Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Kuang Mu understood what Ji Xiaohuan was trying to imply, his heart tightened, and he clenched his fists, so hard that the veins on the back of his hands were faintly visible under the skin.

Standing straight in the corridor, he didn't answer Ji Xiaohuan's words, but just stared at Ji Xiaohuan, his eyelashes trembling slightly, the more he stared, the redder his eyes became, and tears dangled in his eye sockets after a while .

Ji Xiaohuan raised his chin slightly and looked at Kuang Mu, his expression became more and more serious.

After a while, his Adam's apple rolled, let go of the hand holding the cup, picked up the phone and started swiping it, and stopped talking.

This action is the default of Kuang Mu's willfulness.

Qiu Qing looked at Ji Xiaohuan, then at Kuang Mu's face.

Comparing the two, Qiu Qing handed the coffee to Kuang Mu, she turned her head and said flatteringly to Ji Xiaohuan: "Ji Xiaohuan...I will buy it for you next time."

"No need." Ji Xiaohuan turned his head, smiled at Qiuqing and said, "I have a picky taste, and I don't like public tastes, not to mention that I drink too much of this kind of coffee, and I'm already tired of it."

Qiu Qing understood that there was something in Ji Xiaohuan's words, and her face froze with a smile.

At this time, the class bell rang, and Kuang Mu reminded him coldly: "Class is over."

Only then did Qiu Qing reluctantly stand up, and walked away step by step.

As soon as she left the classroom, Pang Quan and Liu Hanwen surrounded her, asking questions in one go.

"Has Brother Huan agreed to get back together?"

"What did Kuang Mu tell you just now? Does he like you!"

"Sister, I skipped a class to buy that cup of coffee for you. Isn't it for brother Huan? Why did it fall into the hands of that kid?"

Qiu Qing didn't know how to answer, she couldn't understand what Ji Xiaohuan was thinking, let alone what Kuang Mu was thinking.

Kuang Mu was clearly very indifferent to her before, not replying to text messages, not answering calls, definitely not a sign of liking her.

But if Kuang Mu didn't like her, why did he act jealous just now?

Qiu Qing turned her head and looked into the classroom again, only to see Kuang Mu standing where she was, holding the coffee in her hands, as if afraid of being robbed.

Qiu Qing turned her head slightly in her thoughts, shook her head and said irritably, "How do I know?"

During the class, Kuang Mu was exuding low pressure all the time, he was sullen and didn't speak, he didn't even take notes, his big eyes stared at the textbooks on the table in a daze, he couldn't hide anything in his heart, and now He wrote the three words "unhappy" on his face.

In the middle of a class, Mr. Feng finished explaining the knowledge points, leaving questions for students to write by themselves, and they can leave school by themselves after finishing.

As soon as the teacher left, there were whispered conversations in the classroom.

Kuang Mu wrote two questions, opened his mouth again and again, and finally puffed his cheeks and asked in a low voice, "Do you like this brand of coffee?"

Ji Xiaohuan paused for a moment with the hand holding the pen, and turned his head to look at him.

Kuang Mu's expression remained unchanged, he was still looking at the book, but the slight trembling of his eyelashes betrayed his thoughts.

Ji Xiaohuan chuckled lightly: "Don't you think you're too curious?"

Kuang Mu slowly stopped the pen in his hand, frowning, he took a deep breath, turned his face and looked directly at Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan propped his head on his hands, and looked at Kuang Mu a few times, but he didn't get serious with Kuang Mu on this matter, but looked at the well-packaged coffee at the corner of the table and laughed, "You don't drink coffee. It’s really interesting to grab it.”

Kuang Mu looked at Ji Xiaohuan, gritted his teeth, suddenly he raised his hand in anger and picked up the coffee to pour it into his mouth.

Ji Xiaohuan, on the other hand, acted like a machine that started suddenly, and reacted quickly. He pressed Kuang Mu's wrist, and pressed Kuang Mu's hand back with a bang.

Ji Xiaohuan exerted so much force that Kuang Mu's hand was pressed against the table and he couldn't move. He struggled twice, his face flushed red: "What are you doing?"

Ji Xiaohuan stared at Kuang Mu intently, his eyes were cold, and the strength in his hands did not loosen.

