Wangzai Milk Candy

After a few days of peace, when get out of class was over, Siming's eyebrows twitched, and there was always a bad premonition in his heart.

She also couldn't tell where this feeling came from, "Ye Mu, the left eye is jumping for money, and the right eye is jumping for disaster, so what does it mean to jump in the middle?"

Ye Mu glanced sideways, and said helplessly: "Jump the air! You're too superstitious, and you believe in this thing too!"

"No, I'm panicking."

Ye Mu replied decisively: "Lack of sleep."

Siming rolled his eyes and complained, "I can't communicate with you, so I'll go find Youyou."

Ye Mu flipped through the book and said leisurely: "You are feudal dross, you can't do it."

"Then you still play pen fairy?"

"I want to go out too. Who knew that An Tingnan was like a ghost, a ghost, and would always catch me and sneak out. It was too boring, so I just played."

Speaking of this, Ye Mu scratched his hair and said irritably, "Fuck, when will I be able to go out!"

"Who asked someone to give you medicine, but you still didn't take it. As a result, you developed a fever. If An Tingnan hadn't forced you to the school infirmary, you might be a fool now."

"I didn't let him care! That's because he's being sentimental!"

Siming persuaded him with kind words: "Eat someone's short hand, take other's mouth short, after all, An Tingnan helped you, so you should be honest and recuperate first."

Ye Mu thought for a while, "Forget it, I'll go upstairs with you, and I'm going to make it clear to An Tingnan."

Siming tilted his head, "Let's go."

The two walked to the floor of the key class, and seemed out of place with the environment here.

Siming also put on an exquisite makeup this morning, and her hair was also carefully taken care of.

As for Ye Mu, he originally had a very decent and well-behaved face, but he also wore earrings on his ears in a fashionable way, and he was considered a "celebrity" in the school. Thumb up.

"Xia You!"

Siming waved his hand and shouted at Xia You on the other side of the floor.

Xia You was busy getting things with her head down, so she had to reply first: "Wait a minute, Siming, I'll pack up the things first."

At this time, Siming saw that there was another boy beside Xia You squatting on the ground to help Xia You pack his things, but his back was very familiar.

When the boy slowly turned his face away, Siming suddenly felt his blood rushing straight to his brain, and every nerve was trembling.

The boy held all the things he had arranged in his arms, Xia You took them over gratefully, and kept thanking him in a low voice.

The boy couldn't help laughing when he saw the girl's shy look, and said softly, "Student, which class are you in? These books are very heavy, and you can't carry them. Let me send them there for you."

"Thank you, we'll just come by ourselves." A cold voice cut in.

Siming tried very hard to hold back his nausea. Although Luan Hechuan in front of him was not a shocking and peerless scumbag, Siming couldn't help but think of the bad things he did when he saw this face.

Luan Hechuan pursed his lips and smiled, "The two of you may not be able to get it, I'll do it."

Before he could react, Luan Hechuan lowered his head again, and all the books in his hand were taken away.

Ye Mu took the book with a smile, "Brother, thank you for your hard work, let me come."

Luan Hechuan rubbed his hands awkwardly, "Then I'll go first."

Xia You felt a little embarrassed, took out a lollipop from his pocket, and handed it to Luan Hechuan, "Thank you for your help, classmate, just accept this candy."

Luan Hechuan was slightly taken aback when he saw the candy, and then reached out to take the candy away, "Thank you. Then I'll go first."

When Luan Hechuan quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Xia You blinked curious eyes and asked Siming, "Si Ming, has this boy done something bad before? I think you seem to hate him."

"Well, I hate him."

Xia You chased after him, "Why?"

Ye Mu on the side frowned, and it seemed that even his five sense organs were exerting force, and he said with difficulty: "Excuse me, two beauties, can you tell me where to put the things first? My arm is about to break."

"I'm sorry, Xiao Yezi, please help me put it in the back door of the class, thank you."

Siming also patted Ye Mu on the shoulder, "Thank you."

Although the walk was difficult, Ye Mu grinned in order to preserve his manly image, "It's okay, it's... it's my honor to move books for...for beautiful women."

