Chapter 3 (1/2)
A faint cat call
Seeing that song Siqiao and Tang Wanqing are deadlocked beside their seats, Yu Yuanqing puts the basketball on the table and holds it with his right hand. It's strange, ”what are you doing here? Old Hou is in the back. He'll come in right away. ”
Sure enough, as soon as his voice fell, Mr. Hou came in.
Lu he crosses Yu Yuanqing and takes his seat. Tang Wanqing stares at Song Siqiao and goes back to his seat.
Things have been picked up by Su Ruan. Song Siqiao is not angry and whispers to Su Ruan.
”Did I tell you about Tang Wanqing two days ago?”
Su soft nodded slightly, worried about being seen by the teacher on the platform, ”said.”
Song Siqiao gritted his teeth and was very angry. ”I didn't finish talking to you. I just heard these two days,” she said mysteriously, ”do you think she deliberately aimed at you?”
Su soft nods again, ”feel, but did I offend her?”
Song Siqiao patted her thigh fiercely. Not only Yu Yuanqing in the back was shocked, but almost all the students in the class and Hou in front of them all looked back at them.
Su Ruan was embarrassed, and her face turned red in a moment. Song Siqiao apologized and said, ”sorry, teacher, I'm fighting mosquitoes. I'm fighting mosquitoes.”
The old Hou eyes sharp gouged out her one eye, then continued to lecture.
But song Siqiao clearly saw the meaning in his eyes: if you damage the seedlings of the motherland, you can do it yourself.
Song Siqiao kept on whispering to Su Ruan.
Su Ruan is a little guilty. She keeps holding her head together. Her voice sounds coquettish. ”How about after class?”
Song Siqiao is about to continue to pester her, words suffocate in her heart, do not say out, she suffered.
Su soft some helpless sigh, ready to continue to accept her poison, behind the Lu He with a pen knocked on the table, voice some cold, ”quiet!”
As the air solidified, song Siqiao immediately zipped his mouth and pretended to be dead on the table.
Su Ruan quietly looked back at him, facing his line of sight. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes under the frame were deep. When she looked closely, she was afraid that she would sink in.
Su soft flustered quickly take back the line of sight, pay attention to class.
After class, Lu he is still sitting in his seat. Song Siqiao still doesn't dare to speak out and takes Su Ruan to the corridor.
Out of the classroom, song Siqiao held the railing, patted his chest and gasped, ”my mother, scared the baby to death!”
Su soft laughs a voice, ”have so terrible?”
Song Siqiao glared, ”don't you think Luhe is terrible? You look at his eyes. Everyone has the same temperature. It's cold to death,
It's said that even Lao Hou is afraid of him. ”
Su Ruan thought back to the pair of eyes without the slightest temperature, is really a little cold, but she did not feel terrible.
On the contrary, Su Ruan thought about it. Her eyes were beautiful. At that moment, she was almost attracted by Lu he's eyes.
Think of out of business, song Siqiao shot Su soft, ”said Tang Wanqing, why mention Luhe.” Su Ruan looks at the students coming and going downstairs and listens to song Siqiao's voice.
”I told you before that Tang Wanqing was not a good woman, do you remember?”
Su soft nods, ”remember.”
”Tang Wanqing has a problem with you. When I passed by her yesterday, I heard her and her followers say that you are pretentious and pure
。”
Su Ruan didn't care much and said with a smile, ”I'm not familiar with her. Let her go.”
No wonder other people don't like Su Ruan. When she was a child, Su Ruan stayed at her grandmother's home. Her grandmother's family was from the south of the Yangtze River. She spoke softly and softly.
Su Ruan's voice is sweet, and with the soft glutinous of Jiangnan people, it really sounds like she deliberately made it.
Song Siqiao saw that Su Ruan didn't care at all, and some of them fought for her.
Girls of this age, like a person, hate a person, do not need any reason.