The next class is physical education. Yi Ran put the racket on her shoulders, smiled vigorously, and invited Song Yumeng to say, "Come and see me play in the next class."
Song Yumeng glanced at her, and even though she had already promised her in her heart, she said, "I'll think about it."
The casualness she pretended made Yi Ran believe it was true.
"What else are you thinking about, anyway, you don't like Liu Luoyang and won't go to watch him play, can't you come and see me?" Yi Ran smiled slyly, and said in that ruffian tone, "I'll teach you Are you playing ball?"
"You also call it teaching someone to play?" Song Yumeng couldn't help but complain, she didn't forget that Yi Ran said last time that she wanted to teach herself to play, but what happened? There will be all kinds of fancy tricks.
Yi Ran originally wanted to say something, but now a golfer from the next class who had an appointment to play with Yi Ran came to look for her, so she had to go first.
"Remember to come and see me!"
Before leaving, Yi Ran held the ball handle and the racket on her shoulders, dressed in clean and simple sportswear, and walked slowly backwards facing Song Yumeng, with a youthful and vigorous smile on her face, her eyebrows curved and her eyes charming, yes. So bright and dazzling.
At this moment, Song Yumeng's breathing stopped abruptly. She could clearly feel the throbbing in her heart. Her clear eyes were slightly pale, blurred and intoxicated. In the pupils that were so deep that they could contain all things, only reflections could be seen at the moment. The figure of Yi Ran alone.
Yi Ran had already gone far away from that golfer, but she was still fascinated, until Su Xiaoxiao came over and called her to wake up.
"Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu?" Seeing that she was stunned, Su Xiaoxiao gently pushed her with his hand.
"Ah? What's the matter?" Song Yumeng finally woke up.
"What are you staring at the back door? There's nothing at the back door?"
"Uh... It's nothing." Song Yumeng hurriedly took her hand and walked to the playground, trying to change the subject, "We're going to class, let's go!"
On the way, she sneaked her face while Su Xiaoxiao wasn't paying attention.
A little hot.
The physical education teacher let the whole class run around the playground for two laps as usual, and then they were free to move around. A group of youthful and energetic high school students were sweating on the playground.
On the badminton court, Yi Ran was playing against others, and the badminton kept flying around, but she was a little absent-minded, and she kept sweeping around the playground.
But she didn't see the person she wanted to see.
She was disappointed and empty. A return ball came and her racket was vacated, and the badminton lay quietly on the ground.
This is the third ball she has emptied.
She thought that Song Yumeng wasn't on the playground and wasn't watching her play, but what she didn't know was that Song Yumeng was lying on the guardrail on the rooftop watching her play.
She watched her every move carefully.
Su Xiaoxiao was also on the rooftop, and Song Yumeng brought her here.
"Xiaoyu, don't you usually watch Liu Luoyang play on the basketball court? Why are you coming to the rooftop today?" Su Xiaoxiao thought she was watching Liu Luoyang.
Yi Ran at the bottom accidentally emptied the ball again, and bent down to pick up the ball in annoyance. Song Yumeng curled her lips into a light smile, Yingying's smile accumulated in her eyes, and said easily: "I don't like Liu Luoyang anymore."
If I counted correctly, this is already the fifth ball she has emptied. Who are you looking around? alone
"Ah?!" Su Xiaoxiao was obviously shocked and looked at her dumbfounded, "No, Xiaoyu, you don't like Liu Luoyang anymore? Why?"
"I just don't like it, I don't know why." The words were said to Su Xiaoxiao, but she only looked at Yi Ran on the playground.
"Then who are you looking at?" Su Xiaoxiao was curious, and followed her gaze to the direction of the badminton court. She saw a familiar figure and guessed, "Are you looking at classmate Yi Ran?"
"!!!" Song Yumeng, who was told, reacted very strongly, her heartbeat was pounding, her face was blushing, and she was in a hurry and said anything, "How is it possible, who is looking at her! She, she has nothing to look at, she can't even catch a ball, it's really useless!"
Su Xiaoxiao: "Uh... well then."
After class, Song Yumeng never took her eyes off Yi Ran, and the smile on her lips never disappeared. There were even a few moments when Su Xiaoxiao became suspicious.
She couldn't figure out the situation, so was she looking at classmate Yi Ran or not? ? ? Also, why does she always feel that Xiaoyu is fooling her
After the gym class, Song Yumeng returned to the classroom. Yi Ran saw her coming back and immediately leaned over and asked, "Where did your gym class go? Why didn't I see you?"
