Chapter 782 Sports Students vs Dance Students 15

"It's okay." Pei Huan waved his hands, thoughtfully, "In that case, I'll leave first."

He nodded to Shao Tingbin and strode out.

When he got closer, Shao Tingbin smelled a familiar scent on him, his face grew colder, and he closed the door: "Mom, stop having contact with them."

Shao's mother stared at him and said with a good temper: "Mr. Pei is a good man, don't be too prejudiced."

Before Shao Tingbin could say anything else, Shao's mother changed the subject in an understatement: "Just in time, mom will cook for you."

Shao Tingbin felt depressed and inexplicable.

During his freshman year of high school, Shao's mother worked as a nanny for the Pei family. After working hard for less than three months, she was fired.

There is no reason. I heard that just because the employer's young master is annoying, he easily decides the fate of others.

I met him again later, at a parent-teacher conference at the end of the semester in college.

Shao's mother was very polite to Pei Xuyan, even to the point of being groveling.

At that time, the boy was sitting in the last row, and many classmates were surrounding him. He was wearing Bluetooth headsets and playing games. When he heard the sound, he raised his eyes and said, "Get out."

The word that came out of his throat made everyone focus on Shao's mother and Shao Tingbin with strange eyes.

Shao Tingbin will probably never forget that moment.

He punched him!

The mobile phone in Pei Xuyan's hand fell to the ground, the screen shattered, his face turned sideways, the corners of his mouth turned green, and his face turned pale. Then the next second, he grabbed Shao Tingbin's collar, bent his knees and pressed the opponent's stomach hard.

The fight was fierce and chaotic. In the end, Pei Xuyan had nothing to do and just handed in a self-examination report, while Shao Tingbin was almost ordered to drop out of school. This was how the relationship ended after three years of high school.

After the meal, Shao Tingbin helped his mother wash the dishes.

Shao's mother stopped talking and sighed.

"It's all my fault. It's been so long. Don't take it to heart. Xu Yan is older than you. Speaking of which, you have to call him brother. Give him some concessions and don't argue with him all the time."

"Mom." Shao Tingbin's dark eyes were filled with gloomy anger.

"You are afraid of the Pei family, but I am not. What's the use of trying to please Pei Xuyan? Can you get half of it from him? If it's just for those few bucks, I can earn it for you, without Pei Xuyan - he left the Pei family

, what a thing!”

There was a sound of "pop!"

The sound of the slap is clear and crisp.

There was a long silence in the kitchen.

The hand that Shao's mother hit him was trembling. She was stunned for a while and looked at him with eyes that Shao Tingbin couldn't understand: "Tingbin, I..."

Shao Tingbin tilted his face, licked the blood from the corners of his lips, and slammed the door before Shao's mother finished speaking.

The next day the temperature was a bit low and the autumn air was crisp. Almost everyone walking on the street put on their coats.

An autumn rain had just finished pouring down in the morning. The leaves of the ginkgo trees had fallen all over the ground and were spread on the campus paths. They made a moist crunching sound when stepped on, adding to the poetic feeling.

Last night, Qi'an adhered to the principle of going to bed early and getting up early to stay in good health, and went to bed very early as usual. When she picked up her phone the next day, she found that there was an additional friend request in WeChat.

She wrinkled her nose and clicked in to take a look.

The avatar is an unreachable night sky, and there are only three words written in the friend application: Pei Xuyan.

What's the number? Qi'an sighed and used these three words to add her based on the incident in the cafeteria. How could a living senior add her?

She refused with her heart still, and went to class with her roommate.

Today was a cultural class all morning, and the teacher stood on the podium and talked humorously.

Two classrooms, different people.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan -" Tang Chenmao called him, "get out of class is over!! You've been sleeping all morning, how did you do it without your relatives recognizing you? Go to the third cafeteria, there will be no food later."

In the last row, Pei Xuyan was lying on the table, covering his head with a black coat to block the wind. His slender fingers were casually supporting the table with clear veins. The voice coming from inside was lazy and vague, with a nasal sound that he had not woken up from.

Irritated, but sexy: "I'm sleepy, I won't eat."

Tang Chenmao was speechless, and suddenly thought of something: "Hey, did the school girl join you? Have you talked?"

When he mentioned this, Pei Xuyan also thought about it. He groped around in the desk with his eyes closed and found out his mobile phone. Then he was willing to pull off his coat. After the rain outside the window, the sky cleared and the sun shone in. It was a little dazzling for a while. Pei Xuyan couldn't help but think about it.

Too adaptable, he narrowed his eyes and blocked them, his peach blossom eyes were heartless and frivolous.

He sat upright, raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, raised his head and turned twice casually, his bones made a clicking sound, clicked on WeChat, and looked down.

Tang Chenmao squeezed beside him: "Let me see what she said."

There are many red dots on Pei Xuyan's WeChat account, which are all messages sent by others. Except for important matters, he usually doesn't bother to reply. When he meets a girl, he asks for WeChat message, and it depends on his mood.

Most of them are not given. Occasionally, when the mood turns cloudy, I will give others a chance, but I added WeChat and didn’t care. It’s better to reply to you once. I won’t reply to more replies. Maybe I saw the message.

I still have to think about who this person is.

This perfunctory attitude disgusted Tang Chenmao deeply, claiming that he was wasting resources and squandering natural resources.

It's really drought that kills people and floods that kill them.

"Huh? Why are there no elementary school girls? Are they suppressed by the news?" Tang Chenmao asked strangely.

Pei Xuyan, with his irritable temper that he had not woken up, reluctantly turned through the pages without any expression. He pulled his lips and said, "I didn't add it."

"How is that possible?" Tang Chenmao's voice was high. He didn't believe it. He grabbed his phone and rummaged through it, and finally went to verify the message.

It was rejected directly.

"..."

After three seconds of dead silence, Tang Chenmao couldn't hold it back and chuckled: "Fuck, are the current school girls so awesome!"

"It's funny?" Pei Xuyan said calmly.

Tang Chenmao was afraid that he would hit someone, so he suppressed his laughter and said tremblingly: "Maybe the girl's hand slipped and she made a mistake. How about you do it again haha..."

Pei Xuyan is handsome. He has a bad-looking and slutty look at first glance. He looks flirtatious and can kill people. But he is quite cold at heart. He never takes the initiative. Women always come after him.

, working hard one after another, trying every means to make him happy.

"Let me interview you, Brother Yan. How does it feel when you actively add a girl on WeChat for the first time in your life, only to be brutally killed?"

"I'm very happy." Pei Xuyan moved his wrist, "I think you will be as happy as me."

Tang Chenmao knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, young master, I was wrong." He became serious, "I'm sure my hands are really slippery. You are also her creditor after all. If you want to do it again, I'll talk to her."

"No need." Pei Xuyan said calmly, holding the phone and walking out.

After one night, the sudden urge that came in the middle of the night went away as quickly as it came, and it didn't matter whether I added it or not.

"Where to go."

"Go back to the dormitory and catch up on some sleep."

"Me too, the board of my bed is always shaky, let's share a bed together."

"Why, your bed collapsed, and you still want to collapse my bed?"

"We are all grown men, and I can't take advantage of you. I'll first try it on behalf of the majority of senior students who covet you. Is the handsome man's quilt warm or not? Is his waist good..."

"roll."

October.

The classes were normal. Qi'an and Fang Yingying went to dance class together, and the teacher said above.

“Students, please be quiet and let me tell you something. I won’t be practicing in the dance class today—”
Chapter completed!