"What are you doing with your scarf?" He glanced at her strangely and asked lightly, but there was a bad banter hidden in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were also hooked up with a subtle smile.

"Damn, dare to ask, aren't they all good things you do?" She lowered her head and muttered quietly.

"What are you talking about?" He asked again, "Well, it's nothing, that, I'm going to school, you eat slowly, I'll go first, bye!" She quickly finished speaking, grabbed the handbag on the couch and ran out like a smoke.

"Hehe, what a fool!" Dongfang Yanye looked at Su Ziyue's figure running away quickly, and chuckled, his voice was gorgeous and magnetic, as crisp and pleasant as a wind chime, like a heavenly sound from a distant mountain.

I saw that he elegantly picked up the cutlery, inserted the food into his mouth, but the next second he quickly spit it out.

What is this? The saltiness was hard to swallow, and there were even eggshell fragments sandwiched inside, and his face instantly turned into black charcoal.

I should have thought that her cooking skills were not very good, but I didn't expect it to be so rotten to such a profound realm, it is really "no one before, no one after!" He sighed silently in his heart.

Su Ziyue ran all the way and finally came to the front of the school, but the gate of the school was closed, only the fat doorman was sitting at the window napping, and his big head went straight up and down regularly.

The campus is very quiet, except for the occasional birdsong.

As she approached the guard's room, she saw a large wooden board on it neatly written in white chalk, "Weekends and holidays, no idlers are allowed to enter!" ".

Su Ziyue was sweating wildly, really, didn't she run for nothing! She exhaled a little annoyed, and then carried her schoolbag and prepared to leave.

Su Ziyue walked slowly along the colorful golden avenue of Luoying, and she kicked the pebbles on the ground boredly.

"Didi-di-di." Suddenly, a shrill horn sounded behind her, and she couldn't help but turn around and retreat to the side of the road.

A black Lamborghini stopped suddenly, and as the door slowly opened, Gong Junxuan got out of the car. "Sister, I've kept you waiting!" His childish voice sounded cheerfully.

Su Ziyue was stunned for a moment, looking at his excited expression, and suddenly remembered the last agreement, oh my God, she actually forgot about this agreement. "Well, it's okay, it's okay, I've just arrived." Su Ziyue pretended to smile calmly.

"So, sister, let's get in the car." Gong Junxuan took her hand and took her to the car, and the two sat in the back seat.

"Young Master, are you ready to go?" The driver in front asked respectfully.

"Hmm," Gong Junxuan just replied lightly, and the car started slowly.

"Well, where are we going?" Su Ziyue looked at Gong Junxuan's deep side face and asked puzzled.

"Sister, you'll know later, it's a place you're familiar with." Gong Junxuan looked at Su Ziyue and said, then his eyes turned to the window, a deep light flashed in his eyes, as if he was hesitating, he slowly closed his eyes, covering the maturity and depth that did not match his age.

Su Ziyue didn't say anything anymore, she just stared at the speeding scenery outside the window, and a faint sadness suddenly overflowed in her heart, a kind of sadness that scared her.

After a while, the car drove into a wealthy villa area, and Su Ziyue suddenly felt that the scene in front of her was so familiar, as if she had already been here or appeared in a dream.