First Love Fantasy Season: The Prince Is A Little Bad

Yinghan was frightened by his words and could not calm down.

"I can't do this, nothing else..." Yinghan bit her lip and looked up at him.

"Nothing else, just this one request." He interrupted her coldly, not giving her any illusions.

She suddenly felt panicked. Had she accidentally offended him? However, when it came to her girlfriend, she couldn't help but take a few steps back, "This is really not okay!"

"You hate me?" He stepped forward and approached her.

She shook her head, "No...it's just that you don't understand. If you really want me to repay you, make another request! I really can't agree to this matter, I'm sorry!"

"Forget it!" He growled coldly, "Do you want me to take you back?"

His roar frightened Yinghan to the point where he trembled all over, and he quickly shook his head: "I will go back on my own, but I really want to thank you for today... and I'm sorry."

He just glanced at her and walked to the car.

After a while, the car started and left.

Watching the car going away slowly turning into a small black dot, Yinghan stood blankly, thoughtfully.

After finding the bicycle yesterday, Yinghan hurried back home. Her family's concerned inquiries were ignored by her, and she did not dare to tell her family what she had experienced yesterday.

Early in the morning, Yinghan put on a set of casual clothes and went to school. Today was not a normal class, so she didn't plan to wear a school uniform.

Because it was the weekend, there was no one in the school except the guard at the door. After Yinghan entered the school, he walked straight to his class. He made an appointment with them yesterday and gathered in the class today. He didn't know they were here.

No?

However, thinking that Anze would also come, she recalled his cold appearance when he left yesterday.

"Yinghan." While he was deep in thought, Xiaofeng's voice suddenly came.

She raised her head and looked at the door of the classroom. As expected, Xiaofeng was standing carelessly at the door, holding a stack of books in her hands. He walked towards her and called out: "Come and help me quickly. My hands are so sore."

"What are these?" Yinghan took half of the books from her hand and put them on the desk.

Putting down the book in his hand, Xiaofeng took a breath and then spoke: "I borrowed it from my second-year senior sister. She has done blackboard newspapers before. This is the first time for us to do it. Although the teacher has given us some information, it is always...

If you don’t have enough experience, it’s good to learn from it.”