you look a little handsome

Chapter 293 I Cover You

The teaching building was very quiet, Luo Weiwei walked up the stairs, only her footsteps were heard, and occasional laughter came from a distance, all from the west playground.

She deliberately lowered her footsteps, wondering what Fan Yihang was doing.

In fact, you don’t need to guess to know that you must be writing a question.

In his world, it seemed that there was nothing else to do except writing questions. This alone made her feel very sad, as if that sentence said: "The excitement belongs to them, and I have nothing."

She wants to bring him excitement and happiness.

Luo Weiwei made up her mind, her steps became much lighter, and she quickly walked to the front door of her classroom.

She didn't go in, but leaned slightly to look in.

The lights in the classroom were all dimmed, only the light of the setting sun fell in, leaning on the focused young boy, casting a shadow on his side.

I have to say that she won't get tired of watching Fan Yihang's serious appearance ten thousand times.

Fan Yihang seemed to be aware of it, he held the pen between his fingers, and with a little ingenuity, the pen turned in a beautiful circle.

He looked up at her, with a little confusion in his eyes.

"Why did you come back?"

Probably because he hasn't spoken for a long time, Fan Yihang's voice is a little hoarse, but it sounds better.

When she was discovered, Luo Weiwei stopped hiding, limped into the classroom, tapped Fan Yihang's table with her right hand, and said, "Go, brother will take you to eat meat."

Probably because he was too unprincipled, Fan Yihang took a look at her and then looked away, and his eyes fell on the paper in front of him again.

Luo Weiwei glanced at it, and it turned out to be a CET-[-] test paper.

"What are you doing with this paper now?" Luo Weiwei's eyes widened like she was reading a bible, and found that she couldn't even understand the first question.

Fan Yihang remained silent, and asked again: "Why are you here?"

"Come to find you." She pressed Fan Yihang's shoulder as a matter of course, and said, "This is a group activity, you can't be lazy here alone. Everyone is busy, so you have to come down to help."

After a pause, she added, "Grandma Liu asked me to ask you to go down and help settle the accounts."

Fan Yihang looked up to meet her eyes, and wanted to say that the head teacher had come to the class a few minutes ago to praise him for his good attitude towards study, but the words turned out to be: "Got it."

No one knew that he had been working on a grade-[-] paper for a long time, and he only finished the single choice in front of it.There are so many people in the west playground, what should Luo Weiwei do if someone stepped on her feet?
After receiving Fan Yihang's words, Luo Weiwei was secretly happy.

It was she who was smart enough to move Grandma Liu out, and only Grandma Liu could control a good student like Yihang.

Luo Weiwei's secret joy was not well hidden, it all fell into Fan Yihang's eyes.

He collected the papers calmly and stood up, his lips pursed slightly with an inaudible arc.

"Hurry up." Luo Weiwei walked in front, urging Fan Yihang, as if she wasn't the one who hurt her foot.

"Go slowly." Fan Yihang frowned unconsciously.

"There's a shortage of people over there, I can't wait..." Luo Weiwei staggered in the middle of her words, and just about to support the wall, a big hand firmly grabbed her back and helped her stand still.

The hand quickly pulled away again, and Fan Yihang's reproachful voice sounded: "Do you want to be paralyzed?"

Luo Weiwei shook her head, then nodded, and said playfully: "I really thought about it before. If I am paralyzed, I can do nothing and lie on the bed waiting to be fed. It is a winner in life."

Fan Yihang showed an unbelievable expression that was almost terrified, and before he could think of how to stop her absurd idea, Luo Weiwei said: "I'm just kidding! You are scared. If I am paralyzed, who will protect you? "

Luo Weiwei smiled, looking a bit cheap, but her eyes were extremely serious.

That feeling...how to say?

Fan Yihang really wanted to pat her head and tell her: I don't need your cover, I will protect you, I am much stronger than you imagined.

But he was not good at expressing himself, and he was afraid that he would puncture the paper on the window, so he swallowed the words in the end, and finally pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, and said nothing.

……

The west playground is overcrowded.

The flea market is a school-wide activity, and seniors and seniors in the third year of high school can also participate, so it is more lively than usual.

As soon as Luo Weiwei and Fan Yihang arrived at the flea market, a third-year senior in high school greeted them and introduced the things in their class to Fan Yihang with a bright smile.

"We even have review materials here, junior, why don't you come over and take a look?"

This senior sister had just finished speaking when another senior sister ran over with a plate in her hand and said enthusiastically, "Student, we have our own nougat here, come, try one."

As the senior sister said, she put a small piece of nougat directly into Fan Yihang's mouth.

Fan Yihang subconsciously looked at Luo Weiwei next to him, and found that Luo Weiwei was stopped by a senior in high school: "Sister, try our own nougat. It doesn't cost money, and I will give you a can for free."

Free gift?
Luo Weiwei swallowed her saliva, her eyes brightened.

It looks delicious...

Just as she was about to reach for it, a wall of people blocked her, completely covering the senior's voice.

"Sorry, she doesn't like sweets." Fan Yihang said, turned slightly, pulled Luo Weiwei's sleeve with one hand, dragged her away from the senior and left.

The senior who handed the nougat just now showed a regretful expression.

"I said, I don't even eat such delicious nougat."

The senior sneered and said, "You want to say that such a good-looking senior doesn't accept the nougat handed over?"

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

Senior: "I have no objection, but that school girl is really good-looking. We men like to look like this. It can be sweet or salty."

The senior sister showed an envious look: "Yeah, she is beautiful and full of energy. It's not like us, who are so tormented by the heavy studies that we don't even have the mood to put on makeup. It's hard to put on makeup today, and the junior already has a beautiful junior." .”

Luo Weiwei was pulled several meters away, still thinking about the milky white nougat, it looked delicious...

She looked up at the back of Fan Yihang's head, after weighing it up, she felt that Fan Yihang was more attractive.

But she suddenly thought of the scene just now, she quickened her pace, walked side by side with Fan Yihang and asked, "Fan Yihang, do you have selfish motives in being so anxious to drag me away?"

The more times a person makes himself sentimental, he doesn't have to worry about being ashamed.

Fan Yihang glanced at her, "You think too much" in his eyes.

Luo Weiwei pursed her lips and shook her head: "Anyway, I'll just think you have selfish intentions."

Fan Yihang looked at her embarrassing look, and didn't say anything else, he just thought that it's fine for these third-year guys not to study hard, and they even came out to hook up with elementary school girls, and there was no plan in life.

So Fan Yihang, who had a very planned life, was brought by Luo Weiwei to the booth of his class to help settle the account of Oden cooking.

"16 dollars."

"eleven."

"Nine."

"Six dollars and five."

(End of this chapter)