Damn it, the poor little girl I bullied is a chaebol daughter

She was really happy!

Gu Ran was very smart, which meant that they had a greater chance of going to the same school!

Witnessed Jiang Xueli's smile.

Gu Ran was stunned.

Her smile was very shallow, but it was like a blooming Epiphyllum, which instantly amazed the entire night.

Maybe she was the only one in the school who knew that Bai Yueguang, the school beauty, had two dimples!

Because, Jiang Xueli was said to have never smiled at all.

Her high school deskmate had been with her day and night for three whole years, but no matter what happened, he had never seen Jiang Xueli's mouth corners raised.

As for why Jiang Xueli suddenly smiled at her...

Maybe she saw that she had successfully learned what she was teaching?

Or maybe she also gained a lot when she taught her?

And.

What Gu Ran didn't expect was that when Jiang Xueli didn't smile, she was so lonely and cold, but when she smiled, she looked like a sweet girl...

How could someone have two completely different temperaments, and each of them was so amazing?

Is this the legendary "If you want to compare the West Lake to Xi Shi, light makeup or heavy makeup will always be suitable"?

Jiang Xueli did not notice that Gu Ran was abnormal because of her. She saw the time on the McDonald's screen and said, "Student Gu Ran, pack up quickly. The lunch break is about to end. We should go back!"

Gu Ran looked back and saw that it was almost time. Gu Ran put the textbooks, papers, exercise books and other things back into the schoolbag, and walked out of the McDonald's gate with Jiang Xueli carrying the backpack.

Mid-to-late March of the lunar calendar.

The spring is getting stronger and stronger. The trees planted on the roadside have sprouted new buds. The weather at noon has already made people feel warm.

"Student Jiang, how did you get here?"

Gu Ran put his backpack in the basket of the bicycle and asked the girl next to him.

"I..."

Jiang Xueli glanced at the Phaeton parked in the parking space on the opposite side of the road, and hesitated to speak.

Of course, she couldn't say that she came by car. For such a short distance, the best excuse was undoubtedly to say that she walked.

But she found that she had no way to take the initiative to lie.

Gu Ran continued without waiting for her answer: "It's getting late. If you walk back, it will probably be late. I'll take you back?"

Gu Ran found that what he just asked was nonsense.

Jiang Xueli took the bus home. She didn't have her own means of transportation. It was obvious that she walked here.

Gu Ran used a questioning tone.

After all, it was broad daylight now.

He was afraid that Jiang Xueli would mind being seen by others riding her bicycle.

But Jiang Xueli nodded without much hesitation and said, "Okay!"

Her legs were very long. Even though the bicycle was not small, she only needed to tiptoe slightly when she came to the back to ride it. Gu Ran stepped on the bicycle and set off to return to school.

This place is near the school, but there is also a distance. In addition, it takes a lot of time to walk out of the school, and it is also quite tiring.

Gu Ran certainly couldn't let Jiang Xueli walk to tutor him every day. Thinking that it was lunchtime and there was unlikely to be anyone outside, he said, "Classmate Jiang, I'll give you a ride every day in the future. You can wait at the door when you go, and take a lunch break in the classroom when you come back, so you won't be seen by others."

"Okay!"

Sitting in the back seat, Jiang Xueli agreed without thinking.

At the same time, she raised her hand and grabbed the hem of Gu Ran's school uniform.

Gu Ran noticed her action.

This is normal.

Sitting in the back, there is no place to step on, and everyone will habitually want to grab something.

When Xu Kun rode a bicycle to carry him before, he wanted to untie Xu Kun's belt to make a seat belt for himself!

He was thinking more about whether he should ride an electric bike tomorrow?

After all, he couldn't let the girl sit on the back seat of a cold and stiff iron frame bicycle every day.

What if it got hurt, or something went wrong...

How much he would regret it in the future...