The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

the next day.

When Chacha woke up, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

She turned her head in astonishment, and then saw an enlarged face.

"Jiang Lihuan?"

The little girl gave a soft cry.

Then fell into thinking.

stupid.

Anyway, very dumbfounded.

She didn't understand why she fell asleep in Jiang Lihuan's room again?

Thinking room.

Jiang Lihuan woke up and looked at the little girl calmly, their eyes met.

It stands to reason that there should be sparks colliding.

However, the reaction of a little girl like Chacha who doesn't understand the style is always different from ordinary people.

She sat up abruptly from the bed.

He didn't ask why Jiang Lihuan was lying with her, nor what happened last night.

Instead, she looked at him sadly.

"Did we get up late? We got up late, so we didn't have breakfast?"

The aggrieved appearance made Jiang Lihuan reflect silently, did he cook less these days?

Did he not feed the little girl?

So much so that the little girl can't say anything without food.

then.

this morning.

Without further ado, Jiang Lihuan made three breakfasts, one for himself and two for the little girl.

Chacha looked at the breakfast, "..."

The wet eyes are full of firmness, I think, I can finish it for two people! ! !

When the two arrived at school.

Already late for a class.

The little girl walked in very calmly.

Jiang Lihuan also followed her in, and the young man returned to his previous coolness and indifference.

No one dared to ask what happened.

Why are the two late together...

In short, there was another bloodbath on the forum.

They are all speculating about the relationship between the two.

When Chacha arrived at her seat, she suddenly found that Fu Yang's seat was empty, as if she didn't come to class?

She sat there, tilting her head and thinking for a moment.

Although Fu Yang didn't do anything other than sleep on the table.

However, Fu Yang doesn't seem to have the habit of skipping classes.

The little girl felt inexplicably uneasy.

Immediately afterwards.

She caught An Wei with precise eyes.

She whispered, "Anwei?"

Anwei heard the voice and turned to look at her, his eyes seemed a little red.

Chacha froze for a moment, "Are you crying?"

An Wei, "...I didn't cry, you read wrong, how could I cry?"

Chacha nodded as if suddenly realizing something, and replied perfunctorily, "...Well, you didn't cry."

I shouldn't expose you.

Boys, although they can cry casually, but they must not be seen casually.

Therefore, she cannot expose him.

She wants to cooperate.

Moreover, about whether to cry or not, let it go first, she has more important things to do.

She asked softly, "Did you see Fu Yang? Where did my stupid deskmate who sleeps on his stomach go?"

Originally, An Wei's eyes were only red, but when he heard this, his eyes became even redder.

Chacha, "...Don't cry...ah no, you didn't cry, don't turn your eyes red, where's Fu Yang?"

An Wei shook his head, then lowered his head and remained silent.

A miserable look.

Chacha's eyes flashed, oh, her sixth sense seems to be right again.

Chacha, "What happened to him?"

An Wei remained silent.

Chacha, "Is it related to Fu An?"

Anwei buried his head directly in front of his chest, looking as if he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Chacha was very displeased, "Where are they? Do you want to watch Fu Yang get beaten? Or do you not believe in my ability?"