Xi Hanyan nodded, because he hadn't slept enough, he yawned sleepily, and followed Lu Qingran obediently and quietly.

The adoptive parents left a good location, close to the city center, and the transportation is also well connected.

It's just an old-fashioned residential building with no elevator, but fortunately the floor they live on is not high.

Both walked quietly, with only the footsteps of two men in the entire stairwell.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning slowly fell from the staircase, pouring a delicate and warm yellow halo, and the shadows were a little dazzling.

I don't know if I was dizzy by the sun, Lu Qingran suddenly turned around: "Do you want to transfer to our school?" ”

Xi Hanyan was wandering out of the world, Lu Qingran suddenly opened her mouth and threw down an explosive message, and her face was still a little dazed: "What? ”

Why did Lu Qingran suddenly mention that she had transferred to another school.

Could it be that he saw his own mind and wanted to take the opportunity to test her?

As soon as this thought came out, it was suppressed by Xi Hanyan.

Lu Qingran is a person like him, who is gentler than anyone else when he is gentle, but more ruthless than anyone else.

If he really knew that he had different thoughts about him, even if there was even the slightest hint, he would have driven her out and left her to fend for herself, where would he go to great lengths to try.

Lu Qingran stopped her steps, turned around and looked at her seriously: "Transfer to our school, just so that I can protect you, and there will never be a situation like yesterday again." ”

His gaze fell on Xi Hanyan's left hand, which had been in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth tightened unconsciously.

Yesterday's incident, he vaguely knew what was going on, who sent the red hair, and he could guess without deep thought.

After all, I can't hope that he is good and still want to clean him up, except for his brother of the Lu family, who else can there be?

For Xi Hanyan's younger sister, he felt guilty in his heart.

Because of the trouble he brought, she was bullied, and Lu Qingran couldn't help it.

The morning sun was gentle, gently covering half of the boy's cheek like the wind.

His long eyelashes and black hair seemed to be plated with a layer of gold powder, which made his light brown eyes look like glass.

There seemed to be wind in the distance, coming down the large open staircase.

The familiar scent of roses came one after another, refreshing people's hearts.

The girl looked at him stunned, her bright face was very delicate, like a bright and tender little rose wrapped in the morning sun.

Lu Qingran remembered the school uniform with a light fragrance in the morning.

A young girl is the age of beauty, in addition to wanting to steal adult clothes to pretend to be mature, it can only show her desire for the first middle school in the city.

Xi Hanyan has always been well-behaved and quiet in Lu Qingran's eyes, but his temperament is soft and glutinous, but he is much more mature than his peers because of his life experience.

Therefore, Lu Qingran didn't think that she stole his school uniform to pretend to be mature, so there was only one conclusion-

Xi Hanyan likes City No. 1 Middle School, so he sneaks his school uniform behind his back.

She studied in the No. 3 Middle School in the city, although it is also a key high school, but it is not as strong as the teachers of the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

Xi Hanyan has always liked to learn, and he must be more inclined to No. 1 Middle School in his heart.

In this way, the fact that she was stealing her school uniform can be explained.

Lu Qingran thought about it all the way just now, and with Xi Hanyan's results, it is not impossible to transfer to the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

In this way, he can always pay attention to her and the people around her, so that she will not be bullied again, and can also satisfy her little heart that loves to learn.

And he only needs to go to the principal to make a guarantee.

Xi Hanyan looked at his serious posture, and suddenly had a feeling that he had been arranged to understand: "No, I'm doing well in No. 3 Middle School." ”