Jiang Youlan just took a sip of iced tea, and saw his friend running upstairs like a gust of wind.

"Huh?"

She blinked, took half a beat to react, and hurriedly screwed the bottle cap and chased after her, "Bu Yanxi? Buyanxi? ”

"Yanxi, you wait for me!"

There was a panting call from his friend behind him, and Bu Yanxi stopped and turned his head, "What are you doing?" ”

Her expression was a little weird and hideous, and her tone was not good, Jiang Youlan couldn't help but shrink her neck, "What's wrong with you?" Picking up money is like seeing a ghost. ”

"Ghosts?" Thinking of the boy's arrogant and disdainful expression, Bu Yanxi couldn't help but grit her teeth, "I saw a guy who is more hateful than a ghost." ”

It was rare to see her friend so indignant, Jiang Youlan held her hand curiously, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's not that Ming Yuyan yet."

"Ming Yuyan?"

"He spoke ill of me." Bu Yanxi pouted sullenly, "I heard it." ”

"Yo, what did he say?"

"Not what you think." Seeing that she was smiling ambiguously, the words "You two really have a leg" were almost written on her face, Bu Yanxi explained helplessly, "He said that I am arrogant and difficult to get along with, and people don't like it." ”

Jiang Youlan sighed, "He said you were proud?" Isn't he more proud than you? ”

"That's right." Bu Yanxi muttered dissatisfiedly, "You still say that I really don't have any number in my heart." ”

"You're not unacquainted." Seeing that she was sullen, Jiang Youlan couldn't help but laugh evilly, "If you're not familiar, why do you care about that eldest young master's opinion?" Or ......" she deliberately dragged a long voice, "you ~ like ......"

Hearing the word "like", Bu Yanxi suddenly became excited, reflexively covered her mouth, and glared at her angrily, "Jiang Youlan!" ”

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it." Jiang Youlan pushed her hand away, ran up the corner with a smile, but inadvertently bumped into a girl, "Song Qingshan?" She was slightly surprised.

"Ginger, ginger and blue." Seeing her, the girl named "Song Qingshan" seemed to be a little flustered, "Uh, I'll go downstairs and get something." Then he walked around her, and hurried downstairs with a look on his face.

"Strange, is there something on my face?" Jiang Youlan glanced at her back, touched his face again, and looked at his friend hesitantly.

"Nope." Bu Yanxi said, turned her head, looked in the direction where the girl disappeared just now, and frowned slightly-

She wouldn't hear the conversation between them, would she?

"She is Song Qingshan?" She couldn't help but turn her head and asked her friend, "The girl who stole your love letters?" ”

"I don't want to talk about that." Jiang Youlan pursed his lips, "But she's right." ”

Bu Yanxi let out an "oh" and retracted her gaze thoughtfully, "Let's go." ”

That's the end of the conversation.

During the afternoon self-study, Bu Yanxi was concentrating on writing her physics homework, and suddenly, a lemon was put on her homework book.

Unexpectedly, his hand shook, and the black pen drew an ugly curve on the white paper, and when he raised his head, he met Ming Yuyan's narrow eyes.

She couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"I also heard that iced black tea has a lot of sugar, and it is easy to get fat when you drink it, I see you...... Hehe, let's eat more lemons to lose weight in the future. ”

The boy stood in front of her desk, his lips closed one by one, the sunlight outside the window fell on his side face, steadily falling a few golden spots, outlining a vivid and bright silhouette, and he raised his lips slightly, his tone was very sincere, and his beautiful brown eyes were full of provocative colors.

"Thank you for the water, it's my gift in return."

With that, he gave her another meaningful look, and then returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.