Male God, a Little Su

Quickly slap the rice and vegetables on your body.

Ji Wuyou apologized coldly: "I'm sorry, my hands slipped."

Hearing this, Su Yan glanced at him with a half-smile.

Ji Wuyou returned with a cold expression.

In the end, the boy endured and endured, in the end he didn't dare to confront Ji Wuyou.

His background, just this brand-new classroom, can show that he is not something he can provoke.

Not to mention the rest of the school's facilities, which are also being refurbished.

"Sorry, classmate, my brother's temper is not very good. I will compensate you for a new pair of pants. Can you tell me the size?"

she asked softly.

The boy's originally embarrassed expression was replaced by embarrassment at this moment.

He shook his head again and again, "No need, I'll wipe it with a tissue and go back to wash it."

"How about that..." Su Yan still wanted to say something.

Ji Wuyou looked at Su Rou's gentle expression when she was talking to other boys, and felt that it was not pleasing to the eye.

He frowned, with mist lingering in Peach Blossom's eyes, and suddenly called out Su Yan.

"Su Yan—"

"what?"

Su Yan looked sideways in surprise, as if she never expected that Ji Wuyou would take the initiative to call her by her name.

Ji Wuyou's eyes flashed, she pursed her lips and said stiffly, "My wound hurts!"

"laugh……"

Su Yan couldn't help laughing, and she didn't have to make a fuss with this little brat. Especially this arrogant guy was hurt because of her.

She frowned helplessly, "Where's your ice pack?"

Ji Wuyou silently hooked his lips and pointed to his pocket.

Su Yan lowered her head and went to his jacket pocket to take out an ice pack. The reason for the movement, her soft fluffy hair slid across Ji Wuyou's arm.

Ji Wuyou felt his arm numb, as if it was carrying electricity.

Most of the ice pack had melted, so Su Yan took it out.

Suddenly I heard Ji Wuyou say, "You have static electricity in your hair."

Su Yan: "???"

Ji Wuyou looked serious and was quite sure of his guess, "You called me."

She should be advised to try a different shampoo.

The one who responded to Ji Wuyou was Su Yan with a gentle smile, and pressed the ice pack to his face.

If it wasn't for knowing Ji Wuyou's character, Su Rou almost thought that Ji Wuyou was flirting with her.

But it is precisely because of understanding that Ji Wuyou said that she called him, which is purely literal.

"Well……"

Originally, his face was in burning pain, but when something cold touched the wound, the comfortable Ji Wuyou instantly groaned from between his lips and teeth.

The girls next to them all blushed, lying on the table embarrassed, pretending to rest.

Su Yan was impatient, and her movements were actually not gentle.

She was not a person who would serve people, but Ji Wuyou didn't pick and choose at this time.

Ye Xiaoan watched the interaction between the two from behind.

There is a seed called jealousy in my heart, which takes root and sprouts little by little—

She has liked this person for a long time, and Ji Wuyou's personality at that time was not as cloudy as it is now. He had helped her once, but probably he couldn't even remember himself now.

But Ye Xiaoan remembered it for a long, long time.

Her eyes were flushed, and she stared at Su Yan's back.

In her eyes, there was madness and jealousy that she didn't even notice.

Xie Ranran saw it and was startled, "An An, what's the matter with you?"

Ever since she saw Ji Wuyou and Su Yan, her mood seemed to be not quite right.

"No, nothing..."