Neshy had a nonchalant smile on his face, just like the annoyed look he had seen in the office before. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

Anyway, why did she sympathize with him before?

Ling Xiquan couldn't help but say lightly, "I thought that some people were still struggling with geometry problems in the office. ”

"Neskh, have you finished correcting your math papers?"

Liu Si'an's voice rang out at the same time.

She frowned secretly.

Is she impulsive again?

Nie Sihe and she are not in the same class, and what she said can easily make others misunderstand that the two of them are very familiar, right?

Thinking so, she subconsciously glanced at Liu Si'an diagonally opposite, and sure enough, seeing the surprise in the other party's eyes, she lowered her head slightly, and silently turned the soup bowl in front of her with both hands, avoiding her gaze.

"Some people have blatantly shown me the auxiliary lines, can I still do it?" There was a meaningful snort from behind him, and he didn't know whether to answer Liu Si'an or answer her.

Blatant?

It's really kind and not rewarded.

Ling Xiquan's hand paused, pretending not to hear anything and continuing to fiddle with the soup bowl.

"Really? Which girl is being courteous again? The girl sitting next to Liu Si'an looked at Nie Sihe with a smile and teased.

What does it mean to be attentive?

Knowing that this girl can't know that she is the "dedicated" girl, this sentence is just a joke, not aimed at anyone, and the word "again" shows that such a situation is commonplace.

However, who knows if this boy will think too much?

The boy who is proud from the bottom of his bones is already like a peacock, and the only conversation between them does not have any pleasant memories.

Why did you have so many things to do, was it a ghost at the time?

She sighed secretly, and her eyes wandered to the third-class girl who looked ordinary compared to Liu Si'an.

This girl is a little familiar.

She took one more look and remembered a brief glimpse in the convenience store after the school was in the army.

Thinking of that day, I couldn't help but think of Ye Qingting.

She frowned without leaving a trace, trying to get his appearance out of her mind.

"Alright, don't make fun of Neskh either." Liu Si'an smiled slightly, changed the topic again, and asked her, "By the way, then how do you know?" Seeing that the other party didn't seem to react for a while, she hurriedly added, "I mean, how did you know that Ye Qingting was going abroad?" Was it to whom? ”

Ling Xiquan looked at her, her face seemed to have a subtle trace of anxiety and anticipation.

What are you anxious about? Is it desperate to know the truth of this news?

What to expect? Do you want to hear your own negative or uncertain answers?

Her eyes flashed, her thoughts turned back and forth, and the corners of her lips hooked up a light smile, "He told me himself." ”

"Why did he tell you?" Liu Si'an wrinkled his eyebrows in reverse.

So breathless?

Ling Xiquan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Perhaps the surprise in her eyes was too obvious, Liu Si'an quickly noticed her gaffe, and an apologetic smile appeared on her face again, "I'm sorry, I'm just ...... It's just that Ye Qingting is not like someone who will take the initiative to talk about this topic. ”

Ye Qingting really didn't take the initiative to talk about it, and she did take the initiative to ask.

The smile on her lips lightened a little, and she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "You are from the third class, and you are not familiar with Ye Qingting, right?" ”

Her eyes were bright and transparent, faintly revealing spiritual charm, but the smile on her lips was faint, quite uncertain, but her tone was very determined.

Such determination seems to undoubtedly say that you are not familiar with Ye Qingting.

Liu Si'an suddenly became a little uncomfortable, and smiled a little reluctantly, "It's not very familiar, what's wrong?" ”

"Just asking." She chuckled softly, "That makes sense, though. You may not know, I am sitting behind Ye Qingting, so maybe I know more than you. ”

Her tone was very soft, with a quiet aura consistent with herself, without the slightest attack, but it was such a statement tone, Liu Si'an couldn't sit still, suddenly picked up the plate and pulled her companion to stand up, nodded and signaled, "So that's the case, thank you, I'll ask him later." ”

"You're welcome."

Seeing Liu Si'an and her companions hurriedly walk to the cafeteria, pour out the food, and walk out of the cafeteria, and then disappear, the smile on Ling Xiquan's face gradually faded.

Ask later?

If you want to ask, just ask, anyway, what you say is the truth.

She thought expressionlessly, and a strange awkwardness rose in her heart.

If Liu Si'an really asked Ye Qingting, and then asked the question of whether he was familiar with him, how would he answer?

Then, if he heard what he had just said from Liu Si'an's mouth, what would he have like?

She thought she could kind of guess the boy's reaction.

He'll be silent and avoid answering, right?

But what about the heart? Do you think she's self-inflicted, thinking too much, or just laughing it off?

It seems that as long as she thinks of the cold and dusty boy, her heart is tightly entangled.

She didn't want to continue thinking about it, pursed her lips, raised her eyes, and met Lu Xining's gaze that looked at her deeply.

She was startled, and instinctively patted her chest, only to realize that in the conversation with Liu Si'an, Lu Xining only said one sentence.

"What's wrong?" She lowered her hand and asked quietly.

"No, I just think you're so cute." Lu Xining grinned.

"Cut."

"Don't cut it, Ling Xiquan, why didn't I find out before, you are so cute when you are jealous?" Lu Xining lowered his voice and smiled brightly.

"Who's jealous." She absentmindedly stirred up the soup bowl again.

"Haha, you, who else." Lu Xining laughed a few times mercilessly, then cleared her throat and learned the way she spoke, "Liu Si'an, you may not know, I am sitting behind Ye Qingting, so maybe I know more than you." ”

"You're enough, too." The temperature on Ling Xiquan's face rose suddenly, and he picked up the soup bowl with a dry mouth and took a sip.