Quick Wear Peace

"This is the best one I've ever made." An Ning smiled shyly: "This is a gift for becoming a disciple."

Then she looked at him expectantly.

Meng Yanchen opened the box and cut a small piece of cake, but it was all cream.

He took a sip with a spoon, tasted it lightly, and nodded to indicate that it was okay.

An Ning felt relieved.

In this way, the two people gradually became closer through their interactions.

"What's wrong with you?" An Ning looked at the back of Meng Yanchen's hand in surprise, which was bleeding.

The owner looked outside, his eyes full of confusion.

An Ning quickly went to the infirmary to get iodine and a bandage, then lifted up his hand. Although she was applying the medicine to him, her eyes were always on his fingers.

Such a beautiful hand is injured, ugh.

But there is a kind of broken beauty.

Although Meng Yanchen's eyes were outside, he could not ignore the burning gaze.

He turned his head and saw the girl's eyes fixed on his fingers.

The hand was slightly raised, and the girl's eyes followed the movement of the palm.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he understood something, and his originally depressed mood gradually eased.

"Qinqin, why do you like Song Yan?" Meng Yanchen asked his question.

An Ning came to her senses and knew why he asked that.

Recently, the whole school has been filled with the legend of Xu Qin and Song Yan.

Song Yan himself had a bad reputation in school, and Xu Qin transferred from another aristocratic school, so the difference between the two was huge.

The undisguised affection between the two in the classroom would definitely get out.

An Ning turned her head and looked up at the sky: "Maybe it's because she... likes people like this."

Meng Yanchen didn't understand why Xu Qin would fall in love with a gangster boy.

"Let's not practice today. I'll take you out to play." An Ning turned her head.

"Okay." The girl turned her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and she agreed unconsciously.

Ever since he agreed to teach An Ning martial arts, Meng Yanchen did as he told his mother and would go home later to help his classmates with their studies.

After school, An Ning left her schoolbag with the security guard, took him and took a taxi away.

Ever since An Ning came, she would send some delicious food to the security guard every day to make him familiar to her.

So the guard agreed to their request easily and told them to take it away before eight o'clock, otherwise they would not be able to come in after get off work.

An Ning nodded repeatedly, looked at the time, took a taxi and headed to the amusement park.

When they arrived at the amusement park, An Ning looked at the screaming crowd excitedly: "Are you afraid of heights?"

"I should... not be afraid of heights."

Meng Yanchen remembered that he often flew on planes and had no reaction at all.

The next second, he was slapped in the face.

"Are you okay?" An Ning took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to the pale-faced person who was vomiting with a handbag in his hand.

"It's okay." He took the mineral water and rinsed his mouth, but his complexion had not yet recovered.

He handed the tissue to Meng Yanchen, who wiped his mouth gracefully and threw it into the bag.

"What else do you want to play?" He didn't want to ruin the girl's nature.

"How about we go out and play..." An Ning's gaze shifted to the carousel next to them.

"……All right."

Sure enough, under the dreamy light, his expression was softened, and he was riding a white horse, like a prince charming coming from afar.

"Are you feeling better?"

An Ning played with almost all the equipment in the amusement park. It wasn’t exciting, but it was fun.

"much better."

Meng Yanchen nodded with his jaw clenched.

"Then just be happy and live every day. Whether you are unhappy or happy, it is also a day. Why make it difficult for yourself?"

An Ning walked backwards with his hands behind his back.

I don't know whose heart the girl's smile has captivated.