Ai Yan shook her head with a smile, the girl should be as carefree and simple-minded as Han Muyou. Thinking about being at the same table, forget it, I guess it's better to let him tutor than to fight.

Helplessly, she heard Han Muyou whispering in her ear: "Eh, Qin Xiaoxiao is back." You see, it's also a beauty, crying so much that the pear blossoms bring rain, Chu Chu is very good, look at that little appearance, it's heartbreaking. ”

"Mumu, you are a woman." Ai Xiaoxiao lightly glanced at Qin Xiaoxiao, who walked in, and reminded without changing his face.

Han Muyou smiled darkly, looking heartless. "Beauty, pure appreciation." Then she leaned in a little closer and said, "But actually, I don't like that one, it's too good, like a white lotus." You have a lot of appetite for me, with white skin, beautiful long legs, and a bewitching and graceful figure, you are a stunner at first glance. The yellow stuff on your face is still washed, others can't see it, but I'm sharp-eyed, and I'm not up to grade. ”

Ai Yan couldn't cry or laugh, Han Muyou is a stunner, simple and cute, like a peach, the hook person couldn't help but take a bite. Han Muyou is indeed beautiful, but it is not a bright beauty like Ai Yan, but a pure beauty.

"I think you and Qin Xiaoxiao's beam is concluded." Han Muyou began to gossip with Ai Yan again.

"How do you know?" Ai Yan twisted his eyebrows, but he couldn't agree more.

"It's not a secret that Qin Xiaoxiao likes Ye Tingliao, we girls have known it for a long time. But I didn't expect you to take out other people's love letters and read them, and you said that she hated you or not. Han Muyou raised his eyebrows and said.

"I didn't mean it, where is it so coincidental, it's hers to catch one casually." Ai Yan also felt helpless.

"She hates you now. Originally, if he wasn't caught, Qin Xiaoxiao could still have a crush, but now I'm afraid I can't even think about it. Han Muyou said arrogantly. Xiao Ai, you are also a talent. ”

Ai Yan didn't speak, took off his glasses, and struck back with burning eyes at the oncoming bladed hostility. She used the mentality of a mature twenty-year-old woman to fight against a pretentious sixteen-year-old girl, and the results were immediate.

If she hadn't been disturbed by Han Muyou, she thought that she could kill her opponent with her eyes, and she was a demon compared to resentment.

"I'll go, little Ai ......" Han Muyou looked like a nymphomaniac, ambiguously thinking that she liked Ai Yan. Your eyes are so beautiful. What did you say in ancient times, thick eyebrows and big eyes, cherry small mouth, Xiao Ai Ai is in the middle of it. ”

"Mumu." Ai Yan looked at Han Muyou levelly, looking serious.

"Huh?"

"The idiom is used incorrectly."

"Poof......" Han Muyou laughed. Ai Ai, there is something wrong with your focus. Your eyes speak, like a river of twinkling stars in the dark night, giving people the feeling of being in a desperate situation. Han Muyou looked at Ai Yan's eyes and said with a smile.

"The liberal arts class is really different, and the writing is good." Ai Yan finished speaking, and lowered his head to look at English.

"Haha......" Han Muyou turned around with a smile.

On the first day of school, there were no classes, but most of the teachers came over to hang out. However, Ai Yan felt irritated, because every teacher had to bring it up and ask her what her name was. There were seven teachers in a row, four classes in the morning, and they were asked every time. She was directly angry, walked to the blackboard, and wrote a few big words, "My name is Ai 晣晣." ”

So in the afternoon, the teacher asked again, and she directly said to look at the blackboard. Probably because the people in this class are not good at stubble, and the teacher is not surprised by her attitude until the math teacher comes.

"Eh, why did Xiao Ai run the eighth class." Mathematics teacher Wen Bai is a middle-aged man who looks okay, he didn't make a fortune and didn't give up, and the most important thing is to teach her last semester.

"Well, I changed classes and Mr. Wen." What Ai Yanzhen thought in his heart was that he finally didn't introduce him again, and felt that Teacher Wen had saved him.

Teacher Wen didn't ask much, and the only impression I had of this student was that he was timid and cowardly, and he was trembling, but his math scores were very against the sky. I guess I can see people in math, because other teachers almost look up to the sky and sigh when they talk about her.

Finally, after a day, Ai Yan packed up his things and prepared to go back to the rental house. Her school uniform is still a little short last year, and this year, because she doesn't like to wear school skirts, so she goes back to wash it and will continue to wear it tomorrow.

Ye Tingliao disappeared for a few days in a row. In line with the purpose of treating his classmates well, Ai Yan wrote down the homework assigned by each teacher on a slip of paper, and brought the books and materials to Song Zhi.

"Song Zhi, today's homework." Ai handed the thing out.

Song Zhi was obviously stunned, not knowing what the other party meant.

"I don't know where I messed with him. However, if you don't want to be too embarrassed in the future, you can help bring him the homework. Ai Yanyan explained in a smooth voice. This is the first time Song Zhi has heard Ai Yan explain that he said so many words at once.

This has been the case for several days, Ye Tingliao did not refuse, and Ai Yan was not impatient, compared to patience, Ai Yan has always been victorious.

After getting acquainted with it for a few days, on Friday, Ai Yan stopped wearing strange makeup, simply freshened up, and appeared without makeup. Thinking of Han Muyou's words, she looked at herself in the mirror, probably creatures like disasters to the country and the people all looked like this. If I had to describe what she looked like, it would be a walking goblin. Ai Yan didn't know how long this body was, so he couldn't keep a low profile, he had to be so colorful. The key is that today's school uniform pants are not dry, forcing her to wear a school skirt. One meter sixty-three is not very tall, but this skirt is a little short, of course, she feels it herself, after all, she has not worn a skirt.

When I went downstairs slowly, I met Coach Zhang who was at work, and nodded politely: "Coach Zhang is early." ”

"Morning, Ai." Coach Zhang was in a trance for a moment, probably never seen such a docile Ai Yan. The Ai Yan he saw was the little girl who was sweating like rain on the training ground and had a cruel gaze.

Gu Zhou, who came down to buy breakfast, took a photo on the glass wall of the convenience store and put it in the WeChat group: "Brother, Brother Ting, there is a situation, are you sure you still don't go to class?" ”

"I'm Cao, Gu Zhou, are you sure this is Brother Ting?" It was Song Zhi who spoke.

"Haven't you seen it?" Gu Zhou was puzzled.

"It's not that seductive. Brother Ting, hurry up, the people have run away. Song Zhi blurted out.

"Zhou Zhou, Brother Ting is still losing his temper?" It was obviously Li Jinyang who was questioned.

"I don't know, I practiced boxing in the martial arts gym last night, practiced for most of the night, and beat sandbags like crazy, and I was so tired that I fell asleep." Gu Zhou explained.

"Wake up" Ye Tingliao went online. "The photo is withdrawn, and there will be a next time, which will kill you."

"Tsk." Gu Zhou replied servilely, and then the photo disappeared.