The fiercest and the sweetest [ABO]

Jiang Yao naturally didn't know what happened in the classroom, he quickly ran to Jiang Yuan's class, only to find out that the third part of high school hadn't finished yet.This made Jiang Yao lean against the wall outside, his green eyes staring at the soft cloud in a daze.

This daze seemed to last for a while, Jiang Yuan came out from the inside and walked to Jiang Yao's side, but Jiang Yao still didn't respond.Looking at the absent-minded Jiang Yao, Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, bent his bony fingers into a bow shape, and tapped Jiang Yao's head with little strength.

Jiang Yao, who was beaten and hurt, stared at Jiang Yuan with tears in his eyes, his eyes were full of accusations against him: "Second brother!"

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly, and he blinked at Jiang Yao with a relaxed tone: "Okay, what are you looking for? Can't you really just come and take a look at me and leave?"

"I'm not so free..." Jiang Yao felt a headache when he thought of Xie Chen, he rubbed his brows which were unconsciously frowned, his green eyes reflected the white clouds like puppies in the sky, "Second Brother, you said Xie Chen Why do you like Mo Jia?"

"What?" Jiang Yuan was dazed by the shocking news, his mouth was wide open in surprise, and his narrow eyes were full of disbelief.

"When did this happen?"

"...Isn't there a party last Saturday? Xie Chen is out of his mind. He fell in love with Mo Jia at first sight, and now he still wants to go after Mo Jia."

Jiang Yuan's eyes, which were bigger than ghosts, finally returned to normal. He stretched out his hand to rub Jiang Yao Chengchuan's eyebrows, smiled softly in a deep voice, and rubbed Jiang Yao's earlobes intimately with his fingers, speaking seriously "You don't have to worry about this kind of thing, Xiaoyao. Mo Jia can handle it well."

Mo Jia was just playing around, she knew who couldn't be tempted.Jiang Yao raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuan hesitantly, but before he could say anything, the class bell rang again.

Jiang Yuan rubbed Jiang Yao's head, his voice was low but confident: "I assure you, nothing will happen." His dark eyes were full of unwavering confidence, and his green eyes were like a piece of The vast ocean and the sea blended directly with the stagnant water, and finally those black eyes were stained with a little green, not much enough for people to distinguish.

Jiang Yao nodded trustingly. He stood at the door and watched Jiang Yuan walk back to his seat. He lowered his head and began to write the test paper sent by the teacher seriously. Then he raised his legs and walked to his classroom, walking in a leisurely and round manner. His eyes casually surveyed everything around him.

When Jiang Yao walked back to the classroom, the teacher of the second class had already stood on the podium, his face was wrinkled by the vicissitudes of life, his mouth was smiling, and his round belly made him look like a bodhisattva for people to worship.

Jiang Yao paused his finger that was going to knock on the door, his emerald green eyes lightly swept over Yan Heng who was having a fight with Zhang Yang, and his exquisite facial features still stretched his fists and feet comfortably.

Xu Qin became nervous for no reason. She stared closely at Jiang Yao with wide eyes. The hand holding the pen couldn't help but exert force, and her fingertips began to turn blue.

The teacher glanced at Jiang Yao who was standing outside the door but didn't come in. He put down the chalk in his hand, and it was rare for him to be kind to Jiang Yao instead of raising his eyebrows: "Jiang Yao, come in."

Only then did Jiang Yao lift up his feet and walk towards his seat. Halfway through, his round eyes suddenly lifted up, and he glanced lightly at Zhang Yang. His emerald green pupils were rippling with reflected light—calm and indifferent.

Yan Heng graciously opened the stool for Jiang Yao, with a relaxed smile in his dark eyes: "Little friend, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Yang, who is an omega just like you." Yan Heng couldn't wait I hope the two can become good friends, so that Jiang Yao might restrain his temper.

Jiang Yao nodded indifferently, and casually picked up a pen with his knuckle fingers, his eyelids drooping motionlessly, his emerald green eyes reflecting the white paper on the table, with a thoughtful expression.

