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Chapter 18 Reluctantly Forgive You
When Luo Weiwei was still debating whether to thank her, the people from the Disciplinary Inspection Department had finished checking and were writing down the names of the students who brought prohibited items.

There are all kinds of prohibited items, such as comic books, nail polish, etc. They are all small things. At most, they will deduct class discipline points and be scolded by Grandma Liu.

"Boss, big brother!" Song Ningyuan ran in, his face full of anxiety, and almost bumped into the person from the Disciplinary Inspection Department who happened to be going out.

He ran up to Luo Weiwei, who was full of confusion, and asked in a low voice, "My cigarette...wasn't found?"

Song Ningyuan is pretty good in everything else, except that he has a cigarette addiction at a young age.

After Grandma Liu was informed of this by Song Ningyuan's family, she often looked through his drawers. As the eldest brother, Luo Weiwei could still help out by borrowing the drawer from the younger brother to put cigarettes or something.

When Song Ningyuan said this, Luo Weiwei noticed Fan Yihang's surprised expression out of the corner of his eye.

She didn't think too much about it, and she kicked Song Ningyuan's calf for fear of letting her stretch out her right foot.

"I was almost killed by you!!"

"Almost" means nothing.

With Luo Weiwei's words, Song Ningyuan felt relieved.

He clasped his hands together and thanked him: "Thank you, big brother, for your kindness and virtue, I will never forget it!"

"Okay, get out!" Luo Weiwei was extremely irritable.

She was not afraid of being called a parent, but at that time, she panicked for no reason.

It would be fine if the cigarettes were really hers. Luo Weiwei is a brave person, but the problem is that the cigarettes are not hers. Why should she be scolded for this?
Besides, according to her personality, she would never confess Song Ningyuan.

It's the younger brother who betrays the elder brother, how can the elder brother betray the younger brother?

All in all, all in all, Luo Weiwei decided to apologize to Fan Yihang.

Just say thank you!It's a big deal, and it won't lose a piece of meat.

Luo Weiwei took a deep breath, clenched her hands into fists, and just turned around when Fan Yihang suddenly said, "Sorry."

Luo Weiwei: "..."

Um?Seems like something is wrong?
After Fan Yihang said sorry, he probably also felt that what he said was a bit inexplicable, so he explained: "I thought...that cigarette belonged to you."

Luo Weiwei rolled her eyes in her heart.

She thought what he was doing, but she didn't expect to apologize for such a trivial matter.

"Compared to this," she said, "I'd rather you let someone else sit in my seat."

Fan Yihang was slightly taken aback, he suddenly understood why Luo Weiwei lost her temper before.

Luo Weiwei was jealous.

He explained seriously: "I didn't let her sit."

Luo Weiwei: "Really?"

Fan Yihang nodded.

He thought about it, and felt that it was indeed his fault, and he didn't like other people sitting in his seat, so he added: "I won't let others sit in your seat in the future."

Luo Weiwei felt a little more comfortable in her heart, but she still deliberately "hummed" twice, curled her lips and said, "It's hard to forgive you!"

Fan Yihang breathed a sigh of relief.

It's true that he likes to be quiet, but he doesn't like Luo Weiwei's inexplicable state, which makes him feel... feel like his chest is congested.

But now, he felt that even his breathing was a little easier.

Luo Weiwei looked at the lactic acid bacteria Fan Yihang put on the corner of the table, and reached out to Fan Yihang: "Give it back to me."

Give it to her, it is her lactic acid bacteria.

Fan Yihang leaned back on the chair, turned the pen in his right hand and asked, "Aren't you going to drink?"

Luo Weiwei: "I want to drink now."

As she spoke, she leaned over, stretched her arms and took the lactic acid bacteria from the corner of the table on his left.

The end of her hair brushed against Fan Yihang's arm, itching, with the fragrance of jasmine.

(End of this chapter)