Song Li took the milk, pinched her soft face, and said with a smile: "I heard that the college entrance examination is stressful, so I came to accompany you." ”

Song Li never lied to her!

Tan Beixing's bright eyes blinked, and he couldn't help but be happy.

I wanted to say something, but I didn't have much time, so I whispered, "I'll go to class first." ”

Song Li nodded: "Go ahead." ”

Tan Beixing trotted upstairs, but before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by a boy and stuffed a pink envelope.

Tsk, my little girlfriend has grown up and can receive love letters.

Song Li chuckled, threw the canned milk in his hand, and walked towards Class 24 without hurry.

——

Twenty-four classes.

"Brother Xian, Brother Xian, here, that new student is here! It's really super super good-looking! It's draggy and cool! ”

The bell strings are here today, and the music is ringing in my ears early in the morning.

No, noisy.

Zhong Xian rolled his eyes: "No matter how good-looking it is, it won't be as good-looking as my little aunt!" ”

His little aunt is really beautiful in the world!

Qu Le showed him the photo: "I don't believe you look at the photo!" ”

"Don't look!" Zhong Xian pushed him away, and his handsome features full of boyishness were irritated: "I want to sleep, don't bother me!" ”

Qu Le: "..."

You'll regret it!

The next moment, the slender girl walked into the class through the back door, throwing a jar of milk in her hand.

"Brother Xian! Brother Xian! Qu Le began to pull the bell strings again: "Look, look! Just take a look, it's not good to see you hit me! ”

"Look, what the, I..."

Zhong Xian sat up irritably, looked up and was about to scold, when he caught a glimpse of the girl walking towards the position behind him, and the irritable anger suddenly stuck in his throat.

His eyes widened, and they all turned into a sentence: "..."

Seeing him like this, Qu Le hummed: "You see I didn't lie to you!" ”

I resisted so much just now, but now I still fall.

Song Li looked at Zhong Xian and raised his eyebrows, his cold eyes were dyed with a bit of meaning, and the corners of his lips hooked up a stubborn arc.

Zhong Xian was stared at uncomfortably, every cell in his body was twitching, stiffly pulling the corners of his mouth, and the words were squeezed out: "Small... Small... Little aunt..."

Qu Le: "? ”

He thought he had misheard: "Brother Xian, what do you call her?" ”

Before Zhong Xian could answer, he heard Song Li's ruffian voice sound: "Good." ”

Zhong Xian: "......"

Qu Le: "?? ”

Little aunt?

Brother Xian called Aunt Song Li???

Qu Le was a little dazed, and asked cautiously, "Did I hallucinate just now?" ”

No one paid any attention to him.

Zhong Xian looked at the girl behind him, looking very nervous, and a little restrained: "Little aunt, why didn't you say it in advance when you came to Qingteng?" ”

Song Li walked to the position, hooked out of the stool with his long legs, and was about to sit down, when a pile of colorful envelopes fell from the table that was bumped into it.

Love letter.

Song Li frowned, and the chill around him instantly rose.

Zhong Xian tugged at the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice, "I'll help you clean up." ”

Music: "......"

Zhong Xian's father is the director of the Jincheng Cultural Relics Bureau, and it is said that he is related to the Zhong family, one of the four major families in the capital, and everyone is afraid of it.

In addition, Zhong Xian fought with the group of students in the fourth middle school last year, and he became a Qingteng school bully, and he was also a popular figure in Qingteng, and no one dared to provoke him.

Seeing that he was helping Song Li clean up his things, everyone in the class widened their eyes in disbelief.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it, it's only been a day, and you've conquered the school bully?"

"This sister is a bit of a cow..."

A group of people exchanged heads and ears in disbelief, and the parties concerned were as if nothing had happened.

——

The first lesson is in English.

Zhong Xian glanced at Song Li tangled several times, but still couldn't help but whisper: "Little aunt, where have you been this year?" ”

The last time he saw Song Li was a year ago.

Song Li leaned against the wall, his desolate fingers holding a pen to draw something, and his voice was relaxed: "Repair the car in Taiping Town." ”

Zhong Xian: "......"

He tugged at the corners of his mouth: "If you don't want to say it, you don't have to be so perfunctory to me." ”

His little aunt is such a gorgeous boss who goes to repair the car?

Are you kidding.

Song Li shrugged her shoulders, she was telling the truth, and she didn't blame her if she didn't believe it.