Chapter 170
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"Eh? It seems like the new student really likes our Yaoyao! " Tang Xinrou leaned on the table and teased, "Otherwise, why would you come running over immediately after class?"
"I …"
Once Tang Xinrou became serious, her charming little face held a smile as she slowly gave An Feiran a look.
An Feiran's face instantly turned red. He opened his mouth and explained helplessly, "No … I-I don't like Classmate Song …"
"Oh ~ Then you hate her?"
Tang Xinrou's shoulders shook as she tried to hold back her laughter.
"No, I …"
"Rourou, you're so naughty." Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes.
An Feiran was so embarrassed that he was about to cry. "I really like Song Yaoyao, but not that kind of like. It's the kind of like that where I want to be friends with her!"
The more he explained, the more confused he became. Tang Xinrou couldn't help but fall into Song Yaoyao's arms. She laughed maniacally and instantly lost her image.
"Oh my god, this silly child is too naive! Hahahaha, it's so fun! "
She laughed unscrupulously in Song Yaoyao's arms. Her pair of peach blossom eyes were glistening, and her little face was bright and beautiful.
An Feiran's face became even redder, like a prawn.
"If you laugh again, he'll cry." Song Yaoyao glanced at her warningly.
Tang Xinrou raised her hands in surrender and sat up straight while wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.
"Oh yes, what's the matter?" Song Yaoyao raised her head curiously and looked at the shy big boy in front of her.
An Feiran licked his lips and took out a cheque. "Thank you for your help yesterday. If it weren't for you, I would have been beaten up badly. My dad asked me to pass this to you as a thank-you gift. Thank you for making me understand something! "
"Ah? What? "Song Yaoyao was confused.
She didn't even know what she had done.
"Thank you for letting me understand that being weak is useless! When you're bullied, you have to fight back! "He puffed out his chest and answered proudly.
His eyes were astonishingly bright.
Everyone: "…"
So this child was not a spy sent by Class 1, but a die-hard fan who came to chase after celebrities!
Song Yaoyao: No, I didn't!
I didn't teach you to hit people!
"Puchi …"
Tang Xinrou had just wiped away her tears. When she heard this, she could not help but burst out laughing again.
"Hahaha, my god, I really can't take it anymore. Where did this clown come from? Yaoyao, you've gained another fanboy! If we nurture him well, he might not even need to fight by himself in the future! "
She smiled as she reached out to take the check from An Feiran. She was just curious at first, but when she saw it, she choked on her own saliva.
"F * ck, cough, cough, cough …"
Tears streamed down her face, and her face turned red.
An Feiran looked at her innocently and asked anxiously, "Classmate, are you okay …"
Tang Xinrou glared at him fiercely. "What do you think?"
"Cough, cough …"
An Feiran felt wronged and explained, "Classmate Song, this is from my dad. It's only ten million yuan. Please don't think that it's too little."
Crash —
There was the sound of a bench falling to the ground behind them.
Song Yaoyao rubbed her hands together, and her dimples deepened. She said seriously, "I'm sorry."
As she spoke, she took the check from Tang Xinrou and carefully tucked it into her textbook. She smoothed out the non-existent creases with her small hands.
Only then did she smile and look at An Feiran. "Please thank Uncle for me. Tell him that I'll take care of his son in the future! With me around, you won't be bullied! "
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