"You...... What's wrong? ”

Nine Lan's cracked lips moved.

"You haven't helped me catch up on the lessons."

The rules set during the summer vacation, this guy not only insisted on it, but also planned to continue?

He...... Have you had a fever lately......

An Xiaoli was silent, and then moved out of the way.

Make-up classes are a good thing, and she has no reason to refuse.

Jiulan paused for a second, and then walked in generously.

Occupied the other side of her seat, and half a small table.

This table was originally specially tailored by He Xiao for An Xiaoli, full of girlish hearts, just right to sit alone, and with one more person, it was a little crowded.

Not to mention...... It's a boy.

Every time he made up the lesson, the table couldn't fit his two long legs, so he could only straighten one and put the other outside.

A boy snuggled up at her small desk, like a high school student sitting in a kindergarten classroom, how to look and how abrupt and terrifying......

But Jiulan Crack seems to like it very much, and he doesn't leave every time.

Seeing him sitting at her small desk and taking out a book in her schoolbag, looking very happy, An Xiaoli couldn't help but smile and sat down.

“…… Have you finished your homework? Jiulan asked her cautiously.

An Xiaoli paused and raised her eyes to look at him: "You think everyone is the same as you." ”

At the end of the semester, the books are new as if they haven't been turned over.

It is more than enough to be a new teaching material for the younger students.

The girl said naturally, completely without the restraint when she first came, and there seemed to be a faint scolding in these words.

But Jiulan Crack was not angry at all, but was still very happy.

If you weren't familiar with it, you wouldn't have talked to him so much.

If it were someone else, he wouldn't know how he would die, but from An Xiaoli's mouth, he felt like he had a piece of toffee in his heart.

The corners of Jiulan's cracked lips hooked into a smile.

An Xiaoli glanced at him a little inexplicably, then withdrew her eyes and lowered her eyelashes.

Nine orchids spread out the day's rolls, and they were blank.

"Why didn't you write it?"

“……”

“…… Which one won't? ”

“……”

"Ahem...... Full, partial. ”

An Xiaoli sighed softly, knowing that this would be the result.

She picked up the pen and thought it was going to be a review.

The girl's voice was soft and unhurried, like her temperament and like the summer wind.

Comfortable, peaceful, and silent.

The girl looked at the topic intently, her eyes were not far away, her thinking was meticulous, and even when she was close to him, she was extremely calm.

Like other people, if they can sit with Jiulan Crack, they will definitely faint with excitement.

But the girl in front of her is rational and calm.

She never showed the slightest desire for him, as if such a long time had been his one-man show.

It's like a clown actor in a silent movie.

Crazy on those nights she didn't know.

Jiu Lan lowered her eyes, and her heart suddenly soured.

Like a soaking lemonade, goo, goo.

But she couldn't hear it.

Proud as he is, he didn't expect that one day he would also have an inferiority complex.

The drooping eyelashes suddenly trembled.

He looked up at her, and the girl was still lecturing earnestly, her lips opening and closing.

"You get it......"

The girl was about to pick up the pen when her hand was suddenly grasped by a large hand.

An Xiaoli paused and turned her head.

to a pair of deep, incomprehensible gazes.

She froze.

But that touch of emotion flashed quickly, so fast that she thought it was an illusion.

But Jiu Lan Crack quickly laughed again, looking very serious, and when she said it, she was a little hanging-

"I've been teasing you for so long, and I don't give you any reaction?"