"You know I like to drink and eat this." I asked, looking at the thing in my hand.

Could it be Jiajia who betrayed me again? Or was it my mother? It shouldn’t be. How could he be so kind to ask about this for me?

"Your taste has not changed. You have liked eating it since you were a child. How could I not know." Zheye said with a smile.

When Zhe Ye and I walked together, many people always looked at us covetously. In fact, they should be regarded as looking at me rather than him.

"Thank you, I'm leaving." After saying that, I walked away quickly.

"Wait for me to eat together at noon." After I left, Zheye still shouted at me with his soul still lingering.

I'm dead, I'm really going to die. You're actually plotting against me. Now that others don't have anything to do with us, that's a damn thing.

I wonder if the night fans in school will attack me.

I ran to the classroom in one breath. I was starving to death. I was really starving to death.

"Qiqi, what is your relationship with Zheye? I heard you say a few days ago that you had a grudge against him. Why did you just go to his room today? You two live together?" Jia

Jia asked with a confused look.

"I'll tell you when I'm done eating." I said as I ate, my mouth was full, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to eat when I went to class.

"After eating, it's time to go to class again." Jiajia was lying on the table, as if she was thinking about something.

As a result, when I stuffed the last piece of cake into my mouth, class started. Before I could wipe my mouth clean, the teacher had already arrived, so I wiped my mouth casually and sloppily and let it go.

Another class passed, and this time Jiajia held me tightly and said, "I can finally talk now."

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it." As soon as I finished speaking, dozens of girls gathered around me.

"What are you doing?" I asked knowingly.

"We want to know about Zhe Ye." They answered in unison, which really convinced them.
Chapter completed!