"Yes," Song Xiyue took the bag and flipped through it, then touched her hair awkwardly and said, "I just lent it to someone else!"

Lend it to that kid...

"Silly" Mu Wei gave her a cold look, then took out her own towel and threw it to her.

Song Xiyue took his pure white towel, held it with her hands, and said embarrassedly, "Mu Wei Leng, are you not obsessed with cleanliness, right?" "Ha!" Mu Wei snorted coldly, "If I have obsessed with cleanliness, would I jump into the river to save you?"

...

Song Xiyue silently picked up the towel and wiped her wet hair, and wiped the remaining water marks on her neck. She raised her hand and wiped it seriously, but she saw An Luoze looking at her with bright eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Song Xiyue asked in confusion.

"Hehe" An Luoze raised the corners of his lips evilly, and a wicked smile flowed through his eyes. He pointed to Song Xiyue's chest and lowered his voice and said, "I can't tell, you are quite protruding in front of you!"

"Ah!" Song Xiyue's hand that was rubbing her neck suddenly stopped, and her eyes fell on her chest. Because the school uniform was soaked in water, it was pressing against her skin at this moment, and her hand was holding a towel on her neck, highlighting her chest.

She hurriedly and annoyedly blocked the towel on her chest, stared at An Luoze, and roared, "Don't look at it if you are not good, do you understand? What are you looking at? Have you never seen it?"

"Yes, I haven't seen it before." An Luoze narrowed his eyes slightly, with a touch of playing with him. He supported his chin with his hands and spoke ambiguously, "I have never seen any woman sitting in front of me, and she still wiped her neck without hesitation."

"Pei, get out of here. If you haven't seen it, go to the beach. There are even more exciting things over there." Song Xiyue's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. Her slender fingers picked up a stone and smashed it towards An Luoze's face.

An Luoze flashed and he lightly avoided the big and small stone.

But Han Lingsheng, who was sitting behind him, seemed to be in a daze, and the stone hit his forehead without any hesitation.

Through his bangs, Song Xiyue seemed to be able to see a small hole on his forehead.

But An Luoze smiled gloatingly from the side.

Han Lingsheng raised his head, and under his thin bangs, his eyes seemed to have a sense of warm anger.

"I'm sorry!" Song Xiyue wrapped the towel around her neck and immediately jumped to Han Lingsheng with one leg and reached out to touch the forehead that had just been smashed by her.

A cold look flashed in Han Lingsheng's eyes. He reached out and held the delicate jade hand that reached to his forehead, and said coldly, "It's okay."

Then, his eyes seemed to stay on Song Xiyue for a moment, and the corners of his lips seemed to have a curve intentionally or unintentionally. He said, "You should prevent you from venting your spring scenery."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky. Song Xiyue fell directly to the ground, with a shy red blush on her cheeks. She buried her head very low, wrapped her hand towel around her chest, biting her lip, and said with a little coquettish, "Why are you like this!"
Chapter completed!