These boys were stunned for a moment, and they only felt their hearts tremble.

After all, such a cute and soft girl looks like a piece of glutinous rice balls.

"It's ours."

One of the boys said.

Chen Feng's face was not very good, if he hadn't noticed the mistake just now, it would be the girl's outstretched little foot that tripped him, and it would have caused him to almost lose face.

"Su Ci, what do you mean?"

"You want to openly provoke me?"

Su Ci looked at the person without blinking, and handed the ball over: "Your ball, return it to you." ”

She looked up her little face obediently, and her big beautiful eyes were clear and clean.

Chen Feng was slightly stunned, stretched out his hand and took the ball, the next moment.

He felt a hand grasp his wrist, tightening slightly.

Chen Feng's face changed.

The girl let go of her hand, lifted her long eyelashes and said, "You also make me feel disgusting." ”

She said in a voice that only two people could hear.

Then turn around and leave.

The ball in Chen Feng's hand fell and was caught by a friend: "This transfer student in your class is so cute." ”

He blushed, clutched his wrist, and moved his lips.

Chen Feng was so painful that his urine was about to come out.

However, he couldn't say it, not to mention if anyone would believe that he was a big man, and he was pinched by a little girl and almost peed his pants, and saying it would only make people feel funny.

After a few of them walked away.

Xu Ran walked out, his eyes fell on the direction the girl left, but there was no expression on his face.

The news of his mother was revealed half a year ago, and Xu Ran was isolated, even speaking ill of him.

Disgust, ridicule, contempt, pity at the gaze.

Xu Ran grew up watching these since he was a child, and he has long passed the age of emotional impulses. Zhao Meixin has taken him to move from place to place since she was a child, and Xu Ran suddenly got a little tired.

Mercy, he doesn't need such a thing.

Xu Ran never felt that he needed sympathy.

It doesn't matter who it is, it's the same.

Su Ci sat in the seat, she turned her head and watched the young man walk into the classroom, with a slight upward face, the eyes under the black eyelashes looked intently, and said softly: "Can you talk to me now?" ”

The young man looked over, and his peach blossom eyes seemed to have a thin layer of ice.

"What they say is true."

Xu Ran said.

After saying this, he turned his face back.

The bridge of the nose on the side of the face is perfectly high.

The buttons at the mouth of the school uniform are meticulously fastened, and even the legs are so slender that they can't pick out a single flaw.

It was as if he was living in his own barren and remote independent kingdom, without any thorns around him, but the cold around him alone was enough to make people stop.

"Do you still want to talk to me now?"

Su Ci nodded, lay on the table, blinked and said, "Yes." ”

The young man's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and a faint voice came: "Aren't you afraid that I will pass on the disease to you?" ”

The girl's watery eyes look like.

Xu Ran turned her face slightly, her eyes fell on her fair and soft face, she looked up her little face slightly, and said seriously: "I'm not afraid, I'm even more afraid that you will ignore me, I don't know anyone, only you." ”

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, but don't ignore me."

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, and said softly: "Xu Ran, let's make friends, okay?" ”

"I don't have any friends, can you, have pity on me?"