Ye Siming remembered him, but the displeasure on his face was not concealed at all.
"It's you again, is this your position?" Ye Siming asked coldly.
Jiang Xiaoran looked at Ye Siming's lean shoulders and waist under his clothes, as well as the sword on his waist.
Grandpa said that those who understand current affairs are heroes...
He shook his head quickly: "I don't know what you are talking about. This position was mine before, but it is no longer mine at this moment. It belongs to you!"
After saying that, Jiang Xiaoran smiled naively: "You two sit here, I will go to the back."
Jiang Xiaoran has a domineering temper and few people in the class have a good relationship with him.
He walked around the classroom and found that everyone had a good relationship and basically sat together.
There were only two seats left for him, one behind Ye Siming and one next to him.
After thinking about it, Jiang Xiaoran chose to endure the numbness in his scalp and sat down behind Ye Siming.
Sitting here, at least Ye Siming doesn't have eyes on the back of his head.
Jiang Xiaoran never expected that as soon as he sat down, Gu Nuoer walked over to him with a face like a tabby cat.
When Jiang Xiaoran saw Gu Nuo'er, Jiang Xiaoran tightened his grip on his purse almost as if on conditioned reflex.
"Little miss, you don't need to spend money to go to school today." He reminded politely.
Gu Nuoer leaned on his desk with her elbows, dragging her face with her little hands, making her cheeks meaty.
She opened her big eyes and looked at Jiang Xiaoran: "I know, I'm not here to buy anything from you, I just want to see you.
Because Master said, this class is for children aged five to eight, but little brother, you look twelve or three years old, why are you still pinching me here?"
Jiang Xiaoran felt a pain in his scalp.
Come on, come on, this little kid actually asked the question he hates most in his life!
But there was no malice in Gu Nuoer's eyes, just pure curiosity.
Jiang Xiaoran laughed dryly: "I... I am more studious and like to learn basic skills in small classes. In this way, it will not be difficult to learn in the future, understand?"
Gu Nuoer nodded obediently: "Well, I kind of understand. Does it take four or five years to learn basic skills? It's really difficult!"
Jiang Xiaoran's smile froze, feeling angry.
He was about to pinch Gu Nuoer's chubby, ink-stained little face and shake it to tell her to stay out of her own business.
However, from the corner of his eye, he saw the stern young man in front of him, leaning sideways with one arm resting on his table. Although his slender fingertips were hanging down, he was still tapping the side of the table.
Looking at this posture, it seems that if he is not careful, he will come over and break his neck.
This damn oppressive feeling!
Gu Nuoer lowered his head, took out the small bag at his waist, and soon took out a small brown candy that Concubine Qiao had given him when he went out this morning.
She took the initiative and handed it to Jiang Xiaoran.
"Here, here you go, last time you bought us something to eat, take this as a thank you gift, take it, you're welcome~"
Jiang Xiaoran stared at the brown sugar in her little palm, feeling that he was being played by the other party.
Even this worthless candy bar is worthy of being used as a thank you gift!?
But looking at Gu Nuoer's bright eyes, the clear smile in them made Jiang Xiaoran feel very comfortable inexplicably.
That's all, this girl is still young.
He doesn't know her the same way.
Jiang Xiaoran took the candy, and just as the master came in, the little guy turned around quickly and ran back to his place.
He was about to throw the candy into his mouth, but saw Ye Siming staring coldly at the candy in his hand.