To The Lovely You

  Li Tianwei grabbed the shoulder strap of Lan Xier's schoolbag, panting, "Xier, why are you ignoring me?"

  Lan Xi'er was forced to stop, so she could only turn her head and glared at him fiercely: "Why should I care about you? Anyway, you have already been dealt with..."

   As soon as she said the words, she was stunned. Such a tone, listening to how sour, as if she was jealous.

   Li Tianwei touched his forehead blankly: "Xi'er, although I don't know why you are angry, but... as long as it makes you angry, it must be my fault! I apologize to you!"

  Lan Xi'er looked at his simple, honest and honest appearance, she was clearly still bored in her heart, but she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

   After so many years, she realized that although Li Tianwei is a scholar, he is actually quite stupid in some aspects. However, it's cute and silly...

   "Xi'er, did you smile? Does that mean that you are not angry with me?" Seeing her smiling brightly, Li Tianwei's eyes flashed with joy, and the corners of his thin lips couldn't help but lift.

  Lan Xi'er sighed weakly in her heart, and her eyes fell on his hand holding the shoulder strap of her schoolbag: "How long do you want to hold my schoolbag? If you don't let go, I will be angry again!"

  Li Tianwei only then reacted, and quickly released her schoolbag.

  Lan Xier immediately quickened her pace, leaving him and walking forward. Only this time, she always turned her head slightly, intentionally or unintentionally, listening to the footsteps behind her.

  Fortunately, Li Tianwei is not too stupid, he caught up again...

   Listening to the gradually clear footsteps behind her, Lan Xier's mouth showed a faint smile, and she unconsciously slowed down her pace.

  ………………

   The students in the class were almost gone one after another, but Su Rourou was still sitting in her seat, constantly pestering Luo Yichen to answer.

   This exam is probably the best she has ever done, and she even remembers what she chose for each question.

   In the past, most of the time, she used to cast lots or toss a coin to choose randomly, and she didn't remember what she chose...

   "Luo Yichen, I think I might get 80 points this time!" Her big eyes were full of excitement, "Wow, I'm finally one step closer to being a top student!"

  Luo Yichen's eyes were full of smiles, and he wanted to reach out and squeeze her cheek. However, due to being in public, she could only endure it, and instead rewarded her with a chestnut on her forehead.

   "You idiot, you dare to call yourself a scholar after only 80 points in the test? Where do you place me?"

  Su Rourou covered her forehead and pouted, "Hmph, narcissist! They won't even encourage others!"

"I'm urging you to make progress!" Looking at her mouth that could hang an oil can, Luo Yichen finally couldn't hold back, and when everyone was not paying attention, he stretched out his hand and pinched her face quickly. "Look at you, with a little progress, you proudly raise your little tail!"

   In fact, there is a man who has been paying attention to his every move—or rather, his every move.

  Ke Shaoze sat on the seat, pretending to flip through a textbook...

   Hou Xiaofeng snatched the book from his hand and exposed it unceremoniously: "I said, you have finished your exams, what books are you still reading here? This bi is pretending to be...verygood!"