Song Yumeng flipped her right eye upwards, and found a random reason: "I'm back in the classroom, what's the matter?" It sounded like the truth.
"You don't even come to see me play..." Yi Ran's mouth was flat, and her expression was so aggrieved, Song Yumeng almost relented and told the truth.
However, Yi Ran suddenly changed his face, shook his head and lamented again and again, pretending to be sorry, "It's a pity, it's a pity, you missed a wonderful badminton match."
"You can pull it down, it's still amazing, you can't even catch other people's balls, it's really useless!" Song Yumeng complained mercilessly.
However, this hit her right in her arms. Yi Ran raised her eyebrows, touched her chin, and said, "Wait, how do you know that I didn't catch someone else's ball? Didn't you come to see it?"
"I didn't come to see it at all!" Song Yumeng was confused, "I, I just happened to pass by and took a look."
She didn't know that she would stutter and blush when she was nervous, but Yi Ran knew it.
However, she did not expose Song Yumeng who was lying. She thought silently: The glance in her mouth probably meant that she had watched it for a long time, right
Yi Ran didn't know where she saw it, but she knew that Song Yumeng must have come to see it.
Duplicitous every time, fool.
…
After returning to the classroom after dinner, as soon as he stepped into the classroom, everyone in the classroom cast their eyes on Song Yumeng to go to the theater.
Song Yumeng was stunned for a second, but after she saw the big characters on the blackboard, she understood everything.
The names of "Wish" and "Liu Luoyang" were written on the blackboard, and a heart was drawn with red chalk in the middle.
It's probably just someone's prank.
Song Yumeng was inexplicably uncomfortable, but it wasn't because she was uncomfortable with Liu Luoyang and Wishing, but because she hated those people in the class who liked to join in the fun. Now Liu Luoyang has a half-money relationship with her Song Yumeng
"What are you looking at? This has something to do with Miss Ben? If you join in the fun, you will look good!" Song Yumeng met those people's eyes without fear, and issued a danger warning.
Those people really didn't dare to join in the fun anymore, they did their own thing, and a boy went up and wiped the words. But what they don't understand is: doesn't this drag sister like Liu Luoyang, so it doesn't matter
Yi Ran watched Song Yumeng walk all the way to sit down, and gave her an elegant smile. She didn't look at her too much just now, but she was just curious about how she would react when she saw the words on the blackboard. She didn't expect to be so disgusted.
The little worry in her heart disappeared. She believed that Song Yumeng had really let go of Liu Luoyang now, and it was absolutely impossible to like him again in the future.
Feeling extremely comfortable and satisfied, the corners of the lips naturally lifted upwards.
Seeing her smiling, Song Yumeng patted her thigh and said, "You too, what are you looking at? You are not allowed to look at it!"
Saying it's anger is actually no different from acting like a spoiled child, and it really treats Yi Ran differently from other people who join in the fun.
Yi Ran coaxed: "I won't watch it, so don't be angry, okay?"
Song Yumeng pursed her lips and folded her arms around her chest, acting like a proud eldest lady: "I'm not angry, they don't deserve to be angry with me. Why, is it that Miss Ben's performance is not obvious enough? Some people think that I like Liu Luoyang, I really have no eyesight."
Yi Ran laughed lightly. She found the angry and aggrieved Song Yumeng cute, and she also found Song Yumeng who was angry with others like this very cute.
"Then Miss Song, explain it to them?"
Song Yumeng rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "Cut, I'm too lazy to tell them, they're not worthy!"
"Is that so..." Yi Ran half-smiled, thoughtfully, thinking: If they don't deserve it, then I will
So is this a preference
…
Emotion is a strange and mysterious thing. Since Yi Ran sent He Xiaomeng home last night, she has fallen in love with Yi Ran.
But she wasn't sure how Yi Ran felt about her. But she saw such a saying on the Internet - If you want to know if the person you like likes you, then you should wear a revealing dress in front of him. If he praises you for being good looking, he probably doesn't like it. Well, if he blushes and puts his clothes on you, he probably likes it.
He Xiaomeng was going to try this test, so in the early spring of April, she wore a floral dress, sleeveless.
She carried the skirt to Yi Ran and asked nervously, "Well, do you think I look good in this skirt?"
She looked at Yi Ran expectantly.
