Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

Early the next morning, Bi Ming was about to start her morning reading with her English book, when she saw Ran Le at the front table giving her a smiley look.

"Class representative, there will be a good show to watch later."

Bi Ming already had a clear understanding of what happened yesterday after school through the system, and at this time, she still cooperated with a curious expression:

"What good show?"

"Cough, you will know when Brother Shuo arrives." Ran Le looked at the vacant seat beside Bi Ming and said thiefly.

Soon, Pei Jingshuo stepped on the bell for morning reading and went to work.

As soon as the short-headed boy with a bag in one hand entered the classroom, several girls stood up.

"Let's start quickly, how long do you want to delay?" Pei Jingshuo glanced at them coldly, then turned and walked to his place.

The girls were pale, their lips were bitten, and they stepped onto the podium under the strange eyes of others.

Lin Siqi, deputy monitor.

Li Wei, Party Secretary.

Zhang Hanya, representative of the English class.

As soon as the three of them came to power, everyone else thought that there was another class task to be assigned, and raised their heads one after another.

As a result, the next second, they saw them all bowing in the direction of Bi Ming—

"I'm sorry, Ruan Xiaoan!"

The girl whose name was suddenly called widened her eyes in astonishment.

…

This morning, the entire seventh class was like water poured into boiling oil and fried.

They actually saw the small group headed by Lin Siqi admit in front of the whole class that they had changed Ruan Xiaoan's grades, and publicly apologized to Ruan Xiaoan.

You must know that this small group is full of arrogant girls who have good grades and are favored by teachers. Asking them to admit their mistakes in public and apologize is no different from slapping them directly.

It's just that Ruan Xiaoan, the bitter master of the matter, had a good temper and forgave them on the spot.

"You... don't do this next time."

The rest of the class was a little bit upset for her.

"It would be too much if I just ignored them."

"Xiao An's temper is too soft. We were discussing rankings yesterday. Those women are simply unscrupulous."

"Before Lin Siqi and the others said Ruan Xiaoan green tea, I really believed it, now...hehe."

"According to my observation, people who say other people's tea are often the most tea themselves."

Yin Han frowned and folded several pages of his book in a distraught.

It was so funny that these people actually spoke to Ruan Xiaoan, as if they had never followed suit before.

Tang Bei, who was at the same table, was also full of righteous indignation there: "I'm so stupid, it's all the classmates playing such a cheap way, are Lin Siqi and the others sick?"

"Anyway, Ruan Xiaoan didn't lose anything," Yin Han gave him a roll of eyes, "The ultimate beneficiary is still her."

"What?" Tang Bei Xiaopangdun looked at the girl in disbelief, "Ruan Xiaoan is so unlucky, how come there is no loss?"

"The grades and rankings were changed back casually, and she was able to sell miserably in the class to gain your sympathy," Yin Han pouted, "Where is she unlucky? I think the unlucky one is Lin Siqi, who was forced to admit it publicly. Wrong, got a bad reputation throughout the grade."

Tang Bei felt that his thoughts and Yin Han were separated by the Mariana Trench. He looked at her as if he saw mustard-flavored ice cream—

"Yin Han, is there something wrong with your three views?"

"Cut, it's alright." Yin Han squinted, "You Sanguan was forced by that green tea, worrying about this and that for her all day long, do you like other people?"

"Haha, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Tang Beitou turned to the side. He now sincerely admires Pei Jingshuo, who has been entangled by Yin Han for ten years, and he can bear it.

"Are you guilty?" Yin Han sneered sarcastically.

Tang Bei's mouth pursed tightly, and his solid body moved to the side.

Can't be provoked, can't he hide?

He glanced at the other side of the corridor with a bit of resentment, and the next door was the seat that originally belonged to him.

But he didn't dare to rob Pei Jingshuo, the big devil.

A certain Great Demon King at the place he was thinking about was also upset at this time.

"Are you an idiot?" He stared at the mute bunny beside him and wondered, "You accept their apology?"

