On Friday, Xiao Yao was watched by Zhang Jialong and Hairtail.

"Burberry, bia..." Zhang Jialong's hand turned over Xiao Yao's collar politely: "Hairtail, come and see, is this fake?"

"How could it be true?" Hairtail came over dismissively.

Xiao Yao regretted that he changed into the new clothes bought by Shen Jie on a whim today.

"It always feels like it's true." Fashionista Hairtail appraised: "Xiao Yao, we are young and cannot embark on the path of breaking the law and committing crimes."

"How could I, Brother Yao, commit adultery?!" Ouyang Qianqian interrupted Hairtail's earnest words: "Of course it's the daughter of a rich family. You and I are willing to buy and sell for both the public and the public."

"You are even more outrageous..." Xiao Yao was a little nervous: "By the way, aren't they all expensive?"

"You can't get away with thousands of dollars, right? Even if there is a discount," Zhang Jialong evaluated: "This family has a thousand gold, right?"

"Shen Jie can weigh up to one hundred pounds!" Xiao Yao protested.

"Okay, Lao Xiao, you've made your mark." Zhang Jialong's expression seemed to be one of genuine envy: "Man, you just want to eat soft rice and eat hard!"

"That Shen of yours is Shen, right? Miss Shen," Haiyu said mysteriously, "Do you have any best friends who have boyfriends? You think we are not bad either, right?"

"Ah? I'll ask, I'll ask." Xiao Yao smiled dryly and said, of course, he wouldn't ask.

"Alas, you've just got lucky. You don't know what people want in you." Zhang Jialong sat down on Xiao Yao's desk: "When Zhou Qi told us at first, we didn't believe it. I didn’t expect that the real person didn’t show his face.”

Hairtail continued: "Actually, I have always thought that Brother Xiao is very talented, and he is different from ordinary people like us. In the past, some of my brothers joked inappropriately and offended me. Brother Xiao, you are still an adult. We will all be brothers from now on."

While saying this, he patted Xiao Yao hard on the back.

Hey, hey, hey, is this too much force?

"Speaking of Zhou Qi..." Xiao Yao said.

Teacher Yao pushed open the door and interrupted them: "Didn't you hear the school bell? What are you doing?"

--Dividing line--

At noon, Xiao Yao went to the rooftop and called Shen Jie.

"Is there something wrong with you?" Shen Jie was speechless on the other end of the phone: "You kicked my socks in my pocket for a week?"

"That's not true," Xiao Yao explained: "When I went back that day, I washed my pants and forgot to take them out of my pocket. I took them out to wear again yesterday... You see, this way, Yu Luying and I are completely out of luck."

"There is no chance at all," Shen Jie said, "What, do you mean to hold me responsible by saying this?"

"Well," Xiao Yao leaned on the railing of the rooftop and rolled around, coquettishly: "You have to be responsible for me."

"..."

"Hey, is the phone off?"

"No." Shen Jie said.

Later, Xiao Yao told Shen Jie about being accosted by Zhang Jialong, Haiyu and others this morning.

"This dress is too expensive. I don't even dare to wear it."

"Who told you to wear it today?" Shen Jie said, "Don't get it dirty again."

"Oh, yes, yes." Xiao Yao straightened up and wiped the railing. Fortunately, there was no dust.

"I forgot to buy you a frame. Don't wear your pair of... big black-rimmed glasses tomorrow." Shen Jie suddenly remembered something.

"Ah? What if I hit a telephone pole?"

--Dividing line--

St. Francis Amateur School started later than usual, so on Saturday morning, Yu Luying got up a little later than usual.

While her mother was still sleeping soundly, Yu Luying helped her prepare breakfast, picked up her schoolbag, and rode her bicycle to school.

The warm breeze blew her long hair, and the smell of the morning made her feel comfortable.

It's just... there is an indescribable strange smell in the wind today.

What is the smell? Yu Luying sniffed her cuffs and collar in confusion.

In the class, Xiao Yao's seat was still empty like every Saturday.

