"Song Bai?"

It's Song Yu.

Han Zhe was by her side, and Ji Ran and Xu Nuo were there too.

It seems that the two teams met together in advance.

Chen Jiao looked complicated, "We were playing stand-alone after a long time."

"It's really you." Song Yu walked forward with a faint smile, "We have looked for you, but unfortunately we haven't met you."

Ranbai: "Yes."

Ranbai's attitude is neither cold nor indifferent, while Chen Jiao is simply because she is too cold and has no mood to speak.

Song Yu felt embarrassed for a moment.

I felt relieved in my heart in a flash.

This is also good, it is very bad.

It is estimated that fans in the live broadcast room are chasing Ranbai and scolding.

Thinking of this, Song Yu was in a much better mood.

Han Zhe glanced at Chen Jiao casually, his eyes flashing lightly on Ran Bai. He raised his hand and touched the black earrings in his left ear, smiling so hard that he was slutty, "Where is Miss Song going all the way?"

"Teaching Building." The girl spitted out three words, and her tone inexplicably added a bit of cold texture in the cold. Her answer was brief and she didn't mean anything else.

"That's a pity." Han Zhe narrowed his eyes and murmured as if he was whispering: "It's not on the same map."

Ranbai didn't feel any regrets. Next, she heard Han Zhe chuckling frivolously. She just happened to hit the other party's evil and romantic eyes. There was a faint mockery hidden in the seven-point deep affection, and it also had a little interest. Looking at everyone would give people the illusion of staring at their lovers affectionately.

"Is Miss Song cold?" He bent his fingers and flicked his cuffs. His fingertips were lightly stained with a drop of cold rain and melted in an instant, leaving no traces. His finger bones were so tall that they were seductive, "I don't mind borrowing a coat."

Smiling affectionately.

Very flirtatious.

It would be even better if he didn't have the interest in playing with it in his eyes.

Song Yu next to him almost couldn't laugh after hearing Han Zhe's words.

What does Han Zhe mean?

She followed Han Zhe all the way, and it was the two of them.

In the middle, Song Yu has been approaching Han Zhe intentionally or unintentionally, but has never received a response from the other party.

But now Han Zhe actually took the initiative to talk to Song Bai?

Didn’t he dump Song Bai?

What's going on?

Song Yu's face looked a little ugly, and she pursed her lips.

After Chen Jiao next to her heard this, her incredible level had reached its extreme.

She really wanted to ask the previous question.

Are you! You are blind!

Can't you see who is colder?

Chen Jiao glanced at the silver-colored zipper that pulled two-thirds of the black jacket, then looked at her thin off-shoulder long skirt, took a deep breath, comforting herself in her heart that Han Zhe must have some ophthalmic disease.

The drizzle was falling, the temperature was slightly cool, and it never stopped.

The sky was also foggy gray, half covering the girl's eyebrows and eyes, intertwining the shadows of the dimness and rain.

A drop of raindrops fell silently on her eyelashes and slowly melted.

"Since Young Master Han is welcome," Ranbai raised his hand impatiently and wiped his slightly wet eyelashes. The tail of his eyes was slender and beautiful. When he picked it up, he looked like a winding curve of a rose. His pupils were deep, and there was coldness and false feelings hidden in his eyes. She curled her lips and smiled. When she smiled, her pupils were shimmering in autumn water, with a layer of bright color. Her voice was quite light and she smiled. It was indifferent to being casual and breathtaking: "Please lend me some."

Han Zhe's eyes darkened for a moment, and his thick long eyelashes half covered the sharp and passionate Danfeng eyes. His pupils were dark and unclear. His delicate Adam's apple rolled up and down into a sexy curve, and his mouth was inexplicably dry.

He licked his lower lip and pressed his tongue against his upper palate. He was quite inappropriate, but he grasped it just right: "It has always been my honor to serve the beauty."

His voice is magnetic and hoarse.

It's like an electric current flowing through.

After saying that, he took off his windbreaker in front of Ran Bai. His actions were naturally seductive magic. Every move was like seduction and charming elegance, just like a Kyoto boy who was furious and angry in the past. He threw the windbreaker to Ran Bai in a lazy and light manner, and threw the warmth to Ran Bai in his arms.

Chen Jiao has no feeling since she was shocked at the beginning to her numbness now.

Ranbai caught the windbreaker with one hand, and his white fingertips fell into the black fabric. The color clearly contrasted with him, and he felt a sense of desire.

Then under Han Zhe's gaze, she slowly raised her eyebrows, and the curve of the corners of her lips was like a pampering ambiguity. She stretched out the windbreaker in a turn of her hand, and the hem of the clothes was blown up by the wind, making a sound, crossing the sharp curve of the air, and then landing on Chen Jiao.

With the warmth, Ranbai calmly draped on Chen Jiao's shoulders, and he also thoughtfully put his windbreaker on her for her.

"Is it still cold this time?" she asked, picking the end tone.

Even more fucking flirting than a man.

This is the first thought that popped up in Chen Jiao's heart.

She stared blankly at the girl in front of her, her delicate eyebrows and smile on her lips were all very tempting, like a fairy coming out of the demon lock tower.

His face turned red with a sweet look.

Heartbeats very fast.

At this moment, she thought,

What other brother do you want? Isn’t she so good for the young lady?

One smiled ambiguously and flirtedly, the other was blushing and fucking.

Others seemed to be able to see pink bubbles appearing around the two of them: "..."

Ah this.

Ranbai withdrew his hand, but he was still as lazy and calm as he was, "I think this little baby is colder, do Mr. Han mind?"

"..." Han Zhe looked at her deeply, his eyes were unclear, and he slowly said after a while: "How could it be?"

If he hadn't been with Song Bai before, maybe he wouldn't have believed that a person's change could be so great.

Or...

Pretending.

Han Zhe smiled softly, his eyes blooming like flowers.

It's getting more and more interesting.

An abandoned pet can still get up by itself.

If this is a disguise,

Then Song Bai did indeed successfully attract his attention.

what to do.

Suddenly I didn't want to get tired of playing so quickly.

Chen Jiao was dizzy by Ran Bai's cry. The heat on her face had never faded. All her previous arrogance and domineeringness disappeared, and she followed Ran Bai in a daze.

Like a young wife who just passed the door.

Song Yu watched helplessly, suppressing the displeasure in her heart, not wanting to happen between Ranbai and Han Zhe, so she spoke to change the topic.

"By the way, Song Bai, what are your tasks for coming out?"

“Look for school uniform.”

Next to him, Xu Nuo heard this and smiled gently, "What a coincidence, we are also this task."

Everyone is the same.

Ji Ran had never been interested in participating in their conversation before. He was cold-hearted, talked less, and was relatively dull. He did not have a sense of variety show in the program team, but at some point it often created a contrasting visual sense, mainly responsible for clues, and his IQ and destructive power were called by netizens.

It just so happens that Xu Nuo is a close-knit sister, easy-going and sociable.

They just complement each other in a group.

"The school uniform is hidden under the tree." Ji Ran stood very straight, his back was like a bamboo, and his side face became more and more handsome, lonely and cold in the rain. He said in a low voice, concise and concise: "Clues."
Chapter completed!