The little milk bag of the blackened boss

The classroom is not empty yet, and there are probably some people left to watch the show.

Those playful eyes were either aboveboard, or veiled behind Xie Yuan's back.

As soon as Lou Yan opened his eyes, he realized that something was wrong. The imagined sunlight did not appear, and the dark green curtain was drawn up, casting a faint shadow on his body.

However, the curtains were not closed before falling asleep.

The tips of Lou Yan's ears moved slightly, and then he closed his eyes lightly.

Xie Yuan blinked his eyes, seeing that his deskmate who had slept in for three classes was finally willing to sit up straight.

But the tablemate refused to give Xie Yuan half of his gaze, his long eyelashes were lowered, and there was a trace of hostility from just waking up between his brows.

One side of the face was flushed red from the pressure for a long time.

This is... getting angry?A smile flashed across Xie Yuan's eyes, the more he got in touch with Lou Yan, the more surprises he would be able to give him.

"Student Lou."

Xie Yuan raised his head and suddenly met a pair of indifferent eyes.

Usually when encountering such a gaze, one would run away in fright, but Xie Yuan is not an ordinary person.

Now that they met, he pursed his lips impartially and showed a shallow smile.

His body looks delicate and fair, his ebony eyes are round and beautiful, his hair is slightly curly chestnut, and his cherry red lips are always slightly upturned. drop.

It makes people feel happy when they are gone.

But Lou Yan was obviously not human, so he ignored Xie Yuan's invitation as expected, and didn't even bother to say a word of rejection.

However, Xie Yuan, who was standing there, did not catch up. He also knew that it was too late, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he turned his head and smiled at the few people left in the classroom, "Are you still going to eat?"

Those few people were taken aback for a moment, no one expected that the transfer student would notice him and strike up a conversation first.

They looked at each other cryptically, and nodded somewhat awkwardly, "We'll go later."

Xie Yuan blinked, "Are you with me? Eating alone is kind of weird."

Those students closed their mouths at the same time, and no one spoke.

Xie Yuan raised his eyebrows.

They thought that such a silent refusal would embarrass the transfer student, but they didn't expect the boy to walk out without caring.

In the distance, you can still hear soft and gentle minor tunes looming.

What a strange person.

The midday sun was a bit venomous, and the air was hot and dry. Such a hot and restless season was the time of the college entrance examination.

The most criticized thing is that the school would rather spend so much money to build teaching buildings than to plant more trees. The concrete floor is terribly hot under the sun.

Xie Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a little unwilling to step out.

A17 looked at Xie Yuan who was staying in the shadow, and asked curiously: [Yuanyuan, why don't you go out to eat? 】

Xie Yuan pursed the corners of his lips, and the raised corners of his lips turned into a straight line, when a timid voice suddenly came from beside him.

"Do you want an umbrella?"

Xie Yuan's ears twitched, but when he turned around, he saw a young boy with delicate features.

He was also wearing the same school uniform, with a touch of sweaty hair sticking to his fair cheeks with a hint of baby fat, and he was shyly handing out a blue umbrella.

The white hand resting on the umbrella is particularly obvious.

The boy is probably a little timid, even handing an umbrella to a stranger makes him a little nervous.

Xie Yuan's lips suddenly burst into a smile, "Together?"

The young man froze for a moment, his deer-like pupils flickered for a moment, and he came back to his senses after Xie Yuan repeated it again, and quickly opened the umbrella.

Seeing the two figures under the umbrella slowly walking towards the dining hall, the figure standing on the stairs paused, turned and left.

The umbrella is quite big, and it is just right for two to hold it.

There was no harsh sunlight above his head, and even a breeze blowing from nowhere, gently caressed his parched cheeks.

Xie Yuan was in a happy mood, even with a smile on his face.

The young man standing beside him was not so idle. He pursed his lips, and suddenly mustered up his courage. He turned his head and said, "I haven't been officially introduced yet. My name is Lin Pingbai, and I'm in the class next to yours."

Xie Yuan rolled his eyes, "Hello, my name is Xie Yuan."

...he seemed easy to get along with.

Such a thought flashed in Lin Pingbai's heart, maybe it was Xie Yuan's relaxed tone that eased the tension in Lin Pingbai's heart. He grabbed the handle of the umbrella and said softly, "Which school did you go to before?"

"Mingyang," Xie Yuan turned his head and glanced at him with round eyes, "You haven't heard of it in other provinces."

Lin Pingbai showed surprise on his face, "Are you from another province?"

"Correct."

If it wasn't for the sake of meeting the little baby sooner, he wouldn't have woken up the housekeeper overnight to arrange a transfer.

Xie Yuan glanced imperceptibly at Lin Pingbai who was the protagonist in the book.

It was exactly as described in the book.

A little timid, but gentle and gentle.

The corners of Xie Yuan's lips curled up slightly. It seemed that his body and Lin Pingbai were still rivals in love?

His body was originally a young master from a wealthy family. His parents passed away early, leaving only a huge amount of property for him to spend.

She was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and she has developed a young master's temper that cannot be changed.

And the protagonists of this book, Qin Fengcheng and Lin Pingbai, are a pair of out-and-out scumbags, what kind of crematorium, and the bloody plot takes turns.

His body, Xie Yuan, followed the usual routine, because his parents and the Qin family had frequent contacts, so Xie Yuan took a fancy to the protagonist Gong Qin Fengcheng impartially.

Xie Yuan rubbed his forehead as he foolishly acted as an emotional warming agent for the rightful owner.

Thinking about how his body gave Qin Fengcheng a car the day before yesterday, and Qin Fengcheng threw away the keys with a smug face, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.