The girl was lying on the table, her soft cheeks resting on her arms, her eyelashes trembling.

"Then what can I do?"

"That group of women just sees you being bullied-" Pei Jingshuo has no choice but to take the person in front of him, "You have to be tough."

"Oh." Bi Ming turned her head sideways, her clear almond eyes looking at him like a small animal.

In fact, she knows everything, but the human heart is a very strange thing. If she behaves a little stronger, people will feel that the children on the podium who are about to cry with red eyes are even worse.

She was sure that if she really acted as "hard" as Pei Jingshuo said, maybe the boy wouldn't be as concerned as he is now.

It is precisely because Ruan Xiaoan is "simple and deceitful" that Pei Jingshuo feels so distressed and does his best to think about her.

Looking at each other for a long time, Pei Jingshuo couldn't hold it anymore: "Why are you staring at me all the time?" After speaking, his long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed for a while, as if he had noticed something, he came to her.

"Ruan Xiaoan, have you taken a fancy to me?"

The boy's voice was low and dry, like teasing, but also serious.

This time, Bi Ming did not dodge as before.

"Why are you always so rude, Pei Jingshuo." The girl's expression was calm and sincere, "I just wanted to tell you, thank you."

Pei Jingshuo held his breath.

"I know you're helping me." The corners of her lips curled up in a small arc, "You're a good person..."

"Ruan Xiaoan," the boy who was issued a "good person card" stiffened, his face suddenly turned bad, "is that what you want to say?"

The puppy's anxious appearance is also very interesting.

Bi Ming thought for a while and felt that he still had to reward the good dog who had done a good job in protecting the owner this time, so he sent out an invitation—

"I asked me to drink milk tea before, is it still effective?"

***

A tall and large black modified motorcycle stood in front of him.

The boy stepped on his long legs, put on his helmet, and looked at her sideways: "Come up."

The girl is petite, pinching the hem of her short skirt, and muttering in a low voice, "Would you like to... or forget it... Is this against the school rules?"

Looking at the pair of milky white thighs tightly together between the skirts, the boy's throat was slightly thirsty for the first time, but he quickly restrained it and took off his school uniform jacket with his backhand, revealing the black inside. Tank top and strong muscles.

"Huh?" The girl looked at his "strip show" with a puzzled face.

Then the boy's coat was thrown over and fell into her arms—

"It's stupid, it's tied around your waist."

Bi Ming grabbed the school uniform jacket that was several sizes too large with saponin incense, and looked down at her legs again. She couldn't help but blushed: "Well...Thank you Pei Jingshuo."

The wide school uniform was tied around the waist, and when it was lowered, it was already knee-length, completely covering the parts that were easy to be exposed.

"Hurry up and get in the car," Pei Jingshuo looked at the nervous girl who was helpless, "grab my waist, have you ever been in a two-wheeled car?"

Under the boy's urging, Bi Ming finally climbed onto the back seat of Pei Jingshuo's motorcycle with "incomparable difficulty", but she didn't know where to put her hands.

"Tsk, Ruan Xiaoan, hold on tight, don't fall down later." Pei Jingshuo was grabbing the hem of her clothes by her little hand, and the corners of her eyes were full of smiles.

When the accelerator was stepped on, a humming sound began, and the motorcycle drove away from the school gate like a gallop.

"Ah ah-" The little girl was finally scared, and couldn't help but let out a shivering kitten-like exclamation.

"Idiot, hold my waist and don't move." The boy reluctantly slowed down the speed of the car and turned around to tell her.

The traffic was turbulent and the crowd was like a sea.

The girl's soft hands slowly pressed against the boy's waist, forming a half-ring.

The speed was so fast, she could feel the wind whistling past her ears.

"Pei Jingshuo, where are you taking me to drink milk tea?"

In the wind, she had to raise her voice for him to hear.

The boy's eyes stared intently at the road ahead, with an uninhibited smile, and his eyebrows were flying freely.

"Wherever you go, it's up to you."