Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

The warm breath, with the refreshing taste of mint mouthwash, sprayed gently on the earlobe, bringing a burst of numbness like insects and ants gnawed.

Mu Nanyu gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw, but he couldn't hold back the heat from his body, which made the roots of his ears red and bleeding.

Bai Jingtan withdrew his hand slowly, and the heat from his body was quickly withdrawn, but Mu Nanyu didn't dare to look into his eyes, subconsciously, he always felt that the other party's eyes looking at him contained an unknown smile.

Maybe he was laughing at him for turning his ears red?

The desire to win and lose was aroused at once.

"is it?"

Mu Nanyu's slightly protruding Adam's apple rolled twice, and he stared blankly at Bai Jingtan's neck, which was close at hand, feeling that the red mole was both abrupt and eye-catching on the cold white skin.

His voice was a little dry, but his tone was pretending to be relaxed.

"I don't think it's very close."

The corners of Bai Jingtan's thin lips moved slightly, and the hand that was still clasped on the back of his chair pressed down more and more forcefully as the car made a sharp turn. The light blue blood vessels under the skin slightly raised, and the nails were almost left Make a mark.

The amber-colored phoenix eyes flicked slightly, and it was unbearably cold under the lens.

Mu Nanyu was a little guilty of being stared at by Bai Jingtan's unpredictable gaze, and crossed his legs to make himself look a little more at ease.

Just as he was about to ask him why he didn't leave after fastening his seat belt, a gentle force suddenly came from the top of his hair.

Mu Nanyu was stunned for a moment, caught a dark smile in Bai Jingtan's eyes, and realized that it was too late to reach out to stop it.

The gentle force on the top of the hair suddenly intensified and turned into a cat-like rubbing, which made his soft and docile black hair a mess.

"Bai Jingtan, you—" Mu Nanyu quickly grabbed Bai Jingtan's wrist and stopped the loss in time, "Who allowed you to touch my hair?!"

The boy's bright and sunny eyebrows were slightly annoyed, his eyelashes cast a few shadows on his skin, and his clear voice was obviously angry, because it was a bit hoarse, and it was like a kitten with blown hair calling.

"It's what you said, I don't think it's very close."

Mu Nanyu didn't realize for a moment that the two had nothing to do with each other, it was Bai Jingtan who was making unreasonable words, and subconsciously followed his words.

"Then our relationship is not close enough to be like this—"

"You and Lin An's relationship is enough?" Qing Leng's voice suddenly sank, with a cold tone at the end.

Mu Nanyu's rebuttal words got stuck in her throat.

"The two of us have known each other for more than ten years, and we can't compare to a person who has met twice."

Bai Jingtan's voice paused, and his thin lips tugged lightly. Mu Nanyu watched the faint smile on his lips disappear along with the temperature of his palm on top of his hair.

The next moment, Bai Jingtan retreated to his position, seemingly disappointed.

The slender eyelashes are drooping, and the three-dimensional facial features are hidden in the darkness with the light behind them. Occasionally, a bright sunlight will pass by, but the dark side appears colder and a little lonely.

"Sorry, not in the future."

Mu Nanyu let go of Bai Jingtan's wrist in a daze, blinked twice to observe the other's reaction.

When he said the phrase "I don't think it's very close", he just wanted to choke Bai Jingtan and save face, which was really against his will.

It's just that after so many years of getting used to fighting against Bai Jingtan, he instinctively felt that it was nothing.

There was a moment of silence in the car, so quiet that even Guan Fang, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, noticed something was wrong and turned to look at them.

"Brother Yu, Brother Tan, what's the matter with you two—oh, Brother Yu, your hairstyle is cool enough!"

Mu Nanyu glanced sideways at Bai Jingtan for a few consecutive times, raised his hand to pull his hair, and said to Guan Fang.

"It's nothing, turn back, turn back, don't you feel tired from twisting your head?"

