Si Nan blocked people when he went to eat in the cafeteria at noon.

Now in school, Yan Ge and Zhao Ting are almost inseparable, and therefore, blocking her means that there is a large electric bulb Zhao Ting between the two.

Si Nan glanced at Zhao Ting: "I'd like to say a few words to her, so please step back."

Zhao Ting didn't move: "Fei Fei doesn't like you anymore. What's the point of your entanglement like this, it's a man don't do such indecent things."

Yange quickly pulled Zhao Ting's arm: "You go to the cafeteria to take a seat and wait for me. I'll pass by."

Zhao Ting didn't want to embarrass him, nodded his head, his voice was soft: "Then you hurry up, I'll order your favorite dishes."

"Ok."

Si Nan watched the interaction between the two of them like no one else, his lips clenched and his teeth were about to bite.

As soon as Zhao Ting left, he took Yan Ge's arm and strode toward a grove in front.

Yange couldn't get rid of it, but said helplessly, "Sinan, what do you have to say?"

Sinan didn't say anything, he folded the sleeve of Yange.

There are too many pinholes on the arm.

Sinan bowed his head and stared at those pinholes.

Yange could not pull back, so he had to lower his sleeve slowly.

She was probably annoyed too, her voice indignant: "Sinan, what are you going to do?"

Si Nan looked up and stared at her. She was distressed and annoyed with water vapor in her eyes. Obviously, these pinholes were a layer of scars she didn't want to open. He felt a tingling in his heart and asked calmly, "He knows your business?"

Yange bit his lip and nodded.

It was almost begging: "Sinan, I have broken up with you, I am sorry for you, and I apologized to you. Our two bridges return to the bridge and return to the road. Can you stop paying attention to my affairs?"

"He indulges you like this, obviously with bad intentions." Si Nan pinched Yan Ge's wrist: "Fifi, he is not your beloved at all, and he really does not like you. The person who truly loves you will never let you get involved This kind of thing. "

Yan Ge slightly raised his head, looked at him, his face looked like crying and laughing, like a sadness of despair.

Sinan was shocked by her expression, "Fifi, you ..."

Her expression disappeared immediately, and was replaced by his dislike and impatience: "Why do you say he doesn't like me, he doesn't like me, can it be you? Sinan, without evidence This nonsense wants to separate the two of us. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. You are so disappointed. "

She tried to get rid of his hands and turned to go.

Sinan pulled her arm again, put her in her arms, held her back with her other hand, lowered her head, and kissed her lips.

A kiss, tempestuous.

Yange struggled at the beginning, but later, gradually wrapped around his tongue, sinking with him.

"Fifi, Fifi." He murmured in the corner of her lips. "Do you still like me, I know, you still like me."

She heard this, as if suddenly reacting, shoved him away and ran forward.

Si Nan stood on the spot and looked at her distant back, her face sullen.

Si Nan contracted Zhao Ting again.

The two had a fight and were both injured.

Yan Ge looked at Zhao Ting, who was swollen with cheeks, sitting beside him, and asked him curiously, "Did you fight with Sinan?"

Zhao Ting automatically understood it as a word of song, which was concerned about him: "I'm fine."