After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something, and then looked up at Mu Yao.

"Is Gu Yunqing going?"

Mu Yao nodded hurriedly, "Birthday dinner?" Of course he went! ”

Hearing this, Song Yixuan suddenly bent her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes were sparkling, revealing a little cunning.

"In this way, you let me go too, and I'll help you convince An Le, okay?"

Mu Yao lit up, and only cared about the sentence behind her, 'help you persuade An Le'.

"Really?!"

Song Yixuan didn't seem to see An Le's dangerous gaze, and nodded with a smile.

"Of course!"

Mu Yao nodded hurriedly, and happily handed her the invitation in his hand.

Song Yixuan took it slowly with a smile, looked down, and thought silently in her heart.

Dinner.

Do you need to wear a dress......

She hadn't worn a gown in a long time.

This time, she had to wear something sleek!

so beautiful that Gu Yunqing didn't even have eyes to look at other women.

It would be even better if he could give her the name with his heart!

She raised her eyes and patted Mu Yao's shoulder with satisfaction, "Don't worry, Anle promises to bring it to you." ”

Anle: "......"

When she doesn't exist yet!

Mu Yao was so happy that he jumped up, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Good, good! Thank you, cousin! Thank you, cousin! ”

"You're welcome, you're welcome! Little cousin! ”

Anle: "......"

What a dare to scream, one dares to respond......

When Bai Muting came back, he saw that Mu Yao hadn't left yet, his eyes sank, and his eyebrows became even colder.

He walked over, Mu Yao saw him, and shouted with a smile:

"Little cousin, you're back!"

Sounds like a pleasure.

He glanced at the conspicuous invitation letter in Song Yixuan's hand before he hummed at him:

"Well, it's class, let's go back."

"Class? There is no ......"

He scratched his head, thinking that he hadn't heard the class bell, and the next second, the class bell was ringing overhead.

“……”

He glanced at the back of his little cousin's head, and walked away with his mouth flattened and his feet raised.

Song Yixuan saw him leave, laughed, looked at An Le, and asked half-jokingly:

"It's class, I don't want to go back...... Why don't I squeeze between you and Bai Muting? ”

An Le glanced at her, and said ruthlessly and meaninglessly:

"Get out."

“……”

It wasn't until the Chinese teacher entered the door that Song Yixuan slowly took the invitation and fanned the wind and walked out of the classroom.

Twenty minutes later.

The teacher asked them to memorize the text silently, and they went out slowly.

Rarely, no one spoke when the teacher left, everyone lowered their heads, not knowing whether they were memorizing the text or dozing off.

There was only one person in the entire classroom with his head up.

An Le held his cheeks and had been looking sideways at Bai Muting for twenty minutes.

From her angle, she could only see his thin lips pursed into a straight line, as well as slightly bulging cheeks.

He's angry.

This is the conclusion that An Le came to after watching half of the class.

When he went to the office after class, was he scolded by the teacher?

She thought about it and dismissed the conjecture.

No, before he went to the office, his emotions were not right.

She put down the hand holding her cheek and moved to Bai Muting's side.

Bai Muting noticed her movements, glanced at the distance between the two of them quietly, and continued to bow his head and recite again.

It wasn't until the people around him tugged at his sleeve that he raised his head unhurriedly and looked at her.

"What's wrong with you? Has someone bullied you again? An Le lowered his voice and asked him, as if he was a big guy protecting his younger brother.

“……”

Bai Muting's lips pursed even tighter, he raised his hand and clicked on the Chinese textbook in front of her, and said in a deep voice:

"Endorse well."