Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

"Why? Just because you have her, right? Is she so good that you don't even look at other girls anymore?"

Seeing Jiang Yan was about to leave again, Weng Minhong couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

Jiang Yan felt that her mind was a little abnormal tonight. After drinking some wine, her previous calmness and rationality were gone.

Who are you crazy about?

Too lazy to tell her more, Jiang Yan walked away quickly, leaving Weng Minhong alone with tears in her eyes, muttering in a low voice, "I won't argue with her, but you should give me a chance." Ah, I am willing even if it is secretly."

She stood in the shadow for a long time, then slowly walked towards the school.

Behind the door of the hotel entrance, Qi Lihong walked out with Weng Minhong's scarf on her arm.

She stood at the door, watching the direction Weng Minhong left in silence for a while, and then turned back to the hotel.

The restaurant where Mu Jiawen's class met for dinner was not far from Jiang Yan's side, just a ten-minute walk away.

Before calling Mu Jiawen to ask her to come down, he lowered his head and smelled his arm. The smell of wine, vegetables, cigarettes, and perfume were all mixed together, which was quite unpleasant.

Jiang Yan took off his jacket and shook it vigorously, wishing he could get rid of the outer skin of the down jacket.

After shaking it off, he put it on again. After thinking about it, he felt it was unsafe, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a big drag, lowered his head and sprayed it on the arm held by Weng Minhong.

The smell of cigarette smoke can be explained, but the scent of perfume will be disgusted by the smelly girl.

Not only was she disgusted, but he was also disgusted by the smell.

After two puffs, I felt it was not enough. When I took a third puff and was about to spray again, a voice suddenly sounded from behind me, "What are you doing?"

Startled, the smoke that was about to be exhaled came back into his throat, choking Jiang Yan and he couldn't help coughing loudly, "Cough cough cough."

Mu Jiawen looked at him suspiciously, and finally her eyes were fixed on the cigarette held in his right hand. Then she looked at his right arm and asked, "Do you want to smoke on your arm too?"

Jiang Yan:.

After coughing, he threw the cigarette to the ground and crushed it out, then bent down to pick up the trash can that bounced into the nearby trash can, and then pretended to be calm and patted the non-existent ashes on his body.

After finishing the unnecessary actions, he remembered to check whether she was drunk. After all, this girl was just as drunk as not if she didn't speak.

"Drinking?"

Jiang Yan reached out to touch her face, but she turned her head to avoid it, "It stinks so much, go wash your hands."

Jiang Yan turned around and entered the restaurant without pausing for a second, and soon walked out with a glass of warm water in a disposable cup.

After washing his hands, he wiped them with a tissue, then put them in front of her nose and asked her to smell, "Does it still stink?"

After asking, without waiting for her to answer, he held her face with both hands, lowered his head and kissed her hard, "Bad girl, you always dislike me."

After kissing Jiang Yan, she was sure that this girl didn't drink tonight.

The dinner parties in Mu Jiawen's class are relatively mild, mainly because there are many academics in the physics department, and everyone eats in a polite manner. Even when drinking, there is no push for cups and cups, and they are basically ordered.

As for the girls, no one advised them to drink, and no one even offered them drinks.

So Mu Jiawen drank orange juice at night.

On the way back, Mu Jiawen always felt that something was wrong. When she was approaching their dormitory, she stopped and turned to face Jiang Yan, squinting at him.

Jiang Yan's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he had managed to get through? Can you still smell this?

"What's wrong?" "What's wrong with your arm?"

"Okay, it's okay."

"It's okay, why are you blowing smoke up there?"

"I was given a new brand of cigarette that I haven't smoked before. Let's see what it smells like."

Mu Jiawen asked doubtfully, "Aren't they all the same? What's so interesting about them?"

Jiang Yan clicked, "Then how can they be the same? Just like the sanitary napkins you use, are the different brands the same? I've bought two types for you, one with wings and one without wings, right?"

Mu Jiawen tilted her head and thought for a moment, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

She had no more doubts and turned around and entered the dormitory building.

Jiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her entering.

But then she couldn't help but frown. Weng Minhong's behavior tonight was very unusual. She knew that he had a girlfriend, but she still insisted on posting it. Don't say anything when you're drunk, sometimes it's just what you say and do when you're drunk that are the most true.

But it happened that he and she were still partners in class work.

Jiang Yan no longer wants to be the squad leader.

The days after school started went according to plan, and Jiang Yan's class monitor did not resign in the end. Firstly, Chi Zuo disagreed, and secondly, his classmates did not agree. Because no one was convinced except Jiang Yan, so he had no choice but to continue to act.

Because of his behavior, Weng Minhong's face was extremely ugly in those days. She knew why Jiang Yan resigned from the position of monitor, because this way she would no longer have to contact her.

Even if she didn't resign in the end, Weng Minhong was not happy at all. She knew that she had messed up the matter, so she no longer approached Jiang Yan when nothing happened. When discussing something, she could clearly feel Jiang Yan's coldness towards her.

He kept a business-like tone throughout the whole process and stopped discussing with her. He just made the final decision and let her do it.

She knew that this was done to shorten the time spent meeting her.

She really couldn't understand that that night she gave up her self-esteem and went up to the pole to find him. Even if she didn't want to think about her, she shouldn't be so cold, right?

Yes, she can't compare to Mu Jiawen, but she's not so bad that he can't even look down on her, right?

Weng Minhong felt very frustrated.

Qi Lihong still sat in the last row with Liu Wenhu every day. When she looked up and looked forward, her eyes would inadvertently glance at Weng Minhong and Jiang Yan, and then lower her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Few girls in the class talk to her, and it's not that everyone isolates her. Her personality is also not gregarious. Even in the dormitory, she couldn't get involved in what everyone was talking about, and of course, she didn't think about interfering.

Among so many people, Weng Minhong was the only one who was willing to take the initiative to get close to her, but that was before. Now because she is with Liu Wenhu, she doesn't want to pay attention to her.

She knew that what everyone said behind her back was not nice, so she just said she was selling.

Thinking of this, Qi Lihong twitched her lips in a self-deprecating tone. Who doesn't want to be a proud and dignified college student?

This may be easy for others, but for her it is extremely difficult.

Even without Liu Wenhu, she used to work in a humble job, was scolded by others, and bullied by tens of thousands of yuan, would she have dignity?

In contrast, the current life was something she had never dared to think about before. After all, no boy would be like Liu Wenhu. Faced with her old-fashioned and sallow skin, not only did he not dislike her, but he also patiently treated her little by little. Feed.

This is the first boy she has met in nineteen years who takes the initiative to care about her and treats her well.

So what happened to being with him?

She is willing!

morning!