An Feiran blinked slowly, and he looked at Song Yaoyao apologetically, "Sorry, I, did I bother you..."
The two hands hanging by the sides pinched the trousers with some unease, those eyes were full of Song Yaoyao.
Song Jingwan couldn't believe it, she just felt that the endless ridicule was almost drowning her.
"An Feiran!!" She growled again unbearably.
This time, it was no longer so pitiful, but it was a little more questioning.
Even if she doesn't like this boy, it doesn't mean that she doesn't enjoy the feeling of being crushed by so many boys.
It felt great, at least before that, Song Jingwan liked it.
But not now—
An Feiran shook his head, looked at Song Jingwan calmly and restrainedly, "Jingwan, you never called me by my name before."
Always be Ann.
The boy's voice was as gentle as ever, as if there would never be any sharp edges and corners on his body. That youthful face was still pale and thin with bruises that hadn't faded away.
The same gentleness and restraint as before.
No-
There was still something different, the way he looked at himself was no longer enthusiastic. Song Jingwan discovered that An Feiran actually looks really good, not the type who is stunning at first glance, but looks very clean and comfortable.
Her face flushed red because of An Feiran's directness.
Song Jingwan mumbled, "Could it be that I can't call now?"
Song Yaoyao let go of her with a smile, seeing An Feiran more and more pleasing to her eyes.
To be honest, if he rushed over like an idiot to stand up for Song Jingwan just now, I would be so sorry.
Song Yaoyao would choose to fight him together—
After entering the door of class three, dare to think about the people in class one
Don't even think about it!
But fortunately, children can be taught.
Song Yaoyao was very satisfied with An's learning ability.
"I don't think so."
Facing Song Jingwan's unwilling and angry eyes, An Feiran's eyes flickered, but he firmly did not look away.
"Feiran is only called by very close friends and relatives. You don't like me, do you?"
"I… "
Song Jingwan almost gritted her teeth.
What kind of monster is Song Yaoyao! Anyone who touches her will turn into someone Song Jingwan doesn't know.
"If you need to go to the infirmary, I can call someone for you. But after Student Song solves the problem, by the way—" When he looked at the standing girl, his eyes instantly shone like stars, "Student Song, Can I call you Yaoyao?"
It turns out that An Feiran still has a pair of beautiful eyes. When she looks at someone, she looks so focused that it makes people think that it is her whole world.
Song Yaoyao shrugged irresolutely, and walked up the stairs with her hands in her pockets, "Whatever."
An Feiran immediately smiled foolishly, "Okay, okay! Then I will call you Yaoyao from now on? Yaoyao?" He tentatively called out.
"It's okay, don't bark, and—"
Song Yaoyao suddenly turned her head, pointing at him with her index finger, "Don't be so nasty, I won't like boys who are weaker than me!"
"Cough... I, I'm not, I didn't..."
An Feiran was frightened, and his face instantly turned red, like a boiled shrimp.
He waved his hands in embarrassment, "I..."
"It's fine if you don't have one."
Seeing his seriousness, Song Yaoyao nodded her head and walked briskly away.
An Feiran didn't like Song Yaoyao, but worshiped him more.
He still can't forget the scene when he saw Song Yaoyao for the first time, facing the person who bullied her, the little girl went back without hesitation with red eyes.
Handsome group!