lu Qingran, are you a tattoo?" ”

Lu Qingran was so troubled by her, the plate in her hand almost fell.

From the neck to the tips of the ears, a touch of crimson crept up.

"No, it's a birthmark."

Xi Hanyan nodded and muttered: "I just said that it doesn't look like a tattoo, it turns out to be a birthmark." ”

Lu Qingran wiped the last plate dry and put it in the cupboard.

He patted the girl's head: "You go and put your schoolbag on your back, and I'll leave after changing my clothes." ”

Watching the girl jump back to the room, Lu Qingran raised her hand to touch the skin behind her ear.

The place where the girl had touched just now was now amazingly hot.

Back in his room, Lu Qingran picked up yesterday's coat to wear, but paused.

His fingers subconsciously rubbed for a moment before he folded his coat and took out the one he hadn't worn yesterday.

I don't know what perfume the girl used, but after a day and a night, there was still a faint fragrance lingering on the school uniform.

It was as if she was gently hugging him from behind.

Lu Qingran's ears were even redder, his skin was already white, and the blush on his ears was like a red plum in the snow, burning and dazzling.

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Xi Hanyan, who was packing his schoolbag in the next room: "??? ”

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As soon as Xi Hanyan arrived in the classroom, he heard someone discussing Wen Chuang.

"I heard that Wen Chuang was beaten and sent to the police station."

"It looks like my hand is broken, and I think I put a plaster cast."

"Who hit someone? is so arrogant, aren't you afraid that Wen Chuang will take someone to beat him? ”

"It seems to be a young master from a rich family, I saw that Wen Chuang posted a check in the circle of friends, which is the medical expenses paid by the young master."

"Really? How much was given to him? ”

"A full half a thousand!"

"So much, you won't lie, will you?"

"How is it possible, I counted dozens of times yesterday, and it's 500,000."

"Damn, that's what Wen Chuang has earned now."

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Xi Hanyan's eyes straightened when he heard this.

Yesterday, Lu Qingran asked Assistant Xu to give Wen Chuang 500,000?

A fracture, where do you need so much money!

Lu Qingran deserves to be a rich man, and he is so generous!

Isn't it good to give her this 500,000?

She will also buy him a gift, and even say thank you, which is like a direct water drift now.

Xi Hanyan felt that his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

All morning, Xi Hanyan spent the time at home where he was distressed about money and condemned Lu Qingran, and rarely did not sleep on his stomach.

The teacher frequently cast a pleased look at her, thinking that she had reformed herself and was ready to listen to the class.

Assistant Xu's style of work is as efficient as ever.

As soon as class ended at noon, Assistant Xu was already waiting at the door: "Miss Xi, the transfer procedures have been completed, and someone will move your things later, now we will go directly to No. 1 Middle School, or send you home?" ”

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Xi Hanyan: Give me the money, you are free to men.

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