Kuang Mu exerted so much force that even the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat, but he couldn't break free.

The two stalemate for a while, and Ji Xiaohuan suddenly clicked his tongue: "Kuang Mu, do you think it's a good thing to snatch from me? But have you ever thought that all you can snatch from me is me?" Not rare?"

Kuang Mu was stunned and stopped struggling: "Ji Xiaohuan..."

Ji Xiaohuan's words were like an ice knife, which pierced into Kuang Mu's heart unexpectedly, freezing his heart into a lump of icy meat, which shattered into powder when he touched it, it was cold and painful.

Kuang Mu had a premonition, gritted his teeth and called Ji Xiaohuan's name in an airy voice, trying to stop Ji Xiaohuan's beautiful lips from releasing the sharp sword and continuing to say those hurtful words.

Those vengeful words in Ji Xiaohuan's mouth really frightened him.

Ji Xiaohuan glanced at the coffee in Kuang Mu's hand lightly, and continued: "But even if it's something I don't want, I hate others coveting it, for example, your behavior just now... makes me Very annoying."

As soon as Ji Xiaohuan finished speaking, Kuang Mu stood up with a bang, and the chair made a sharp sound on the floor, attracting everyone's attention.

Kuang Mu's chest heaved violently, his eyes were bright red, and Ji Xiaohuan was glaring at Ji Xiaohuan with tears in his eyes.

His hair was slightly disheveled, with one black hair sticking up, he looked like a kitten that was annoyed and grinning angrily, and was about to pounce on Ji Xiaohuan and bite him in the next second.

The noise in the class fell silent for an instant, everyone looked at Kuang Mu, and even some boys stood up to watch the commotion, thinking that the two were about to fight.

But Kuang Mu just raised his trembling fingers and pointed to the cup of coffee, as if he was afraid that Ji Xiaohuan would not be able to hear what he was saying, he gritted his teeth and asked very slowly: "Ji Xiaohuan, are you really Do you think I want something from you?"

Ji Xiaohuan looked up at Kuang Mu: "Isn't it?"

Kuang Mu suddenly closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. The choking air seemed to be indigestible, and it kept hitting and lingering in his chest, making his heart ache.

It turned out that Ji Xiaohuan had always thought this way, he always thought that Kuang Mu approached him for a purpose.

Today's Ji Xiaohuan is full of hostility towards Kuang Mu, Kuang Mu doesn't know what to do, he is in a dilemma, at a loss what to do.

He wanted Ji Xiaohuan to treat him better, just like he did five years ago.

Kuang Mu, who is so delicate, came here alone, with no family or friends around him, and could only be accompanied by a dim yellow night light every night.

Everything he did was just to get closer to Ji Xiaohuan, but why in the end it only had the opposite effect.

Kuang Mu was powerless to explain, and couldn't explain it.

The facts are in front of him, even if he did not intend to, he did take away Ji Xiaohuan's most important things.

Ji Xiaohuan's biological mother - Yan Minhui.

Five years ago, Ji Xiaohuan and Yan Minhui had a quarrel, and the two never saw each other again, and Yan Minhui married into Kuang's family and became Kuang Mu's stepmother.

In the past five years, Kuang Mu has enjoyed the maternal love that he never had before, which should belong to Ji Xiaohuan.

Those are all owed to him, and he should bear it.

Kuang Mu closed his eyes, bit his lips tightly with his teeth, his body was as thin as a layer of thin wings, standing proudly and abruptly in the middle of the classroom, trembling slightly with the wind.

After a long time, Kuang Mu opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the wet corners of his eyes, picked up the coffee and walked to the last row, smashed the coffee into the trash can with a bang, and strode out of the classroom.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

Everyone in the classroom stared at Ji Xiaohuan, no one dared to speak first.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at Kuang Mu's back, the smile on his face gradually faded, he slowly leaned on the back of the chair, picked up a pen, and twirled it gently on the finger bone.

Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu have no tacit understanding since childhood, especially when it comes to eating, as long as it is something Ji Xiaohuan likes to eat, Kuang Mu will definitely not be able to eat it.

Just like coffee, Ji Xiaohuan likes to drink it, but Kuang Mu can't.

He gets a stomachache from drinking it.