Zhang Yang didn't mind Jiang Yao's attitude, but instead showed a friendly smile, looking soft and weak, the dimples on his face seemed to be brewed with a ton of sake, and he would get drunk without drinking.

The teacher was calling a few students to distribute test papers, so naturally he had no time to take care of these three people.Jiang Yao gently wrote a few English letters on the white paper with his fingers, but he still seemed dissatisfied, and the sharp pen tip crossed out the words again.

Yan Heng was slightly stunned. He stretched out his hand, and the shadow was stretched to the limit against the light in the sun. Jiang Yao lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Heng with no emotion.

"what happened?"

"What were you writing just now?" The fully filled test paper was just handed out, and others looked at Yan Heng's high score of 148 enviously, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly when they would be able to compare with this god of learning.

Jiang Yao's fingers paused slightly, half of his emerald green eyes were covered, and his tone was relaxed and detailed, with an indissoluble indifference: "It's nothing." With his free fingers, he pulled out a piece of white paper from the drawer, and the tip of the pen pointed down vertically , the sharp pen draws a cursive English on the paper.

crush

Yan Heng couldn't help frowning, slightly bent her bony fingers, tapped the gently trembling fountain pen on the table, narrowed her long and narrow black eyes, and stared at the indifferent Jiang Yao motionlessly, with a feeling of ignorance in her heart. Why the discomfort arises spontaneously.

Zhang Yang watched the interaction between the two curiously, his round almond eyes looked extremely innocent: "Ah Heng, what does this word mean?" The soft tone was full of dependence, Yan Heng raised his eyes lightly when he heard this question, deep The tranquil eyes stared at the innocent Zhang Yang, and the dark eyes burst out with bright light.

"It means crushing." Yan Heng answered Zhang Yang's question calmly, his bony hands seemed to have accidentally grabbed Jiang Yao's slender wrist, and his persistent eyes were like moths to a flame.

Jiang Yao didn't say a word, he smiled and struggled out his hand, and the black pen drew a pattern behind the words that ordinary people couldn't understand, his emerald green eyes softened suddenly, and the corners of his mouth hooked The inaudible smile seemed to have captured his beloved world.

Jiang Yao's evasive attitude undoubtedly annoyed Yanheng, not to mention that Zhang Yang is an omega, but now Jiang Yao is so far behind him, how can this make him not angry?

Yan Heng's expression was unpredictable, he stared at the innocent Jiang Yao from the corner of his eyes, and treated Zhang Yang more gently, but when he saw Jiang Yao was about to fall asleep again, his eyebrows were tightly frowned into the word Sichuan, and his tone was serious You can still hear anger when you listen carefully: "Jiang Yao, say hello to Zhang Yang!"

Jiang Yao seemed to have heard it, he was finally willing to raise his head, his emerald green eyes were more indifferent than the deep and silent pool, the clear green eyes reflected the blue sky outside, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked—— extremely mocking .

"Why?"

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"I said, did you like Mo Jia?" Xie Chen, who was already with Mo Jia and had a stable relationship, looked at Jiang Yao lazily, like a fat orange that was full.

Without even raising his eyes, Jiang Yao put a spoon into the coffee and stirred it a few times: "I never liked it."

When Mo Jia took him, he was very young, and when he grew up and knew how to like these two words, his heart was all on Qin Yang.

"If Qin Yang came back to make up for you and be with you again, would you be willing?"

"What is lost can never come back."

Jiang Yao smiled softly, but his emerald green eyes glowed coldly, and his bony fingers trembled slightly as he grabbed the small spoon, pretending to be calm.

Xie Chen stopped talking about this topic, instead he leaned on Jiang Yao's shoulder with a smile, his black eyes lazily looked out of the glass window: "When are you going back?"

Yanheng had already called Mo Jia countless times, and she almost went to the door to rob her.

"I'm not welcome?"

"How dare you not welcome the baby, just solve the problem if there is a problem, don't fight coldly. The cold war will hurt the relationship a lot." Xie Chenchun taught, and he also knew that Jiang Yao and Yanheng both like to hold things to their hearts. The only thing is to let the other party worry less.

Love isn't supposed to be like this.