As the silence spread, the boy's slender knuckles flicked his hair more and more slowly, and he glanced at Bai Jingtan more and more.

But the people around him just sat quietly, their spines still straight, their eyes slightly lowered, their faces expressionless.It was as if an invisible wall of ice had been built around his body, which was very different from usual.

Too cold to be warm.

Mu Nanyu let out a little irritated "tsk".

Why didn't I see before that Bai Jingtan was so sentimental and glass-hearted?

Obviously, he was quite straightforward when he tore up the girl's love letter and threw it into the trash can.

Mu Nanyu bit her lower lip lightly, feeling that her lips were a little dry from the air conditioner, just like the emotions surging in her heart, it was dry and dry, and it made people's head hurt.

It is true that this time he was the first to say the wrong thing.

If Bai Jingtan hadn't helped him out just now, he really didn't know how to finish this meal with Lin An normally.

Mu Nanyu's feet with Erlang's legs crossed subconsciously trembled slightly, and his thumb kept rubbing against the edge of his index finger, almost rubbing his fingertips red.

But what would he say if he apologized?

Was Bai Jingtan angry because he and Lin An got too close?

Or are you angry because of the bad relationship between the two of them?

Hasn't the relationship between the two of them been like this since childhood?

Mu Nanyu pondered for a long while, his thoughts drifted away, and suddenly he drifted to the school grass ballot.

It dawned on me.

I get it, Bai Jingtan is afraid that he will be too popular and attract too many peach blossoms, and he doesn't know how to reject people, so he will be easily abducted and fall in love.

A top student like Bai Jingtan must not see him falling in love before he has passed CET-[-] or CET-[-], has not yet obtained a second-level computer certificate, has not been the first in the end of the semester, and has not yet taken the graduate school.

He still manages leniently, exactly the same as when he was a child, insisting on supervising his studies and fighting with his uncle.

The words of apology whirled around in his throat, and before he could say it, he was interrupted by an abrupt ringing of the phone.

People who are close to him have added WeChat, and they are usually used to the ringtone of WeChat voice calls. When the phone rings, Mu Nanyu was taken aback for a moment before realizing that it was his cell phone ringing.

It's just that his eyes touched the contact's name on the screen of the phone, and his hand that was outstretched in the air stopped suddenly. The ink in his eyes dimmed for a moment, and then lit up with an irritable heat in an instant.

"Brother Yu, why didn't you answer the phone? Could it be a scam call?"

Tens of seconds later, the cell phone of "Ding Ding Dong Dong" was still ringing.

Mu Nanyu snorted: "It might as well be a scam call."

He picked up the phone.

Without a title: "What's the matter?"

"Nanyu, you have started school for two days, why didn't you ask your father for tuition and living expenses? If I hadn't called your uncle to ask, I wouldn't know."

The voice on the other end of the phone was the voice of a middle-aged man, with a gentle tone, but it was inexplicably over-enthusiastic.

"I heard that your school takes the English test CET-[-] as a freshman. You have to study hard to prepare for the TOEFL IELTS test when you go abroad."

"Your uncle said that you are still in the swimming team of that province. Hurry up and quit! Our family doesn't need you to engage in sports. You are not doing your job properly. You didn't do well in high school. In order to let you go to Nanyang University, Dad didn't object. You practice swimming."

"But now, you should study hard to prepare for going abroad, and what's the use of studying sports? Listen to Dad, change your major, and stop swimming training."

"I'll go to the provincial team and tell you, I've prepared the money to go abroad, and I've chosen a school for you, all you have to do is—"

"All I have to do is study hard, right?"

Mu Nanyu sneered, his brows were furrowed, stained with a layer of unruly hostility.

He interrupted the other party's words unceremoniously.

"I work part-time to make money. I don't need your living expenses and tuition fees. Don't bother my uncle. Our family doesn't owe you anything."

"Also, do you want me to quit swimming and leave the provincial team?"

"I tell you, it's impossible! You'd better not even think about it."