Young master, your vest fell off

Full of anticipation, cold water was poured on him, causing him to freeze in place instantly.

A few strands of wisteria hang down from the corridor, the branches and leaves have withered and fallen, and are piled up on the ground.Thick and powerful rattan is wrapped around the cement-cast ceiling, criss-crossing and entwining, casting a shade of shade.

Situ Xianran's eyes were slightly apologetic, and he rejected him cruelly, but he had no regrets in his heart.

"Really?" Ouyang Mufeng asked with a trembling voice, still a little bit unwilling to give up.

"En." Situ Xianran nodded.

In the sun, the osmanthus tree swayed its branches, and the autumn wind carried the fragrance of flowers to Ouyang Mufeng's nose.

Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Mufeng pretended not to care and smiled: "Okay, I see."

Mingming's smile was exactly the same as usual, but his eyes were covered with disappointment, and even his tone of voice was a little less warm than before.

"I'm serious about what I said just now. Now that you've rejected me, it doesn't matter. I won't give up."

It may be due to his own self-confidence and talent, even if the confession is rejected, he still has to behave politely.

What's more, he didn't feel that he had lost anything, he just thought that they didn't understand deeply enough.

Situ Xianran was slightly taken aback, as if surprised by his persistence, he was momentarily absent-minded.

When she was chasing Ye Zichen, she had such an attitude, but she was rejected twice.

"You don't have to..." Situ Xianran wanted to persuade him a few more times, but was interrupted by Ouyang Mufeng.

"This incident, let's pretend it never happened. We are still good friends, okay?"

After hesitating for two seconds, Situ Xianran nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, it's not that he doesn't even have to be friends, Ouyang Mufeng's eyes flashed joy, but he didn't give up the idea of ​​chasing Situ Xianran.

"Then, can you give me a hug? Just treat it as a comfort between friends." Ouyang Mufeng asked cautiously, for fear that she would refuse.

Such a tone made Situ Xianran feel guilty welling up in his heart, so naturally there was no reason to refuse.

Taking two steps closer, Situ Xianran stretched out his arms, gently surrounded Ouyang Mufeng, patted him on the back as if comforting him, and let go quickly.

A hug without any emotion, but Ye Zichen who rushed over looked red-eyed.

"What are you doing!"

Coming all the way angrily, Ye Zichen looked at Situ Xianran, seeing her standing there at a loss, puzzled by his arrival.

"It's just to talk for a while, why are you excited?" Situ Xianran asked doubtfully.

The moment she saw Ye Zichen again, her mood was very complicated, she was obviously the one who should be angry and irritable, but she seemed to have made a mistake and stood aside.

"Talk for a while? Hug together after a while?" Ye Zichen asked anxiously, subconsciously grabbed Situ Xianran's hand, and pulled her towards him.

But this time, he was more careful, not daring to hurt her with force.

"No, that's..." Situ Xianran wanted to explain, but didn't know what to say, so the words stopped halfway.

Obviously he had good intentions, but he couldn't explain it, and his forehead was sweating anxiously.

In Ye Zichen's eyes, it was clearly the scene of catching rape, the two must be together!

With anger in his eyes, Ye Zichen turned to face Ouyang Mufeng, his head became hot, and he punched.

Hit Ouyang Mufeng's face with a hard fist, causing him to fall back instantly.

Situ Xianran covered his mouth in fright, and after realizing it, he hurriedly grabbed Ye Zichen's arm, and scolded sharply: "What are you doing!"

Ye Zichen, who has always been calm, still has a day of provocation?Situ Xianran thought he was hallucinating.

Ouyang Mufeng came to his senses, barely stood his ground, wiped the corner of his mouth, and the back of his hand was stained with blood.

"What? You still defend him?" Ye Zichen asked with red eyes.

With a sneer, Ouyang Mufeng could tell at a glance that Ye Zichen had misunderstood, but he didn't want to explain.

"Why can't you defend me? What do you think you are, her boyfriend?" Ouyang Mufeng mocked.

Both of them are just people around Situ Xianran, at most a friend.

It's just that Ouyang Mufeng knew in his heart that the moment Situ Xianran saw Ye Zichen, his eyes changed and his movements became flustered, which was completely different from when he was facing himself, so he knew that Situ Xianran liked Ye Zichen.

But he still couldn't help wanting Ye Zichen to be angry and make him jealous, even though he didn't even have a reasonable identity.

"You don't have to worry about my identity!" Ye Zichen seemed to be stabbed in his mind, and he couldn't control it at all.

Throwing away Situ Xianran's holding hand, Zi Zichen stepped forward a few steps, wanting to hit Ouyang Mufeng again.

Who would have thought that Ouyang Mufeng saw his intention, took a step to the left first, avoided the attack, then turned around and pushed his elbow to Ye Zichen's stomach.

Stress was exerted on the abdomen, Ye Zichen bent over, frowned in pain, and took a few steps back.

"Ouyang!" Situ Xianran exclaimed, with a little anger in his voice.

"You stop fighting!"

She stepped forward to try to persuade a fight, but was frightened by a fist that was swung suddenly, and stood where she was.

The two school grass wrestled together, hitting the sore spots with punches and kicks. It didn't take long for their faces to be painted.

Situ Xianran anxiously called for help, his eyes were already moist.

The surrounding area was already full of people, and they all took out their mobile phones and frantically took pictures of the two of them.

The fight between two schoolgirls from University A was for girls. If this topic is posted on the forum, it will definitely become a hot topic!
Some people even started to stand in line to cheer for Ouyang Mufeng.

However, Ye Zichen also had quite a few fans, and they began to cheer wildly, making a lot of noise.

A tall and enthusiastic male student in the crowd ran over, pulled the two of them apart with both hands, and stopped the fist that was about to be thrown again.

"Stop beating! You're scaring me!" the male classmate persuaded.

There was anger in the eyes of both of them, but they found that there were more and more people coming around, so they had no choice but to stop.

Looking at Situ Xianran again, she quickly ran to Ye Zichen's side, and saw that the corner of his mouth was bleeding, his cheeks were red and swollen, and she shed tears in distress.

"Why are you fighting!" Situ Xianran cried and cursed.

He took out a tissue from his pocket, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Ye Zichen's mouth.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Situ Xianran likes Ye Zichen, and the previous confession made a lot of noise, and some people have already started booing in the crowd.

"Ye Zichen! Situ Xianran!"

Those who chose Ye Zichen to stand in the team were both envious and jealous, but also felt sorry for their male god who had suffered such a serious injury, and secretly cursed Ouyang Mufeng for not being human.

The two people who stopped their movements were extremely jealous, especially Ouyang Mufeng, staring at Situ Xianran's movements, a hole was burned in his heart, and the pain was burning.