Isabella got up from the stool, strode over to Fei Yihan, slowly closed her eyes, and then opened them, her thick curly eyelashes fluttering.

"It's slightly better than I thought."

Yan Lan was slightly dissatisfied, she thought that Isabella's attitude was too arrogant - she thought that Fei Yihan sang very well as a layman, so shouldn't a very knowledgeable person like Isabella be praised?

But Isabella just said that it was slightly better than she thought - this evaluation is too low!

So she was dissatisfied.

On the other hand, Fei Yihan squinted his eyes as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating, and he didn't pay too much attention to Isabella's words.

Without stopping, Isabella continued walking, the sound of her footsteps echoing in the empty music classroom.

It wasn't until she reached the door that she paused.

Turning to look back at Yan Lan and Fei Yihan, his cold gaze swept over Yan Lan and his party.

"In that case, I don't need to teach you anything, just go straight to St. Martin's Church."

After saying that, he didn't stop for more and left directly.

"Fei Yihan, don't you think this Teacher Isabella has a bad attitude?" Yan Lan was a little angry.

Fei Yihan smiled lightly, "He is not an important person, there is no need to care about her attitude, besides, I will be happier if I can take a few less glances at her face." ”

"Why! Isabella is always so beautiful! Even I, a girl, love it! ”

"Who likes a cold-skinned person?" He asked rhetorically.

"I'm not so cold-faced........."

Yan Lan circled his fingers and muttered quietly.

"Say what, be louder."

"Hmm...... I said you're not cold yourself......"

Yan Lan hadn't finished this sentence in its entirety when he was startled by Fei Yihan's enlarged handsome face - it was too close.

Yan Lan blinked, the flush on her face spreading rapidly—she really didn't know how to deal with the situation.

At this time, Fei Yihan spoke.

"Take a closer look at whether I'm cold-faced or whatever."

She pouted and muttered, "You're getting too close... I can only... Only... Look at your nose ......."

''I'm also... I didn't expect your skin to be so good...... So close... I couldn't see the pores......''Yan Lan couldn't say this, don't look to the side.

"Turn your head."

"Oh......"

Before Yan Lan could turn his head, Fei Yihan's two palms were attached to both sides of Yan Lan's cheeks, helping Yan Lan twist his face.

Feeling the temperature of the two palms next to his cheeks, the little guy in Yan Lan's chest began to be restless again.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Fei Yihan smiled, the corners of his mouth curved, the lines of his face immediately softened, and his fair and delicate skin made him very gentle.

“… It's beautiful..., very... Very...... Sunshine—" she shuddered and said what was in her heart.

Yes, she didn't expect it, she didn't expect that she could also use the word sunny and handsome on Fei Yihan.

"So I'm likable too."

He blinked, his black, curly eyelashes glistening with a faint glow.

“…… Hmm..."

She panicked—she sank deeper.

"You've finally figured out the essential difference between me and Isabella, and you should really be rewarded."

Fei Yihan raised his bent waist and stopped smiling.

"Reward!"

"Well, without further ado, let's get ready to go, to St. Martin's Church."

"Good!"

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"Oops! Why Anna! Yan Lan complained.

The smile that Anna had always hung on finally couldn't hold it anymore, and the corners of her mouth collapsed, looking at Yan Lan with a cold face.

"I'm kind enough to take you to St. Martin's Church, don't go too far, you have to take an inch!" Anna shook her long red hair and said sharply, her eyes looking at Yan Lan.

Fei Yihan immediately turned sideways to block Yan Lan behind him.

"You don't have to be kind, your kindness won't be a big factor for us to go to St. Marcoteine's church."

Fei Yihan...... You're too much...... It's so women!! Anna looked sideways, her voice lowered.

"I'm sorry if you really think I'm being a loud voice."

Neither of them looked at Anna again, and walked directly into the car, seeing this scene, Anna also understood that there was no point in regenerating the unnecessary qi - so she committed herself to the car.

The Saint-Martin church is not far from the Conservatoire des Arts de Lyon.

A thick and strong sense of age struck us.

The overall structure of red bricks and gray tiles is magnificent and eye-catching.

The church of St. Martin covers a wide area, except for the church in the center, the area next to it is full of greenery, and there is a wonderful feeling of a little red in the green bushes.

The trio quickly entered the church.