Xiao Yao actually changed his target, which made him relieved. When facing him, the pressure was reduced a lot.

However, that unreasonable feeling of loss also came and was mixed with it, making it difficult for her to understand herself.

If Xiao Yao can really find his own other shore, then he should be happy for him.

However, Yu Luying has always thought that online dating is unreliable.

Xiao Yao mentioned that they met while playing "Bloodline II" - what kind of serious person can a girl like this who plays online games in middle school and casually gives away her underwear to boys be?

She is beautiful, her family is rich, and she looks like a person who has seen the world and has fun...

Xiao Yao’s fate as a woman, she, Yu Luying, still doesn’t know?

As she thought this, she pursed her lips.

Associating with such a penniless boy, it is impossible to defraud money, only to help the poor - then Shen Jie is not the owner of the money at first glance.

It would be even more ridiculous to lie about sex. There must be a lot of men around Shen Jie who are more handsome than Xiao Yao.

After much deliberation, the only explanation I can come up with is "the eldest lady wants to experience life and have something new".

If Xiao Yao foolishly devoted himself to it, he would probably have a bad experience after he got tired of playing and dumped him.

I have already hurt him, and I really don’t want him to be hurt again.

The smell of hair oil in her nose became stronger and stronger, and then, Yu Luying felt that the root of a tuft of her hair was pulled painfully, as if it was caught by a small clip.

"ah……"

The classmates around him all looked at me strangely.

"Yu Luying, what's happened to you recently? Why do you keep making strange noises in class?" the English teacher said dissatisfied.

"Teacher Wang, I'm sorry," Yu Luying stood up and said, "I have a stomachache. I need to go to the bathroom."

One, two, three... small clips kept clamping my hair.

Yu Luying took out her mobile phone in the corridor.

The phone rang a few times, and Xiao Yao answered it. Noisy background sounds and "Lydia" by Feier Band came from the receiver.

"What are you doing?" Yu Luying asked: "Didn't we agree that since we are symbiotic, we must inform each other before doing anything weird?"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm at the barber shop. I forgot to tell you." Xiao Yao said apologetically.

"Where did you get the money to do your hair?" Yu Luying asked strangely: "You want to be interviewed by the director again?"

"Ah, this..." Xiao Yao hesitated.

"Are you with 'her' again?" Yu Luying thought of the only explanation.

"No, really not." Xiao Yao denied it without asking who "she" was.

Yu Luying sighed: "Xiao Yao, didn't we talk about it the day before yesterday? There is no need to hide it from me."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds: "Her classmate's birthday is today and she asked me to sing karaoke with her. She gave me an address, and I ran over to see it. It was not a KTV, but a very high-end beauty salon. Then there was a guy named Tony.

My teacher said that she ordered it for me and wanted to make a special design for me..."

"..." Yu Luying didn't know what to say for a moment.

"If I had known in advance, I would have told you." Xiao Yao said.

"The new clothes you wore yesterday were bought by her too?" Yu Luying suddenly thought of something.

"……yes."

"Xiao Yao," Yu Luying hesitated several times before finally speaking: "There are some things I shouldn't have said, but I still advise you to protect yourself and don't get too involved."

"What do you mean?"

"You can't play with her." As soon as Yu Luying said this, she regretted it.

"Ah?" Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Yu Luying, are you concerned about me?"

"Stop being so pretty."

"You're jealous." The boy declared triumphantly.

"Get out of here." Yu Luying hung up the phone.

He deserves it! Yu Luying scolded herself in her mind: She thought too much about him, and went to gossip and brought shame on herself!

However, the unreasonable uneasiness in my heart has not diminished at all.

Being willing to spend money doesn't mean anything, but taking him to meet his friends...

Is this young lady serious?

Yu Luying walked back and forth in the corridor several times and felt a burst of heat coming from above her head.

Is this the beginning of hair steaming?

"Oh, it's so annoying." Yu Luying raised her forearms and placed them tightly above her ears.
To be continued...