Jiang Lou paused slightly: "Hooligans? ”

The corners of the boy's eyes are slightly long, the skeleton is good, and the face is perfect. Whether it's the bridge of the nose, thin lips, or eyes, they are all evenly good-looking, and when combined, they are amazing.

He lowered his eyes slightly, with a slight smile on his lips: "You said me? ”

Su Ci looked at the person fearlessly, and pursed his lips: "It's you." ”

Jiang Lou looked at the person: "Do you know what a real hooligan is?" He stretched out his hand, pulled at the little girl's clothes, and was about to kiss her.

was pushed away by the girl, and her beautiful eyes glared at him.

Jiang Lou leaned back in his seat and smiled indifferently.

The people around saw it and teased: "Brother Lou, what are you doing, bullying transfer students." ”

"The new students are very cute."

A girl looking in the mirror on the side glanced at them and interjected: "Don't talk nonsense, the transfer student will know at a glance that it is not Brother Lou's dish." ”

Su Ci didn't speak, and turned his head.

She lowered her long eyelashes and looked at the books on the desk.

A little dazed.

It's not what she thought.

The money jar spirit thought to himself seriously.

Now this teenager thinks nothing about her..... It's not the same.

Su Ci buried her head in a little frustration.

Jiang Lou played with his mobile phone for a while, raised his eyelids, and looked at the little girl lying on the table. The boys next to him were still coaxing and frowning.

Then he slammed his phone on the table.

The young man tilted his face slightly, expressionless: "Is enough to say?" Noisy or not? ”

Several men didn't understand why he suddenly lost his temper, so he was silenced and sighed. One by one, they pushed each other's shoulders and changed the subject.

During the class, Su Ci listened to the lecture for half time.

was gently pulled by the hand behind him.

She didn't really bother with it.

The girl couldn't help but sit up straight, looking at the blackboard obediently without blinking, her curled eyelashes quietly lifted.

Jiang Lou's lazy voice came from behind him, with a little casual smile: "So good, help, pick up the pen on the ground for me." ”

Su Ci glanced at the ground.

Lowering her eyes, the pen fell right next to her seat.

The girl pursed her lower lip slightly and glanced at the teacher.

I still bent down and picked it up for the boy.

Then put it on the other party's table and turn it back without saying a word.

Then I heard this man: "Little glutinous rice." ”

Su Ci paused slightly and looked over in confusion.

Jiang Lou lowered his eyes, a little smile on his lips, and said lazily: "You are so well-behaved, and you are so soft, you speak softly." Like a glutinous rice dumpling, what is it that is not a small glutinous rice? ”

The money jar spirit looked at the person and said, "You." ”

The young man narrowed his eyes: "Huh? ”

The tail notes are all casually raised slightly.

"Don't talk to me again." Su Ci said with a serious face, and then turned back solemnly.

The smile on Jiang Lou's lips faded.

Narrowed his eyes slightly.

Cheng Xin, who was sitting next door, saw this and thought, yes, Brother Lou's new fun is here, although he doesn't understand why he is a little girl this time.

Su Ci is serious.

This man is bad.

It's too bad.

The little chirp who caught her, and played hooligan, and now she is nicknamed.

Very bad.

The money jar has a slight tensed face.

Before Jiang Lou became better, she would never ignore him.

Nor will they chase him.

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Jiang Lou found that the glutinous rice dumplings really didn't plan to talk to him.

The teenager played with his mobile phone for a while, and then he felt bored.

(End of chapter)