"Didn't I tell you not to run around?"

An Tingnan came out of nowhere, walking without making a sound, Xia You was so frightened that he shivered, and reluctantly clutched Siming's clothes tightly.

Before Ye Mu could reply, the weight in his hand suddenly disappeared.

"Oh, you...you...what are you doing?"

An Tingnan ignored his protest, frowned and stared at the book in his hand, and asked, "Where do you put it?"

Xia You pointed in a low voice and said not far away: "It's just... over there, thank... thank you."

An Tingnan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at Ye Mu beside him.

"An Tingnan, what do you mean by those eyes?"

An Tingnan ignored him, and strode directly towards the back door.

The four of them came to the back door of the class, which was really eye-catching.

Siming had a cold face, and An Tingnan also seemed to be in a bad mood.

Xia You pointed to the back door and hurriedly said, "Just put the students here, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Mu patted An Tingnan on the shoulder, and said without hesitation: "A good person will do it to the end, let this classmate help you put it directly on the seat, it's easy to do—"

"You—" An Tingnan pursed his lips, "Forget it, where is your seat?"

Siming didn't speak either, his expression was somber, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xia You glanced at her, then said to An Tingnan timidly, "Thank you so much!"

Zheng Yibing, who was applying lipstick happily, never expected that the school grass An Tingnan would appear beside her at this very moment.

She was startled at first, and then glanced at Xia You beside her.

"Xia You, this is—"

"My box was fine at first, but a big hole was broken at the bottom. After I moved it, all the books fell on the ground. It just so happened that this classmate came to help me."

Zheng Yibing was a little flustered, and asked, "Where's your box?"

"I threw it at the door. I'll throw it in the big trash can downstairs in a while."

Zheng Yibing felt a little reconciled but could only bear with it: "Oh, you are really good, this is a school grass!"

"Fortunately, he helped me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to move these books back. I am so grateful to him."

Facing Xia You's position, An Tingnan asked uncertainly, "Put it here, right?"

"Well, it's good to put it here, it's hard work."

After speaking, he smiled sweetly.

Siming suddenly exploded, and said in a stern tone, "Say it again?!"

Everyone around was startled, and no one understood the current situation.

Siming walked directly in front of Zheng Yibing, "What did you just say?!"

Zheng Yibing became visibly flustered, brushed the broken hair by his ear, and said in a secretive way: "I didn't say anything."

Siming glanced at the eyes of the people around him, tapped his fingers on the table, and lowered his voice: "Come out."

"I didn't do anything, why did I go out with you." Zheng Yibing acted very honestly, and didn't want to go out at all.

"You're not sure?"

This sentence is more like a threat.

Zheng Yibing stood up and said in a sharp voice, "Are you sure?"

Xia You was confused by the riddle-like conversation between the two of them, so she grabbed Siming and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Mu tugged Xia You's sleeve with great interest, and pulled her to the side, "Stay away, be careful not to be accidentally injured."

"come out."

Zheng Yibing was about to flee, "I'm going to find my teacher."

Siming blocked the back door, raised his chin towards the stairs, "Follow me."

"You are violating the order of the campus. I'm going to find the teacher."

The classmates in the class couldn't stand it any longer. This is their pretty class leader, how could she let others bully her.

A few boys came over directly, "Student, please speak up if you have something to say, not everyone in our class can be bullied casually."

Siming cast a cold glance, then ignored them.

"Hey, this classmate is really deceiving people too much."

Zheng Yibing knew her influence in the class, and An Tingnan and the others were standing beside her. As long as she pretended to be pitiful, there must be someone to help her vent her anger.

"This classmate, I don't know how I provoked you, but we can communicate well if we have conflicts. Let's sit down and have a good talk, shall we?"

"Isn't this about to be discussed? Come out, I don't want to say it for the last time."

"Student, if you have something to say here, it's good that everyone is here, so you can comment."

Siming snorted coldly, "Are you sure?"

"I haven't done anything bad, so there's nothing I can't say."

Before the words fell, there was a loud applause in the classroom.

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Writing is so difficult...

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