After finally getting to the gate of the college, Yange was really relieved. After she bowed to Li Che and said goodbye, she ran away.

Li Che smirked and looked at Yan Ge's back.

This is the school flower of Youth University.

If it is a school flower, it seems that it will not be so difficult in the days of Youth University.

Xiaohua does not speak, which is in line with his condition of being quiet and good at his girlfriend.

The school of flowers and arts, aesthetics is good, dress and dress will not be too backward, well, this is also a scoring item.

Xiaohua didn't have any rice grains left when she ate. Well, Li Che was very satisfied with this.

So, this school flower, he is set.

Yan Ge never met Li Che again by taking a bus home in the afternoon.

But the next morning, she met the guy while waiting for the bus stop.

I know this guy will never let go of the bus.

"Sister Xue, what a coincidence."

What a coincidence, obviously this guy is waiting for her here.

Chicken puppet: "Smelly shameless, this must be a fake powerful person."

Nine-tailed: "Just go straight to like it. This guy has been winding around. Yesterday has been around today, not even a handle, it's nothing like a male."

Yange Chao Li Che smiled, that is, only stopped smiling.

Li Che made a qualified messenger on the bus. After getting out of the bus, he took out a thermos pot from his backpack and handed it to Yange: "I have already drank the soup stewed by my family and brought you something. Sister Xue, try it. We will see you in the cafeteria at noon. Then you will return my thermos. "

Yan Ge didn't answer, she typed on her mobile phone: "My mom will make me breakfast every day."

"Oh, then, then you'll be snacking after class, and there are snacks in it."

Yange shook his head and hit the phone: eating in the classroom tastes too much, and I don't have the habit of snacking, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it.

After the fight she smiled apologetically at him, then turned and left.

Although she smiled very shyly, she turned around and walked away, without any attachment.

Li Che didn't expect that his face value could not be touched in Yange, even the warm man did not respond here.

He looked at Yange for a while before he reacted. He was busy and ran a few steps to follow Yange: "Sister, are your courses open? I really want to listen to yours."

Yan Song did not respond.

Li Che: "Sister Xue, when are you going home in the afternoon, together?"

Yan Song did not respond.

Li Che: "Sister Xue, I find that you have a good temper and look very gentle. You must have a good temper on weekdays."

Yan Song looked up and smiled gently at him.

When passing the playground, a ball suddenly hit the song in the distance. Li Che hadn't responded yet, and the song had already pulled out a small wok from the schoolbag. Shoulder football.

The football slammed and was smashed.

No, it's not a cricket. It was smashed into several petals, like a watermelon that fell to the ground.

Slowly put the small wok that seemed to be slap back into the schoolbag again.

Yange seemed to think of Li Che standing beside him.

So he looked up, his eyes softened, and he smiled softly at him.

Li Che: ... how is the smile of Xuejie making him goosebumps?

His eyes were weak and he squinted at the watermelon ball on the ground, and thought about which one of his body and football is stronger ...