Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 12 Do you want to curry favor with me?
It's a pity that the beauty was only a second, and he raised his hand and patted the butterfly to death, then bounced it away in disgust, and then blew off the dregs left on the butterfly's wings. It's the bull's head that's wrong with the horse's mouth, "Are you afraid that those gangsters will come after you?"

Is she afraid?

Of course she was scared!

But the reason is that she just doesn't want to have any unclear relationship with these people.

She wants to be clean and innocent.

But it is obvious that Duan Yicheng is not a good person. He curled his lips and smiled abhorrently, "Isn't the Lu family behind you? The Lu family is powerful and powerful in Beicheng, who would dare to mess with it? It's just a few gangsters. Wouldn't it be nice if you let Lu Jingyan help you solve it? He will help you, right? Besides, isn't your Lu family always good at dealing with this kind of thing?"

His sloppy behavior and those yin and yang words successfully angered Song Xiaolin. She said coldly: "Are you fucking sick? Crazy. If you are really sick, as your classmate, I suggest you still Hospitalized early."

She has never been a vicious person, nor is she a person who can curse others, nor is she a person who will reveal her emotions in front of others, but this Duan Yicheng has been challenging her bottom line again and again, which made her unable to bear it.

The time she lost control of her emotions was the fight over Lu Jingyan two or three days ago.

Moreover, she seemed to sense something was wrong.

This Duan Yicheng always mentions the Lu family intentionally or unintentionally, and looks like he deliberately provokes troubles, as if he is very hostile to the Lu family.

That feeling is weird and malicious.

Could it be that he has an enmity with the Lu family?
No, she must remember to ask Lu Jingyan when she gets home tonight.

At this time, the dark clouds dispersed, the shadows faded layer by layer, and the sun burst out again, filling the earth.

Duan Yicheng had no expression on his face, he just said "I don't have money to be hospitalized" and left without looking back.

His voice is obviously so indifferent, but his back is somewhat lonely and sour, as if the butterfly killed by him fell into the soil and swayed with the wind, leaving only loneliness, decadence, in the years Slowly aging, and finally even the remains disappeared with the wind, as if it had never been there.

Song Xiaolin didn't understand why she had such a sudden feeling, but she was shocked.

He said he had no money to be hospitalized, but he was able to spend the hard-earned money of his disabled mother?

But as soon as the idea came up, she cut it off.

Because she didn't know Duan Yicheng's life experience, these so-called gossip only existed in the ups and downs of rumors, and there was no way of knowing whether it was true or false.

Just like the rumors, she is a person who loves vanity and covets the prosperity and wealth of the Lu family.

But is this really the case?

this is not fair.

Therefore, if she believes that Duan Yicheng is such a person in her heart, then she is no different from those people who maliciously slandered her.

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after class.

Song Xiaolin and Xu Jiayi went to the cafeteria to eat.

There are a lot of people, and it takes a long time to get a meal.

"Little Purlin, I just saw Duan Yicheng. He fell asleep on the desk in the classroom in the last class. His dark circles are getting heavy. Could it be that he didn't sleep all night?"

Song Xiaolin ate his meal by himself: "Why do you pay so much attention to him? Do you like him?"

Xu Jiayi scratched her head, a little shy: "He's handsome..."

"Can handsome be eaten?"

"Although it can't be eaten as a meal, it's a meal."

"..."

After eating, Song Xiaolin went to pack another sauce pancake, and Xu Jiayi asked, "Aren't you going back to the dormitory?"

She nodded, "I'm going to the library to borrow a book, and I'll study in the classroom later."

Xu Jiayi couldn't help sighing: "Student master, you are crazy about reading, you don't even miss the lunch break, it's just crazy, that's all right, you study slowly, I'll go back first."

"Ah."

At school, Song Xiaolin did not have the habit of taking a nap. She usually went to the library to borrow books, and then went back to the classroom to study and summarize some key knowledge in her notebook.

Occasionally, when I get tired of reading, I lie on the table and sleep for a while, until the class bell rings, and immediately enter the study state again.

Today, she is no exception.

On the way back from borrowing books from the library to the classroom, because it was lunch break, there were not many people.

When she opened the door and walked in, she first smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

Immediately afterwards, meeting Duan Yicheng's eyes, she was stunned: "Why are you here?"

He was also taken aback, as if he didn't expect that someone would come to the classroom at this time, the air was quiet for a few seconds, but fortunately, his reaction was quite quick, he put on his clothes in a hurry, and put a few bottles of similar disinfectant Throwing things with cotton swabs into the trash can behind, looking like nothing happened.

He didn't answer, she could only cough a few times to cover up her embarrassment, walked in and sat down.

Song Xiaolin put the soy sauce cake aside, then opened the book she just borrowed from the library, but at this moment her mind was not on the book, she was thinking why did he wipe it with disinfectant?Is he injured?

Moreover, the coat he put on the table was dirty, like it was stained with mud, and it had been left on the construction site all night...

She shook her head, put all these thoughts out of her mind, and began to read carefully, taking notes as well.

Later, perhaps she was too absorbed in watching it, so that she was frightened by Duan Yicheng's abrupt words——

"You still study physics, the liberal arts you didn't choose?"

After being frightened, Song Xiaolin realized that besides her, there was another person in the classroom. It was all because she was used to no one on lunch break. She calmed down and replied angrily: "What's wrong with liberal arts? Who stipulated Can’t you study physics if you study liberal arts?”

He said "oh" indifferently, and asked again, "Then why didn't you choose science?"

Did he think he was a hundred thousand why?

She snorted softly, feeling helpless: "Because I'm not good at science." Indeed, although her grades were among the best, liberal arts accounted for the majority, and science really lagged behind.

But she never thought that he would laugh out loud. Although the laughter was not loud, she caught it clearly.

"???"

Song Xiaolin never imagined that a top student would be laughed at by a poor student?
"why are you laughing?"

He shook his head and pointed to his phone, "It's nothing, it's all because the cartoon is so funny."

But the curve of the suppressed smile at the corner of the mouth was obvious.

He was obviously laughing at her!
She poked a few holes in the paper as if venting, and suddenly remembered that he was sleeping on the table when class was over, as if he hadn't eaten in the cafeteria yet.

"Have you not eaten yet?" She looked back at him, and put the sauce pancake on his table.

The aroma of scallion oil overflowed instantly.

Duan Yicheng looked at Maoxiangbingbing, then slowly raised his head, those dark and gloomy eyes reflected her pure and clean face, he hesitated to speak and finally said, "You want to curry favor with me?"

(End of this chapter)