School tyrant goddess look at me

Chapter 38 Transfer Student 1
"Lele! Lele!"

As soon as the morning reading class was over, Song Yixuan rushed into the second class of the second year of high school with a box of peach-flavored yogurt.

An Le and Bai Muting just looked up at her together, then lowered their heads and went their separate ways.

That picture, tacit understanding and good match, looks so pleasing to the eye.

"Hey, ignore me again!"

She has long been used to An Le's indifference to her, Song Yixuan was not annoyed, turned around and looked around, sat down on the empty seat in front of them, turned around and lay down between the two tables, and shouted hastily:
"Hey! Lele!"

Seeing that Anle still ignored her, she lowered her head and played with Xiaoxiao wholeheartedly, she hurriedly stuffed the peach yogurt she was holding into her hand, and said eagerly:
"Just wait and play! I really have something to tell you! It's definitely not nonsense!"

I don't know if it was because of the yogurt she stuffed her, or because of her words, An Le finally had a reaction.

She raised her eyes, put her phone aside, inserted a straw into the yogurt box, and said with a slight smile:
"First of all, if it's about the progress in your relationship with Gu Yunqing, you should be more conscious, turn around and go out to play by yourself."

"...Don't you want to know about my relationship status?" Song Yixuan pouted and complained.

"Now I have a very thorough understanding of your relationship status, and I can recite it back and forth. I don't need to deepen my impression. Thank you."

Since the way home last night, Song Yixuan began to tell her about Gu Yunqing helping her up with numb legs, and agreeing to be friends with her. During the process, she also emphasized how gentle he was when he helped her countless times. What a boyfriend, she was excited as if she had been injected with chicken blood during the whole process.

I thought she had calmed down after a night, but who knew, when she saw her this morning, she was still in a state of excitement, so that she accidentally heard her say it several times.

She even wondered if she was there last night. Why is what she said different from what she saw?

Ugh……

Women in love are horrible.

"...Didn't they want you to witness the love process between me and my husband!"

"..."

An Le peach blossom eyes narrowed, hidden danger.

"Should I still talk?"

Song Yixuan pressed her hand that was about to hold the phone with quick eyesight, and smiled at her flatteringly:
"I was wrong, wrong!"

An Le withdrew the hand that was held down by her, picked up the yogurt and drank it slowly, tapped a few times on the table with her slender fingers, beckoning her to speak quickly.

Song Yixuan straightened up, restrained her smile and said:
"Han Huang has transferred to our school."

After the words were finished, An Le didn't react much, she just raised her eyebrows slightly, but Bai Muting, who was beside her, who had been doing the questions seriously, suddenly raised her head, with a little surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"That's it?"

An Le made a gesture to get her mobile phone, but Song Yixuan hurriedly took her hand again and stopped her:
"This matter is not important, the most important thing is that Tang Miaomiao has also transferred here!"

"..."

An Le felt that there might be something wrong with her memory system. Why did she have no memory of the people Song Yixuan mentioned?
Seeing her confused face, Song Yixuan widened her eyes:
"No way! You've even forgotten her! We've only graduated from junior high school for less than two years! Are you the memory of a fish?!"

An Le blinked, a little innocent:
"Should I remember her?"

"..."

Song Yixuan took a deep breath, and felt that she couldn't be angry with someone with a bad memory, or she would be pissed off one day!

She patted the table, and shouted at her with hatred:
"It's that little bitch Tang Miaomiao who poured wine all over you at Uncle Xu's birthday party, causing you to almost disappear!"

(End of this chapter)