This Guo Xiangfang double skin milk shop is not far from Qingyun Academy, fortunately, the distance is not far, and the three of them walked all the way over.

The owner, Egami, was an extremely young man, with a simple appearance, but with the sleek nature of a businessman and the sophistication of a shopkeeper.

Red beans were added to the double-skin milk, and she poked the double-skin milk in front of her boredly, looking at Lu Mengjun who was sitting opposite her, Su Wu understood for the first time what it meant to eat without knowing the taste.

Su Wu didn't say a word throughout the whole process, eating red beans one by one.

Where would Su Wu eat so delicately on weekdays, Su Qian glanced at Su Wan, smiled faintly, and chatted with Lu Mengjun about something, so the atmosphere was not so embarrassing.

Su Qian and Lu Mengjun had known each other earlier, and they had a lot of common topics, Su Qian looked at their happy conversation, secretly bit her lip, and put down the spoon in her hand.

Su Qian and Lu Mengjun looked at her at the same time, then looked at the leftover double-skinned milk in the delicate porcelain bowl, and asked, "Don't eat it?" ”

Only then did Su Wan find out that the double-skin milk in front of Su Qian and Lu Mengjun had already been eaten. With an embarrassed smile, Su Wan nodded.

Lu Mengjun turned around and was about to pay the bill.

Su Wan bit Su Qian's ear: "Let His Royal Highness the Prince pay the bill, are we bullying him?" ”

Su Qian pursed her lips and smiled narrowly, glanced at Su Qian, raised her voice, because she was outside, it was not easy to expose Lu Mengjun's identity, Su Qian said: "Lu Gongzi, my sister-in-law is bullying you when she says that you are paying the bill." ”

I didn't expect Su Qian, who has always been reserved, to be so bold, and Su Qian suddenly blushed.

Lu Mengjun turned his head when he heard this, with a moist smile: "How come?" This is what Meng Jun should do. ”

The shopkeeper Jiang Shangfan smiled and looked at Lu Mengjun, and then at Su Wan, who seemed to think it was very interesting.

On the way out, Su Wu avoided Lu Mengjun a little. It's just..., it's so embarrassing!

During the days when Jinghua Hall was making up classes, Su Wu had an indescribable feeling.

It seems that every student has become accustomed to Su Wu and Lu Mengjun going in and out together, and Su Wu seems to have silently accepted this fact.

For example, that day, Cui Fuzi chatted with several students to discuss the study of mathematics lessons, and somehow mentioned "Lu Mengjun".

Cui Fuzi said proudly: "You all know the prince of Meng Jun, right? He's good at math..."

Immediately, a few students looked straight at Su Wan.

Su Wu lowered her head, her heart swelled with a little sweetness, and then there was a faint uneasiness.

As good as him, himself, is he really worthy?

Although Su Wu and Lu Mengjun still get along unnaturally, at least they are getting better and better, the road from Jinghua Hall to Qingyun Academy is printed with countless footprints of the two of them, the information sent by Cui Fuzi, Su Wu's font and Lu Mengjun's explanation are mixed together, and they can't tell each other apart.

The folk customs of the Qianwen Continent are open, and Cui Fuzi has traveled along the coast, so he knows some obscure Western characters.

On this day, in order to adjust the lethargic atmosphere, Cui Fuzi wrote a long string of words on the class board, and the students raised their heads to see what they meant by whispering discussions.

Su Wu also raised her head groggily to look, but those Western words were like this in Su Wu's eyes: "%%%%%%." ”

Lu Mengjun looked carefully, suddenly turned his head to look at Su Wu with a blank face, and said, "I'm with you not because of who you are, but who I am with you." ”

Su Wu was stunned.

Stunned, he turned his head to look at Lu Mengjun.

His eyes were sincere, and when he looked at Su Wu, it looked like March Jiangnan, hazy, but like a starlight, Su Wu couldn't take his eyes off for a moment, and asked in a daze: "Huh?" ”

Lu Mengjun smiled faintly: "This is the translation of that Western sentence." ”

"Oh." Su Wan responded, but her heart was beating endlessly.