Yi Ran took a serious look, then nodded and exclaimed, "Well, it's pretty. But it's only a dozen degrees outside, isn't it cold for you to wear this?"
Yi Ran's answer made her heart cold for the most part, she forced a smile and said, "It's not cold, I'll go back to my seat first."
After she left, Song Yumeng glanced at the thick padded clothes on Yi Ran's body, and asked very "considerately", "Ah, it's only ten degrees outside, isn't it cold for you to wear this?"
She was sitting in the seat just now, and the conversation between the two could be heard clearly. It was not that she hated He Xiaomeng, but her heart was very sour, more sour than drinking a stick of old vinegar.
But what made her complacent was that Yi Ran didn't dress He Xiaomeng, but she did herself.
Song Yumeng's strange words made Yi Ran laugh, neither cry nor cry, and asked timidly, "Are you... angry?"
"What kind of international joke are you making? Why am I angry? I'm obviously concerned about how you are? Do you look like I'm angry?"
Yi Ran: …
Song Yumeng did have a smile on her face, but it was a dangerous and sinister smile, not friendly at all.
Yi Ran secretly complained in his heart: You might as well not laugh!
The next morning, Song Yumeng got angry and wore a more revealing and sexy dress, a black silk sling. The slender black sling went around the shoulders, and the hem wrapped around the buttocks a little longer. The exposed skin was better than snow. The body is tightly wrapped to outline the exquisite body, sexy and pure desire, intriguing.
The hottest temperature was no more than 20 degrees, and the temperature was low in the morning, so she wore this one and went out. A gust of cold wind blew and she couldn't help shivering.
She didn't bring a coat because she was sure that some guy would give her his clothes later.
If not, then ignore her again!
It was very early, and Yi Ran was the only one in the classroom. Song Yumeng swaggered in, pushed the door on purpose, and the door slammed into the back wall with a crisp sound.
This sound caught Yi Ran's attention, she turned her head to look, and with just one glance, a burst of heat rushed to her forehead, and her face turned completely red with a "swoosh".
Song Yumeng's clothes were not so hot and revealing. Her eyes were completely out of place. She turned her head and covered her eyes with her hands in a panic, and her breath became unstable.
Yi Ran's reaction made Song Yumeng so happy that she couldn't hide it. She knew that she was not very attractive to Yi Ner. But she didn't plan to let Yi Ran go so kindly.
She deliberately squeezed into Yi Ran's line of sight, scratched her head, and asked in a sinister tone, "Am I good-looking?"
Yi Ran's face couldn't have been more red, she let go of her hands covering her eyes and tilted her head evasively, her eyes falling on the place where she couldn't see her.
Song Yumeng snickered and moved to a place where Yi Ran could see it. She smiled and asked, "Answer me, is it good-looking or not?"
"You look good! You said what the hell you were wearing, did you come to school or to be a model for the catwalk?" Yi Ran opened the zipper of the padded jacket and took it off, pretending to put it on her. .
Song Yumeng took a naughty step back and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yi Ran was ashamed and annoyed with the padded jacket: "What do you think! Come here quickly, don't force me to use force."
Song Yumeng was happy in her heart, but she didn't move.
Yi Ran was really strong, grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, then wrapped her arms around her and didn't allow her to escape from his arms, forced her to put on a warm padded jacket, and pulled the zipper up. the highest point.
Song Yumeng was very good in her arms and enjoyed it, she knew that Yi Ran would definitely dress her up.
Yi Ran said fiercely: "I can warn you, if you wear this kind of clothes to school in the future, then I will report you to the moral education department!"
Song Yumeng raised the corner of her mouth and continued to ask: "You haven't answered my question yet, am I good-looking?"
Yi Ran took a breath, nodded with a blushing face, and said seriously, "It looks good, really, but you are not allowed to wear this kind of clothes to school in the future."
Just because of Yi Ran's words, Song Yumeng was both happy and shy, her mood was flying upward like a balloon, and a blush appeared on her face while a smile bloomed on her lips.
Yi Ran couldn't help but smile when he saw it, a soft place in his heart kept sinking downwards.
At this time, Song Yumeng raised her smiling eyes and asked, "Why did you only dress me up? He Xiaomeng was also very revealing yesterday."
Yi Ran coughed twice and said perfunctorily, "Why are you asking so many questions, really..."
Song Yumeng lowered her head and snickered, seemingly understanding but not understanding.
So is this a preference