Drifting Towards You

The girl's face looked a little ugly when she was scolded, she turned sideways to make way for her, but did not leave with her.

With a fire in her heart, Tang Ziyan left the classroom without looking back.

Before she left, she heard the boys and girls in the classroom talking.

"That's the school flower? I don't think it can compare to our Xiaoxiao!"

"Yes, and it looks like a vase at first glance, how can it be compared to our kind of real scholar like Xiaoxiao."

"Yeah, I don't even know the second-order guidance. Come and listen to high numbers. I think I'd better go back and practice how to sing opera."

...

Hearing these discussions, Tang Ziyan's hands hanging beside her clenched into fists.

She has always been sought after, when has she suffered such humiliation!

Li Xiaoxiao, things won't end this way!

Until Tang Ziyan's figure disappeared completely, the talk about her had not completely disappeared.

It's not that the students of the computer school don't like beautiful women, but that Tang Ziyan has always been arrogant.

A boy from the computer school had boldly confessed to him before, but in the end he was ridiculed by her lukewarm, which was quite hurtful.

At that time, her words were full of contempt and humiliation for the boys in the computer school, and she almost didn't directly say that the other party was a raunchy **** and a straight man, and because of this, she had never been popular in the computer school.

After all, she shouldn't generalize.

Although the boys in the yard don't like to dress themselves like those who study art, most of them are clean and passionate normal students.

Being humiliated like this for no reason, naturally no one will be happy.

In contrast, the good-tempered, gentle and lovely Li Xiaoxiao almost became a group pet in the courtyard.

After all, most people still prefer the soft, cute and beautiful little rabbits compared to a haughty peacock.

After Tang Ziyan left, Li Xiaoxiao's mood suddenly brightened.

Taking advantage of the end of get out of class, the master said to Si Mocheng: "She has been calling you classmate."

Si Mocheng's eyes were gentle, and he said softly: "So?"

"Do you look so young?" Li Xiaoxiao mumbled to herself.

Simo City:...

He looks very young?

After a few seconds of silence, Si Mocheng slowly pulled out a small mirror from Li Xiaoxiao's bag, and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.

Yea, very good.

There are no wrinkles on the face and no wrinkles around the eyes.

After putting the mirror back, she met Li Xiaoxiao's curious gaze. His eyes were round and big, and they looked clean as if they had been washed with water. The baby's fat little face was milky and milky, with a faint pink color and clear. Pure.

Si Mocheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

No matter how he can't compare to the little woman next to him, it's a bit too tender.

Li Xiaoxiao thought for a while, feeling that what he said just now seemed a bit hurtful.

He hesitated for a while and explained: "Actually..."

"Yep?"

"Don't be sad, in fact... when you were twenty, it looked the same as you do now."

Simo City:...

So he looked very young when he was twenty?

Seeing him looking at him with an unclear expression, Li Xiaoxiao moved to the chair next to him.

Did she say the wrong thing again?

What she meant... Actually, he didn't mean he was old.

Rather, he felt that there was a kind of superior temperament in him, and this kind of temperament is often difficult to appear in a person as young as him.

The feeling is like, no matter how old he is, he will not be compared with those inexperienced hairy boys.

Until the end of the break, Si Mocheng did not speak again.

Of course, he was not angry.

He is just repairing his wounded heart.