Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 149 Rebellious Brother Is A Little Sweet (17)

Broken hair hangs over the eyebrows and eyes, the young man is a little helpless, a little gentle.

"Save it until after the cold medicine at noon."

He smacked his lips again and nodded.

Well, then she will wait a little longer.

but……

He raised his face again and looked at Song Yu seriously.

"Remember to bring more sugar next time."

The hand holding the thermos cup drooped naturally, Song Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and responded softly.

"Ah."

When Tang Ying, a little gossip expert, ran in from outside in a hurry, He was pondering over a math problem again.

She slapped the number that He You just finished writing, her tone was very excited.

"Xiao Ke! Our class is going to transfer students again!"

He You: ...She thinks she might know who it is.

Their class is very popular these days, and everyone has specified that they want to be transferred to their class.

Soon the transfer students came over, besides An Ran who He You had expected, there was another person who shouldn't be here.

Du Pian.

He looked up at the boy with a gentle smile and extraordinary temperament on the stage, and frowned.

"What's going on? Why is the hero here?"

Xiaolu: "...that's what I want to say, the so-called hero is also in trouble."

Originally at this point in time, Du Pian should have started to learn experience with the help of his father and stand out, but now, he actually left Kyoto and came here to be an ordinary high school student.

He raised his eyebrows again: "Is he being tricked by the luck snatcher?"

Xiaolu faltered: "At first, I felt that there were two luck snatchers, but now I don't feel the existence of the other person at all."

He has no expression on his face: "What do you want to say?"

Xiaolu shrinks her neck: "Exactly, that is to say, this may be the hero's decision."

Although it is unbelievable, this is indeed done by the male protagonist himself.

He widened his eyes again: "Is he crazy? Destroying his future."

However, these have nothing to do with He You, what she cares about is how to get him back from the derailed fate.

Xiaolu: "Let the hero go back."

Easier said than done.

He didn't bother to get angry anymore: "Am I his father? If I tell him to go back, he will go back."

Xiaolu was aggrieved: "Why are you getting angry at me? Anyway, let him go back before the college entrance examination. Take your time and think of a way."

He sighed again: "What's the use of you?"

Little Green proudly puffed up its small chest: "My existence is value, and other patron saints still do their tasks alone."

He slapped it hard again, almost knocking off its hard-to-condense head.

She rested her chin, looking puzzled.

"So why on earth are you following me?"

Could it be that because of her special status, she is not the patron saint formed by the aura of heaven and earth, and the destiny does not trust her to perform the task alone, so she sent a little green to accompany her?

After listening to her conjecture, Xiaolu muttered and rubbed her little head.

"Destiny is not that caring."

It was not sent by destiny.

He chatted with Xiaolu here again, but on the surface, he looked like a nympho with his eyes glued to Du Pian on the podium, reluctant to take his eyes off.

Du Pian noticed the burning eyes of the girls in the audience, and he frowned indistinctly.

He has experienced many such things, but it still feels uncomfortable to be stared at.

The girls in the audience had clear eyebrows and good looks, but they kept looking straight in Du Pian's direction.

Song Yu in the back row suddenly withdrew his legs and leaned lazily against the wall. The characters in the mobile game were dead, and his eyes drooped down, looking in a bad mood.

Because of the third year of high school, many people left the class, so the empty seats are enough.

The head teacher pointed in two directions, and assigned the tall Du Pian to the front of Song Yu in the back row, and An Ran to the diagonally opposite He You.

Tsk, it's really a narrow road for enemies.

(End of this chapter)