Xiao Yichen extinguished the cigarette in his hand on the trash can, and then walked over gracefully.

As soon as Jian Lixi sat down in the position, Si Chengcheng, who was sitting opposite, half-leaned over the table, leaned in front of her, covered the side of his mouth with his hand, and whispered, "Liye, who is that boy?" ”

Si Chengcheng always felt that he had seen that look somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

"Xiao Yichen." Jian Lixi said the name.

Xiao Yichen? Si Chengcheng silently recited the name in his heart, but he still didn't have any impression at all.

I don't want to, love what's wrong, anyway, he's not in the same class as herself, and he's not the person she wants to get close to.

"By the way, what did he tell you?" Si Chengcheng's curiosity was aroused, and then he sat back in his seat, and asked Jian Lixi with a wink.

Jian Lixi lifted his eyelids, and his eyes were aimed at the boy next to Si Chengcheng, who was leaning back in the chair, his fingers tapping on the table from time to time.

"He wants to be friends with me." Jian Lixi said indifferently, and his gaze did not retract.

After tapping his fingers on the table, he resumed his rhythm.

Si Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, and persuaded sincerely: "You still don't want to be friends with this kind of person, that look can eat people." ”

"Oh? Are you afraid of him? ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just a feeling that I can't ...... words," how to say it, Si Chengcheng felt that this feeling seemed to be innate.

It's not to say you're afraid, it's not to say you're afraid.

Like, like seeing a serious elder, in awe.

"If you can't say it, just wait until you think about it."

“OK。” Si Chengcheng immediately returned to his previous lively expression, and looked at Luo Yangui beside him: "Brother Yan, I tell you, our departure ......"

Xiao Yichen approached and sat down in his position.

Si Chengcheng closed his mouth instantly, sat down in his position, and stopped halfway through speaking.

Xiao Yichen smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

Luo Yangui looked at Xiao Yichen, his eyes flashing.

Wang Huaiting is replying to WeChat.

As for Jian Lixi, he peeled a piece of candy and put it in his mouth and chewed it.

The dishes were served one by one, and the next table was more lively than the quiet of their table.

After Wang Huaiting replied to the message, he found that no one at the table was talking.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Eat silently."

Wang Huaiting rubbed his head, huh? That wasn't the case before.

Could it be because of the two girls?

He didn't care if there were girls or not, while picking up chopsticks and preparing to eat, he asked Si Chengcheng: "Little Orange, do you have a boyfriend?" ”

Si Chengcheng subconsciously glanced at Xiao Yichen, who was sitting diagonally opposite, and replied to Wang Huaiting's words: "No." ”

"And what do you think of me?"

Si Chengcheng coughed suddenly: "That, that, you're too small......"

Too small?

'Rubbing' the ground, Wang Huaiting stood up.

He felt insulted as a man.

"Little orange, what do you mean? I haven't shown it to you. ”

Now it's Si Chengcheng's turn to be dumbfounded.

Does his age still need to be seen?

In the third year of high school, at most eighteen years old, or maybe only seventeen years old.

And she was eighteen and a half years old, too young for her age.

She doesn't like sibling love.

"You don't have to look at me to know."

Can this also be seen? Wang Huaiting didn't believe it: "Where did you see it from me?" Nose? ”

As he spoke, Wang Huaiting touched his nose.

"I can't tell through my nose that you're too small." She's not good enough to look at age from the nose.