A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Liu Xiaojiao lowered her head, not daring to look at the three boys who were only two or three steps away from her.

These three were all influential figures at Kyoto University. They rarely came to school, so it was hard to see them on campus. Even if you did see them, you would only dare to take a sneak peek at them.

Huo Yan wasn't particularly interested in whether these people were influential figures. Earth-shattering events had occurred in her family, and she simply couldn't muster the energy to care about the things that most young women in love would be concerned about.

So Huo Yan was generous, natural and pure when facing Ji Wuwei and others.

The main reason was that I became familiar with Ji Wuwei and I felt very grateful to him.

Ji Wuwei felt that Cheng Bin and Feng Jie were disturbing him and Huo Yan, but when he looked up, he saw that there was also an annoying girl next to Huo Yan.

have to.

He reluctantly introduced them to Huo Yan, "Yan Yan, this is Cheng Bin, and this is Feng Jie."

Cheng Bin: "Hi, Huo Yan."

Feng Jie: "Hello, classmate Huo, although we just met officially today, we often heard Ji Shao mention you, and we became acquaintances."

Huo Yan chuckled, "Well, since we're all acquaintances, then, shall we buy some books?"

"???"

Ji Wuwei, Cheng Bin and Feng Jie all had question marks on their faces.

Huo Yan touched his head, feeling a little embarrassed. "You can buy one."

Ji Wuwei said "Oh" and turned to look at the bookstall.

"Huo Yan, are you going to sell all of these?"

Huo Yan nodded. "200 books. This is the task assigned to each class by the school."

Ji Wuwei waved his hand and said, "It's easy. I'll take care of it for you."

Huo Yan's eyes widened, "Huh?"

Liu Xiaojiao finally showed her face and looked at Ji Wuwei in surprise.

Ji Wuwei looked at Huo Yan's reaction and asked, "Why? Can't you sell it to one person?"

Huo Yan shook his head, "Yes."

Ji Wuwei subconsciously raised his hand to touch Huo Yan's head, "That's enough."

When the hand fell on Huo Yan's head, Huo Yan subconsciously tilted his head.

Ji Wuwei's hand missed and he immediately scratched his head awkwardly, still grinning foolishly.

"How much is it? Give me a number."

"what?"

Huo Yan was a little startled, "Ji Wuwei, are you a little..."

Silly.

Ji Wuwei immediately stepped forward and asked, "What's up?"

Huo Yan was stunned by what he heard. He raised his eyes suddenly, suspecting that he had heard what he was thinking, and his face froze with embarrassment.

"You, you, where are you going to put so many books?" Huo Yan asked.

Cheng Bin stepped forward and said, "Young Master Ji's home is much larger than the Peking University Library. Two hundred books can be put anywhere."

"Oh, too."

Huo Yan nodded. She had been to Ji Wuwei's grandfather's house.

Although I went there at night and didn't stay long, I vaguely felt that it was as big as a park. I don't know if I feel happy living in such a big house.

Cheng Bin and Feng Jie have already started moving the books into Ji Wuwei's car.

Ji Wuwei immediately transferred nine thousand yuan to Huo Yan.

Then, I was in trouble.

Money is a small matter.

But really, where should we put these two hundred books?

It’s not like his parents don’t care about him. If he moves these two hundred books back, his parents will definitely find out. How will he explain it?

He didn't want his family to know about Huo Yan so soon.

He wanted to protect his love as much as possible. It was easy to say to his father, but as for his mother, Ji Wuwei knew his mother's temper too well.

After much thought, he dragged the book to his uncle's house.

Zhuang Zhoucheng appears cold on the surface, but is actually very indulgent towards him.

Moreover, not only did the entire family not dare to speak ill of Zhuang Zhoucheng, even in the entire Kyoto city, few people dared to speak ill of Zhuang Zhoucheng.