You Are My Entire World

Here Peaches is sitting in the classroom, looking angrily at the mobile phone on the desktop. Since Shen Mochen hung up the phone, there was no vibration, no text message was sent, and nothing was called.

Ahhhh! She was so mad!

How could this guy never find his temper so bad...

"What's wrong, Peaches? Seeing you look like you're about to eat the table, who made you angry?" Duan Yu, who had just entered from the classroom, saw at a glance that Peaches was red with a small face, faint About can almost see the smoke above her head, could not help asking.

"Who can there be, it's not that stinky Shen Mochen!" Peach burst out in a rage and exasperated words, and when she turned around to see Duan Yu's warm smile, she realized that she had just forgotten her embarrassment.

"The two of you are arguing again?" Duan Yu walked to his seat unhurriedly, tucked his basketball and coat into the block under the drawer, picked up the pure water in the drawer, twisted the lid and opened Drink it up.

"Again? Do we often quarrel?" Peach blinked a pair of **** and white eyes, watching Duan Yu lift his head to drink water, sweat falling down his forehead, his fair-white jade cheeks At this moment, there is a little reddish, it seems that it should have just played basketball.

"Oh... I can't say that..." Duan Yu "Goodong Gudong" after pouring a whole bottle of water, twist the cap again, stand up, throw the bottle in the trash can at the back of the classroom, and then wipe it After a moment of sweat on his forehead, he smiled and said towards Peach: "It should be said that your home...Shen Mochen often ignores you."

"Huh, I ignored him this time!" Peach lifted a small face and looked at him with a stubborn expression.

"Why?" Duan Yu sat back in his place again. A long, white palm lifted his chin. With a pair of deep and clear eyes, through thin lenses, he looked at her with doubt. .

"Why not..." Peach bit his lower lip and couldn't tell Duan Yu that the main content of their quarrel was around him. "Anyway, he was inexplicably angry with me and hung up on me."

"Oh..." Duan Yu nodded gently, and a long finger tapped gently on the table: "He is still jealous of yesterday's things?"

"How could... He was obviously yesterday..." Peach said, his tone gradually weakening: "The phone is dead..."

The last four words sounded like mosquitoes, with an uncertain tone, dangling from her ruddy lips.

Peach recalled Shen Mochen's phone call just now. If he ignores his irritating words, the tone is indeed sour, as if he has overturned the vinegar tank.

Duan Yu looked at Peach's expression, showing anger, then suddenly realized, and then became annoyed again, with a faint smile on his lips: "Are you sure he is jealous?"

"Uh..." Peach scratched his head and nodded gently, but still couldn't figure out, why didn't Shen Mochen be jealous when he was by his side?

"Long-distance love... but emotional killer..." Duan Yu looked at Tao Zi's confused look and kindly reminded.