[Quick Travel] Poor little girl wants to be the big villain

D3 hesitated to speak, and didn't know how to answer Shen Yuan's question. As a system, it naturally hoped to bully the protagonist viciously, but D3 was clear in his heart, and Shen Yuan must have had an answer early.

Shen Yuan raised his head slightly, glanced at Xu Yan quietly through the fine strands of hair, wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak, Xu Yan was as cold as a big ice cube.

Thin white fingers tapped on the table deliberately, making a faint, irregular sound.

Like all cats trying to get their owners' attention.

Xu Yan's light-colored eyes trembled, and he listened to the class as if nothing had happened.

Shen Yuan bit his lip and then changed direction angrily and continued to pretend to be dead.

He thought that such an unreasonable cold war would last at most one class, but he didn't expect that Xu Yanlen didn't say a word to him for a whole day.

The two people who are so close seem to straddle an abyss between them, and neither of them wants to take a step.

The sun outside the window was gradually setting, and the setting sun dyed the orange sky into a vast hue. When the bell rang for the last class, everyone disappeared one after another.

He and Xu Yan were the only ones left in the empty classroom, chattering for a long time, neither of them knew what the other was thinking.

Shen Yuan's eyes were red, he bit his lower lip firmly, and randomly put the books on the table into his schoolbag.

The grievance in his heart bubbled up, he really wanted to tell Xu Yan, just coax me, I am very easy to coax.

But when he saw Xu Yan's stern side face, he couldn't open his mouth.

Once the young man's exquisite face loses its gentle smile, it becomes cold and distant, unkind.Shen Yuan looked down at the messy schoolbag, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist.

He zipped it up, and when he stood up, the chair made a screeching sound as it rubbed against the ground.

It is the last signal for the little milk cat to stay.

Xu Yan slowly stopped writing, looked up at the young master's angry steps, a dark color flashed in his eyes, and his knuckle hands calmly packed his schoolbag.

Their school implements a two-day holiday a month, even if they don't want to face Xia Han anymore, Shen Yuan has to go home, this is the rule set by Yin's father.

The smooth but rigid Aston Martin was parked on the side of the road, and the already limited models attracted many people to stop and watch.

The man in sunglasses next to the car is not very valuable, but a discerning person can tell that it is not accessible to ordinary people, which adds a bit of mystery to this car.

Many people have already speculated.

Shen Yuan lowered his head and pulled the strap of his schoolbag with both hands. He was originally good-looking, and his milky white skin became more delicate under the afterglow of the setting sun. With the handmade Western-style school uniform, he looked like an aristocrat who came out of a certain family. The young master has already become the scenery in the eyes of many people.

After a while, the small square has caused quite a commotion.

Only Shen Yuan lowered his head, not aware of his surroundings.

"Look, is that Young Master Yin? I heard that his temper has improved."

"That's right, I used to hide from him when I saw him, but I didn't expect Yin Yin to be so good-looking."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Young master, please bully me."

【Energy intake 16%】

Shen Yuan turned around suddenly, behind him was the bustling crowd, and there was no tall and outstanding figure as imagined.