"Why? Just because you have her, right? She's so good, so good that you don't look at other girls anymore? ”

Seeing that Jiang Yan was about to leave again, Weng Minhong couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

Jiang Yan felt that her brain was a little abnormal tonight, and after drinking some wine, her previous calm and sanity were all gone.

Who is this crazy about?

Too lazy to say more to her, Jiang Yan walked quickly, leaving Weng Minhong alone with tears in her eyes, and muttered to herself in a dull voice, "I don't fight with her, but you give me a chance, even if it's secret, I'm willing."

She stood in the shadows for a long time before she lifted her feet and walked slowly towards the school.

Behind the door of the hotel entrance, Qi Lihong walked out of it with Weng Minhong's scarf on her arm.

She stood at the door, looked at the direction Weng Minhong left and was silent for a while, then turned around and went back to the hotel.

The restaurant where Mu Jiawen and their class had dinner was not far from Jiang Yan's side, and it was a ten-minute walk.

Before calling Mu Jiawen and asking her to come down, he first lowered his head and sniffed his arm, the smell of wine, vegetables, smoke, and perfume were mixed together, and it was quite unpleasant.

Jiang Yan took off his coat and shook it vigorously, eager to shake off the skin of the down jacket.

After throwing it off and putting it back on, after thinking about it, he felt unsafe, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, took a big puff, lowered his head and sprayed it on the arm that Weng Minhong had held.

There is a smell of smoke that can be explained, but the smell of perfume will be disgusted by stinky girls.

Not only did she dislike it, but he also smelled it.

I sprayed two puffs, but I didn't feel enough, and when I took a third puff and was about to spray again, suddenly a voice sounded behind me, "What are you doing?" ”

was startled, and the cigarette that was about to be spit out returned to his throat, choking Jiang Yan couldn't help coughing loudly, "Cough, cough, cough"

Mu Jiawen looked at him suspiciously, and finally fixed her eyes on the cigarette he was holding in his right hand, then looked at his right arm, and asked, "You want to smoke in your arm too?" ”

Jiang Yan:.

He coughed and threw the cigarette on the ground to extinguish it, then bent down to pick up the trash can that popped into a short distance, and then pretended to be calm and patted the non-existent ash on his body.

After the unnecessary action was done, I remembered to observe whether she was drinking, after all, this girl was drunk and not drunk, if she didn't speak.

"Drunk?"

Jiang Yan reached out to touch her face, but she turned her head to dodge, "It stinks, go wash your hands." ”

Jiang Yan turned around and entered the hotel without pausing for a second, and walked out with a cup of warm water in a disposable cup for a while.

After washing her hands and wiping them with a tissue, she came to her nose and asked her to smell it, "Does it still stink?" ”

After asking, without waiting for her to answer, he held her face with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely, "Bad girl, you always dislike me." ”

After kissing Jiang Yan, I was sure that this girl didn't drink tonight.

Mu Jiawen's dinner party in their class was relatively mild, mainly because most of the physics departments were scholars, and they ate more gentlely, even if they drank wine, they didn't push the cup and change the lamp, basically until the order.

As for the girls, no one persuaded them to drink, and no one even poured them out.

So Mu Jiawen drank orange juice at night.

On the way back, Mu Jiawen always felt that something was wrong, and when she was about to arrive at their dormitory, she stopped and turned to face Jiang Yan, squinting at him.

Jiang Yan chuckled in his heart, thinking that he hadn't mixed up? Can this still be smelled?

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with your arm?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

"It's okay, why are you spewing smoke into it?"

"I'm someone else gave me a new brand of cigarette that I haven't smoked, see what it comes out?"

Mu Jiawen was puzzled, "Aren't they all the same, what's there to see?" ”

Jiang Yan "tsk", "Then how can it be the same, just like the sanitary napkin you use, is it the same for different brands?" I've bought two kinds for you, the winged one and the one without wings, right? ”

Mu Jiawen tilted her head and thought about it, as if this was indeed the reason.

She had no more questions, and turned to go into the dormitory building.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her enter.

But then he couldn't help frowning, Weng Minhong's performance tonight was very unusual, knowing that he had a girlfriend, he had to post it. Don't say anything drunk, sometimes it's just the words that are drunk and do the most real thing.

But he and she are still partners in class work.

Jiang Yan didn't want to be the squad leader anymore.

The days after the start of school went on step by step, and Jiang Yan's class president did not resign in the end, first, Chi Zuo did not agree, and second, the classmates in the class did not agree. Because except for Jiang Yan, no one was convinced, there was no way, he had to continue to be.

Because of his actions, Weng Minhong's face was extremely ugly in those days, and she knew in her heart why Jiang Yan wanted to resign from the position of squad leader, because then there would be no need to contact her again.

Even if she didn't quit in the end, Weng Minhong didn't get happy at all. She knew that things were messed up by her, so she didn't go to Jiang Yan anymore after that, and when she had something to discuss, she could clearly feel Jiang Yan's indifference to her.

The whole process was in a businesslike tone, and he didn't discuss it with her anymore, just let her do it.

She knew it was done to shorten the time it took to meet her.

She really couldn't understand that she gave up her self-esteem that night and went to him so much, even if she didn't want to think about her, she shouldn't be so cold, right?

Yes, she can't compare to Mu Jiawen, but she's not so bad that he can't look down on it at a glance, right?

Weng Minhong felt very frustrated.

Qi Lihong still sits in the last row with Liu Wenhu every day, and when she looks up, her eyes will inadvertently glance over Weng Minhong and Jiang Yan, and then she lowers her eyes, not knowing what she is thinking.

Few of the girls in the class talked to her, and it wasn't that everyone isolated her, and her personality was not social. Even in the dormitory, she couldn't insert the topics that everyone talked about, and of course, she didn't think about inserting them.

Among so many people, Weng Minhong was the only one who was willing to take the initiative to approach her, but that was before. Now because she is with Liu Wenhu, she doesn't want to pay attention to her.

She knows that what everyone says behind her back is not good, and it is bad. Said she was selling.

Thinking of this, Qi Lihong pulled the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly, who wouldn't want to be a proud and dignified college student?

This may be easy for others, but it is difficult for her.

Even if there is no Liu Wenhu, she used to work humbly, was scolded by others, and was bullied by 10,000 yuan, so is there dignity?

In contrast, the current days are something she never dared to think of before, after all, no boy will be like Liu Wenhu, facing her with old soil and sallow skin, not only does not dislike her, but also patiently feeds her little by little.

This is the first boy she has met in 19 years who takes the initiative to care about her and treat her well.

So what's wrong with him?

She was willing!

Early!