When Ye Linlang returned to the classroom, Jiang Qiran was already inside. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was a dignified and cold aura between his brows.
As if he had a telepathic connection, the moment Ye Linlang appeared, Jiang Qiran suddenly raised his eyes and looked outside the classroom.
The youth's gaze was cold and thin, as if it was covered with a layer of frost.
Ye Linlang could not help but shrink back.
Sigh… she seemed to have stood Jiang Qiran up today.
In the past, as long as it did not rain, Ye Linlang and Jiang Qiran would take a walk on the field and review their schoolwork.
But this time, not only did she sneak out of Jiang Qiran's house at five o'clock, she also overturned their habits. After arguing with Senior Ling Ling for so long, she had forgotten about Jiang Qiran.
Sob, sob, sob. She's not gonna get hurt, is she?
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