Hearing the word "Ruoyin", Gu Yuehuai, who had been immersed in painting, suddenly paused.

She looked up at Pan Ruoyin, and a hint of strangeness flashed in her eyes.

As soon as Song Jinan raised his head, he met Gu Yuehuai's fair melon seed face, which was more beautiful than he imagined.

He thought that Gu Yuehuai was looking at him, and his handsome face suddenly turned completely red, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Pan Ruoyin noticed that something was wrong with Song Jin'an on the side, followed his line of sight, and when he looked at Gu Yuehuai's pair of clear and dark cat eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and there was obviously a trace of dislike in his eyes.

Gu Yuehuai caught the dislike in her eyes, and wanted to laugh.

In her previous life, she and Pan Ruoyin hated each other, but in this life, they are still like this.

She glanced at Song Jin'an again, well, it's still the same as in her previous life, it's not a golden jade outward defeat, nor is it a sanctimonious person, Song Jin'an is indeed a good person from the inside out, but unfortunately, he doesn't know people clearly.

Tian Jing is completely bad, before she was with Song Jin'an, she was at most a ruthless little villain, but later, with the help of her husband Song Jin'an's strength, she did all kinds of evil, causing her family to be completely ruined.

There is a sentence in the Book of Jin that is very suitable for Song Jin'an: I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

If Song Jin'an hadn't been with Tian Jing in this life, she would have treated him as a stranger, and otherwise, he would be an enemy.

An undying enemy.

Although she knows that the forces behind Song Jin'an are complicated, she is a person who has lived a lifetime, what dare she not think?

When people live, there is always hope.

Gu Yuehuai retracted her gaze and devoted herself to the drawing paper again.

Song Jinan glanced at her with some loss, and for the first time he clearly felt what frustration was, he saw indifference, even coldness in Gu Yuehuai's eyes, and she didn't seem to have a good impression of him.

Pan Ruoyin smiled and reminded in a low voice: "Cousin, this is not a good stubble. ”

Song Jinan twisted his eyebrows: "If it is caused, don't always judge others wantonly, this is not good." ”

He really had a headache for this cousin, and before leaving Beijing, his aunt and his mother told him to take good care of this cousin, but this girl had a bad temper and caused trouble everywhere, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.

She used to be the most obedient to Shaoyu, if Shaoyu ......

Thinking of Yan Shaoyu, Song Jinan couldn't help but look into the narrow corner.

Yan Shaoyu still maintained his initial movements, one long leg was placed horizontally, one leg was slightly bent, and even his sitting posture was unruly, his blood was dripping down his fingers, looking a little infiltrating.

Song Jin'an frowned, thought about it, and leaned over.

He stretched out his hand and shook Yan Shaoyu's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Shaoyu, Shaoyu? Your injuries can't be delayed any longer, if you bring a medicine box, you can ask her to stop the bleeding for you first, right? We've already left the capital, don't be willful. ”

Yan Shaoyu didn't seem to be sleeping, he raised his injured hand and pushed Song Jin'an away.

Song Jinan sat on the pickup truck, and Yan Shaoyu instantly attracted the angry eyes of a group of educated youths.

"Yan Shaoyu! Do you still think that you are the third brother who used to be majestic in the compound? ”

"Fifth brother is willing to treat you well, we don't want to leave this calf behind!"

"I think he's just looking for a fight!"

“……”

The educated youths were divided into three groups in an instant, one wave of six people led by Song Jin'an, one wave of Yan Shaoyu alone, and a neutral girl, shrunk in the corner, buried her head in her knees, just as if she couldn't see all this farce.

The atmosphere is tense.

Gu Yuehuai clenched the pen in her hand tightly, looked up at the situation in front of her, and some gloom flashed in her eyes.

She had seen such a scene many times in her previous life, but at that time she still didn't like Yan Shaoyu and didn't feel anything, but when she relived this situation, she only felt that her heart was surging with anger, and she couldn't wait to step forward and beat these people up.

Wei Luo frowned and looked at this group of educated youths who were like children, and he also felt a headache.

Liu Qiang was originally a little jealous of Gu Yuehuai, who had become the topic of the crowd, but seeing that this group of powerful children was about to pull out their fists against each other, their faces couldn't help but turn white, the position in the car was so big, what if they hit her?

She was busy hiding herself behind Pei Yi, pulling his shirt and trembling, she knew that she wouldn't come!

Pei Yi and Huang Binbin glanced at each other, both of them had a wry smile in their eyes, they are men, they should come forward to stop them, but these educated youths are short-tempered, who knows if they will not listen to persuasion, and thus harm the pond fish?

As for the guide Cui Hejie, his original intention was to please this group of second ancestors, not to offend, and he couldn't see the movements and factions in front of him clearly for the time being, so he could only sit quietly and figure it out.

Besides, he's just a little guide, even if he really wants to pull a fight, will people listen to him?

Pan Ruoyin helped Song Jin'an up, and his tone was a little resentful: "Cousin, what do you care about him!" He is very capable, the Yan family is lonely like this, he is good, he even dares to show his fist with the instructor, the wounds are broken, he deserves it! ”

Having said that, Pan Ruoyin's eyes were always on Yan Shaoyu's hand.

The flat-headed young man named Huang Sheng looked at the blood stains on the placket of Song Jin'an's snow-white shirt on his chest, his face was full of anger, and he raised his fist to smash Yan Shaoyu's face.

The expression on Gu Yuehuai's face disappeared quietly, she exhaled a breath of turbidity, raised her hand, and the drawing board in her hand smashed accurately on the back of Huang Sheng's head like a gust of wind!

"Bang-"

The drawing board was very heavy, and there was an iron frame embedded around it, and after it smashed on Huang Sheng's head, he even jumped and flew out.

"Huh-" Huang Sheng withdrew his hand and covered the back of his head, letting out a pig-killing howl.

His face was hideous with pain, and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him, and roared angrily: "Who! Which one is looking for death! ”

Song Jin'an looked at the drawing board that popped up to his feet, looking at the neat and clean painting style on it, there was light flashing in his eyes, it was clearly just some simple lines, but everyone's expressions were clearly outlined.

Where did he seem to have seen such a style of painting?

Gu Yuehuai was about to stand up, but Wei Luo grabbed her arm, ready to stand up and ease the atmosphere.

"That's my drawing board." Gu Yuehuai brushed her kindness, stood up, and walked straight in front of Yan Shaoyu, the car was bumpy, her steps were a little unsteady, and her arms suddenly supported the bar above Yan Shaoyu's head.

Yan Shaoyu, who lowered his eyelids, suddenly smelled a fruity fragrance that penetrated his heart and spleen, not pungent, and smelled very good.

His fingers moved, his jaw lifted, and a pair of starry cat eyes crashed into his thick ebony eyes.

The curvature of her eyes is very beautiful, and the tails of her eyes are slightly upturned, outlining an indescribable smart taste, which makes him can't help but be stunned for a moment, and it is just a moment, fleeting.

"You! Are you looking for death? Huang Sheng touched the back of his swollen head, and his fists clenched tightly.

Gu Yuehuai's breathing had not yet calmed down, because of the eye contact with Yan Shaoyu, the ripples in his heart were already surging like a sea.

She closed her eyes, took the lead in staggering her gaze, turned around, and blocked in front of Yan Shaoyu intentionally or unintentionally, with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm really sorry, it's windy in the car, and the drawing board was taken off for a while, are you okay?" ”