Hearing the cold and pleasant voice, Su Qinghuan was confused for a moment. As soon as she looked up, she saw an upside down face of all sentient beings.

The other party stood in front of her with a faint look. There was a cold cedar aroma like Ji ran himself. The smell was like silk and thread, which penetrated into people's heart.

Su Qinghuan knew that it was because Ji ran took the initiative to stand beside her and looked down at her. Although Fu Siling sat not far away, he could not smell it at all.

Su Qinghuan felt an inexplicable swelling in his heart.

——The goddesses that slag men like are more willing to contact themselves, but stay away from others.

Although Su Qinghuan didn't know what to be proud of, when Ji ran called her Su, Su Qinghuan found that she didn't seem as strange as she had originally imagined.

……

Su Qinghuan gently raised his hand and coughed a little embarrassed.

"Classmate Ji ran, isn't it too hasty..."

"Don't be in a hurry. Your grades are better than me. You just coach me."

Ji Ran's righteous words.

In fact, class A does not arrange seats completely according to the results, and I don't know what the head teacher thinks. Although the original owner's results are still excellent, there is still a distance from Xueba Fu Siling.

Of course, the book "the humble little maids of demon masters" must arrange men and women together.

Su Qinghuan sees Ji ran smiling at himself. Seeing that Ji Ran's cold and charming amber pupil only reflects his own figure, Su Qinghuan's heart beats despairingly.

Strangely enough, coolness and charm are completely opposite words.

But on Ji ran, it doesn't violate the peace at all.

Maybe she itself is some strange pronoun.

Because Ji Ran's whole body is a mixture of complex words such as sick Jiao, lonely Gao and so on.

……

Perhaps because Su Qinghuan didn't agree for a long time, Ji ran directly stretched out her hand. Her hand was slender and white. When her joints were slightly bent, she had a wonderful arc like a top-quality pianist.

Ji ran stretched out his hand and nodded Su Qinghuan's forehead.

"It's settled, Su Su. When the head teacher comes, I'll apply to the head teacher."

If you were someone else, you wouldn't dare to say what you want.

But Ji Ran is no one.

As master Ji's beloved granddaughter, the teacher of chen'an high school has only pity and love for her.

It was too late for them to hold such a beauty with noble birth and congenital diseases.

This is why Ji ran wants to be absent from class and wants to be absent from class.

So that some people began to doubt whether Ji Ran's perennial 60 point score was given water by the head teacher and substitute teachers of various subjects.

Otherwise, how could anyone happen to be so lucky that every subject can be tested on the score line of 60 except for the special test paper of Chinese?

And Ji Ran has a very famous thing, that is, if she takes the Chinese exam, she never writes a composition.

The 800 word composition is a place where countless students have a hard time, but Ji Ran is arrogant and capricious, but everyone can't help her.

……

Fu Siling saw Ji ran reach out and pass Su Qinghuan's nose. For a moment, Fu Siling almost suspected that there was an abnormal atmosphere between the two girls.

Fu Siling felt a little uncomfortable.

Even though she doesn't like Su Qinghuan, it's really unpleasant that Su Qinghuan is used for entertainment by others, and she doesn't have her own existence in her eyes.

Fu Siling's eyes were a bit cold.

"You two, have you completely forgotten? Now Su Qinghuan's deskmate is me."

Ji ran seemed to notice the existence of Fu Siling only now.

Ji ran glanced at Fu Siling. Her smile when she looked at Su Qinghuan suddenly closed. Her eyes were a kind of indifference and coldness overlooking everything.

"Classmate Fu, you have ranked first in the class. You shouldn't need to ask Su Su for lessons. I don't think you two are too familiar, or even friends. It's more appropriate for me to sit at the same table with Su Su Su?"

Hearing Ji ran mouthing Su Su, Fu Siling felt more and more uncomfortable.

Fu Siling's face was black in the surrounding world. He thought Fu Siling was jealous that Su Qinghuan could take the attention of the school flower.

But Fu Siling looked sharp.

"Ji ran, it's senior three. If you need tutoring, I'm afraid it's not good to delay Su Qinghuan's spare time. Why don't you invite a tutor to come more simply?"

"If you don't mind, Su Su and I are roommates next door. We are very close. I believe Su Su won't mind taking some time to tutor me."

Ji Ran's face was light, but there was a touch of provocation in her amber eyes.

For a moment, Fu Siling almost doubted whether the school flower liked women.

Fu Siling frowned.

"Su Qinghuan, what do you think?"

Two people kicked the ball to themselves at the same time.

Su Qinghuan feels a little embarrassed and divine.

And those students around are envious and jealous.

Who would have thought that an ordinary Su Qinghuan would one day be scrambled by school flowers and school grass to be a deskmate?

If you follow the bridge section of the idol drama, it should be the school flowers and school grass together. However, looking at the appearance of Fu Siling and Ji ran, there is a strong smell of gunpowder, but there is no feeling of mutual admiration.

……

Su Qinghuan hesitated for half a second.

Of course she didn't want to sit with Fu Siling.

After knowing Ji Ran's true face, Su Qinghuan saw that the woman had the courage to kill the porcelain bumpers. To be honest, Su Qinghuan still felt that Ji Ran's sick and charming psychology had completely exceeded the understanding of normal people.

"I... can I choose neither?"

"No!"

"No!"

Ji ran and Fu Siling spoke almost in unison.

Ji ran glanced at Fu Siling in disgust.

She looked covetously at Su Qinghuan.

Ji ran, with a beautiful skin, bowed her head. There was a rare look of anger under her eyes. The meaning of danger was self-evident.

"Susu, don't you want to sit with me?"

“……”

"She has already said that she doesn't want to choose either. Doesn't that mean she doesn't want to sit with you?"

Fu Siling spoke sarcastically.

But Ji ran just shook his head coldly.

"Shut up."

"Su Su, I just want to hear your answer."

“……”

Being stared at by Ji ran so deeply, Su Qinghuan really had the illusion that she was going to be skinned and boned.

But Ji Ran's skin looks too good.

Su Qinghuan shook his fingertips slightly.

Her heart crossed.

"Ji ran, let's sit together."

She also expects the other party to deal with the scum men and three bitches with her!