The host is collapsing every day

Chapter 31 The school girl is wild 30
"Wow, Brother Yan, what is this? It smells so good. I'll take a bite."

Yan Ye slapped the hand that came from behind, and glanced at him: "You didn't eat breakfast?"

Wang Zichao sneered once, and reached out to touch the tip of his nose: "Eat, eat, brother Yan, take it easy, take it easy."

Then obediently sat back in his seat, only then did he notice that the lunch box was pink.

He said when would his brother have something of such a color, and glanced at Mu Ran next to him.

Sure enough, she propped her chin with one hand, and looked at Yan Ye with crooked eyes.

All right, blame him for not having a brain.

I just patronized and smelled delicious, but I didn't pay attention.

You can tell just by looking at it, this is breakfast with love!

He still remembers that the school beauty gave him brother Yan breakfast for a week last time.

……

After eating.

Yan Ye hooked his fingertips at Mu Ran: "Where's your mobile phone, let me use it."

Without doubting him, Mu Ran took out the phone, unlocked it, and handed it to him.

Then the boy lowered his head and pressed his finger on the screen twice.

"I sent you a friend request and you didn't pass it."

I don't know what's going on, but she said it in a normal tone, but she somehow heard a trace of grievance in it?
"I slept last night and didn't see the news."

"Ah."

Yan Ye responded, and he knew it was like that.

…………

In the next few days, a strange scene appeared in the class.

Sometimes Yan Ye, who didn't see anyone a few times a week, actually showed up in the classroom on time every day.

As long as he shows up in class, he is someone who catches up on sleep, sitting upright.

No sleep, no running gods even!

I have been listening to the class seriously, and I have also sketched in the book, which surprised every substitute teacher.

This is, what the hell?

During this process, every time Yan Ye listened to a class, his expression became a little bit darker, and every time he listened to a class, his face became a little bit darker.

At the back, when the teacher met his gaze, the voice of the lecture paused.

Nothing else, just that gaze, which makes people feel like they want to kill something.

Someone who seriously finished the morning class found that it was simply listening to the bible.

……

In the past, he didn't care about anything, he didn't care about anything, he just messed around, living a day is a day.

Sometimes he even felt that life was so boring that he didn't want to continue anymore.

But it's different now, a pair of light brown eyes are staring at someone who is playing a game next to him.

She curled her lips silently and smiled.

Still quite interesting.

He didn't want this person to be in a different school from him when he got to college.

That way, maybe, when the time comes when this person meets someone who looks better, he will move on.

Not to mention, this may really happen, after all, this is the only face Mu Ran has taken a fancy to.

……

"How's the game going?"

This person has played a game that has been played for several days in a row.

Who would have thought that this good student in the teacher's eyes, who looks so obedient, would play games so aboveboard in class.

Mu Ran manipulated the characters in the game, and didn't care who was asking her at all. As soon as she opened her mouth, her irritable tone came directly to her face.

"Blind, can't you see!"

Just as she was speaking, the characters in the game died gloriously again.

Yan Ye: "..."

Well, it's kind of, it's hard to say.

Then he reached for the phone and manipulated it skillfully: "Look at me playing, you play so aggressively, don't you rush to die?"

Mu Ran raised her eyes and glared at him fiercely: "I just started playing, I'm not very good at it yet!"

(End of this chapter)