Looking at Su Wan's quietly red cheeks, Lu Mengjun's smile became more and more genuine.

Su Qian was on the side, silently moving to the side, widening the distance between him and Su Wan, but he was sincerely happy for Su Wu.

"How do you write this question?"

Unconsciously, Su Wan has developed the habit of relying on Lu Mengjun, and when she writes math problems, as long as he is around, she is extremely relieved.

Lu Mengjun poked his head to see that the number of questions in the examination of Qingyun Academy to enter Lintian Academy last year that Su Wu did was indeed a little difficult, Lu Mengjun took out a pen and paper: "Wait a minute, wait for me to calculate." ”

Su Wan looked at Lu Mengjun's side face boredly, and silently sketched his outline over and over again in her heart.

At this time, a female student near Su Wu touched Su Wu's arm and asked, "Look, my steps are not wrong, why is the result different from the correct answer?" ”

Su Wu was dizzy. Silently glanced at Lu Mengjun and found that he was still seriously calculating the problem and did not notice the movement here. Looking at the serious and longing face of the female student, Su Wu glanced at the question hard, and then repeated with a blank face:

"Yes, what you wrote is right, why is it wrong? What's going on here? ”

Female student: "......"

Lu Mengjun had already finished calculating the question, and when he saw the movement here, he moved over, and Su Wan immediately stuffed the exercise into Lu Mengjun's arms as if she had seen a savior, and said to the female student: "Ask him, he counts the lessons!" ”

Lu Mengjun glanced at Su Wu helplessly and smiled dotingly.

Then Su Wan regretted it.

Looking at Lu Mengjun's patient lecture to the female student, Su Wan's heart was sour, and she had a feeling that the cabbage that she had raised for a long time was arched by a pig.

Thinking like this, Su Wu was even more unhappy, she approached Lu Mengjun and whispered in his ear: "I still have something to do, I'll go first." ”

In the self-study class, the students in Jinghua Hall were all immersed in their homework, so except for the female student, no one noticed this intimate scene.

didn't expect Su Wu to suddenly come up, Lu Mengjun's body stiffened, and then nodded mechanically: "Okay." ”

Su Wan looked at the effect of her sudden approach with satisfaction, turned around to pack the bookcase, and left.

Lu Mengjun watched Su Wu leave, watched her figure disappear outside the door, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, shouldn't he go with her?

Looking at the female students waiting for the lecture, Lu Mengjun was helpless, but his heart beat for Su Wan's sudden closeness.

One day, after taking a self-study class for a long time, Su Wan looked at the numbers in front of her and felt that a group of strange symbols were dangling in front of her eyes.

casually took away a piece of Chengxin paper from Lu Mengjun, and Su Wan was folding something with a serious face.

This move attracted Lu Mengjun's attention, he looked at Su Wu and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Stacking roses." Su's answer was concise and to the point.

"What is a rose?" Lu Mengjun was puzzled.

"It was Jiang Shangfan, the owner of Guo Xiangfang, who taught me to fold it, it is a kind of flower, he said that it represents..."Su Wu paused suddenly.

Lu Mengjun asked again: "What does it represent"?

Representative... Love.

Su Wan's face suddenly turned red: "Different colors of roses have different meanings, the shopkeeper of Guo Xiangfang said casually, and I don't remember it too clearly." ”

Lu Mengjun nodded and said with a smile: "Then you can teach me too." ”

Su Wan was stunned: "Roses are difficult to fold, you are a man, maybe not as easy as a woman to learn." ”

Lu Mengjun smiled confidently: "It's okay, you can teach me." ”

Su Wan nodded and taught Lu Mengjun seriously.

Although the summer is scorching, with him, I don't feel that time is unbearable, and with her, I don't feel that the road ahead is long.