Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 785 Sports Students vs. Dance Students 18
Physical education classroom.

Pei Xuyan came back with a Coke, and the other boys were in disbelief: "Brother Yan, what's the matter with you? Why did you come back so soon!"

"Don't make a fuss in the future." Pei Xuyan only said one word, sat on the ground and threw the drink that Guan Yuenan just sent to them: "Drink."

Then he picked up his phone, found Guan Yuenan in WeChat, transferred double the amount of money to her, and deleted it neatly with a swipe of his fingertips.

It happened that the sunlight passed through the golden branches and leaves of the century-old ginkgo tree, and there were patches of mixed light and dark spots on the floor.

The girl's dancing posture was shrouded in the sun, while Pei Xuyan's figure was sitting in the shadows, her long legs were bent, and she was holding a soda can in her left hand. The freshly frozen soda was still steaming, creating a humid temperature in her hand.

He slightly raised his head and looked at the dancer who looked like a white swan in the center. He casually grasped the top of the soda can with three slender fingers. The index finger was bent and easily buckled into the ring. The veins on the back of the hand would bulge when he exerted force.

"Clap" sound.

The tab of the can was pulled open with one hand, followed by the crackling sound of soda pop.

This subtle sound can be clearly heard in the quiet physical education classroom, and even the air is filled with the smell of carbonated drinks.

Qi An acted as if he had never heard of it, his spirit was highly concentrated and focused, he could no longer notice everyone around him, his soul and dance were one.

The dance teacher looked at the group of girls in front of him, frowning slightly.

The girl is jumping lightly in the classroom, her skirts are flying, her toes are spinning, and her elegant dancing posture brings people into an elegant and sacred artistic realm. Her seemingly slender body contains a sense of rigidity and softness. Her talent is very contagious, just like a dance The jewel in the crown.

When she dances, she has a unique classical romantic color, almost pious and pure, and even the sun is a pilgrimage.

"Brother Yan, how's it going?" Tang Chenmao smirked in Pei Xuyan's ear, "First place in the art test, isn't it awesome?"

Pei Xuyan raised his hand and took a sip of the soda, the sizzling coolness spread in his mouth, and while his Adam's apple rolled slowly, he uttered two words: "It's okay."

Deep and hoarse.

"Is this okay?!" Tang Chenmao couldn't believe it, "How high-sighted are you?"

The girl's black hair, ruddy lips, the skirt is white, and the waist is flexible, pure to the bone is the deepest desire.

It was the first time that Pei Xuyan made a mistake in judging a person, maybe he had to take back the words that the other person had no desire to conquer.

Most of the outline of the man's body was hidden in the dark, holding an empty soda with one hand, the temperature was still cold, and he was clasping it one after another.

The crackling sound of carbonated drinks still seemed restless and kept ringing in my ears.

Pei Xuyan looked at her from top to bottom, her eyes were not shy and straightforward.

The girl's sacred dance was coming to an end, and the last round of footsteps spun, and the hem of the skirt drooped, and he suddenly smiled.

The dim light cuts an indifferent shadow on the side of the high bridge of the nose, so that it is difficult to see what kind of gesture the smile with thin lips is.

The metal texture of the can was squeezed into the palm of the hand, and it was slowly squeezed hard, making two unbearable slaps and struggling sounds, and finally collapsed in the slender finger bones, the tab fell, fell on the ground, and rolled out for several meters. Finally, it stopped by the girl's ballet shoes.

Qi'an looked down in a daze, froze for a moment, then looked at him subconsciously.

Pei Xuyan's expression was strange, an appearance he had never seen before.

Like burning scarlet cigarettes, desire is slowly ignited, and the heat burns people.

It's frightening and you want to run away.

The danger of being targeted screamed in his bones, Qi An hesitated for a while, picked it up, walked over, stopped a step away from Pei Xuyan, and handed it to him: "Your."

Qi An said seriously: "Don't litter."

She stands, he sits.

It should be a weak posture, but for some reason, it reveals a high-ranking look down.

"Mine?" Pei Xuyan repeated her words.

Next to him, Tang Chenmao pushed him and said don't scare the freshmen, buddy, now is not the time to be cold.

Pei Xuyan raised his hand and clasped the ring in Qi An's hand.

He pinched the other side, while her fingertips were still caught in the ring, and she was pulled forward a little, the corners almost cut the skin, Qi An quickly retracted her hand, carried her fingers back, and rubbed her two hands in distress. fingertips.

What Pei Xuyan thought at that moment was that this pull ring could just fit on her ring finger.

"pat"

There was a crisp sound.

The silver-white light metal pull ring was thrown into the can, collided with the can body, and finally fell to the inside.

"Okay, thank you junior for reminding me." Pei Xuyan didn't stand up, her posture was loose, her long legs were stretched out, a little too long, revealing her thin ankles, and her sneakers were clean.

Qi An wasn't too embarrassed, she said it's okay, her voice was soft, she was used to focusing on others when she spoke, and she always felt it was a kind of respect.

At this moment, from such a perspective, he just happened to see the opponent's black T-shirt rising and falling with his breathing, and the collarbone drew a deep dimple with the movement of leaning back, and he could see everything at a glance.

Qi An didn't dare to look down any further, so he could only stare at his shoes, said it's okay again, then turned and left.

"Pei Xuyan—" Guan Yuenan came back with red eyes, watching that scene from a distance, trembling with anger.

Why can he be so nonchalant after rejecting her, without any guilt?

Following Guan Yuenan's shout, all eyes looked over, some were curious, some were probing, and some were disdainful.

Only Pei Xuyan didn't respond.

Guan Yuenan came over, pointed at Qi An and said: "It's because of her, right?" She said to Qi An, "You meddle in other people's feelings, do you want to be ashamed?"

Qi'an:? ? ?
Qi An was particularly shocked and at a loss: "Sister, do you have feelings?"

Being single, people like Pei Xuyan don't know how to lie, there is no need for it, and since they are not boyfriend and girlfriend, they can still pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend under the premise that the other party clearly refuses, which is really cheap.

"I am the one who rejected you, not her." Pei Xuyan said indifferently, "Call me if you have the ability."

"I wish you one day too, and you will be let down by your heart!" Guan Yuenan paused every word, wiped away her tears, turned and ran out.

Tang Chenmao was really speechless: "Oh my god, what is she talking about? She was the one who was pestering you all her heart, talking nonsense outside, you didn't catch her, and the money I spent on you was doubled back , how can I have the face to say such a thing, I—”

The more Tang Chenmao talked, the more he couldn't stop, Pei Xuyan interrupted him: "Okay, let's go."

As Pei Xuyan left, the classroom was almost dispersed.

The sunlight outside slanted westward, and it fell on the red track that circled from the playground.

The footsteps of the person in front suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, Brother Yan?"

"Wait a minute."

Pei Xuyan does things as he pleases, depending on his likes and dislikes, he doesn't really think about others, and there is indeed his factor in getting Qi An involved, he walked out two steps and then stopped.

(End of this chapter)