Ying Shao is a Girl

Song Feiwan walked alone through the teaching building and went to the SSS class of the third year of high school to look for Ling Yiche.

During lunch time, there was almost no one in the classroom.

Ling Yiche was the only one left in the classroom of SSS class in the third year of high school.

The classroom is spacious and bright.

The beautiful young man sat quietly in the classroom, holding his head and looking out the window.

The British-style school uniform looks like a noble and elegant boy when he wears it.

Do not eat the fireworks of the world.

The surrounding scenery dimmed.

"Classmate Ling Yiche, you are indeed here."

Song Feiwan's soft voice broke the calm in front of him.

Ling Yiche came to his senses and looked away from the window.

"Classmate, what can I do for you?"

The boy asked politely, his faint boyish voice gently hitting the eardrums, making people feel very comfortable.

Ling Yiche knew the girl in front of him and was Mr. Ying's friend.

She is also a famous school beauty in Shengdilan - Song Feiwan

"Have you forgotten? The boss asked us to take care of you. You want to have dinner with us."

Song Feiwan's face was soft, and her willow-leaf eyes were full of smiles.

"Thank you, but I brought my own food, so I don't need to trouble you." The young man refused politely.

He didn't want to cause trouble just yet.

It’s better not to go to crowded places.

"Go ahead. If you don't go, we won't be able to do business when the boss comes back."

Song Feiwan tried to convince him.

Add another sentence at the end.

"She might be angry."

"..."

"Okay, I'm sorry to bother you." Ling Yiche nodded in agreement.

He didn't want to make her angry.

I don't want to cause any trouble to her either.

"No trouble, you're too polite, let's go."

Song Feiwan pulled on his sleeve, hoping that he would catch up quickly.

The young man immediately broke away subconsciously.

Realizing his gaffe, the young man looked apologetic.

"Feel sorry……"

He wasn't used to people touching him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Seeing this, Song Feiwan smiled and said,

"It doesn't matter, I overstepped."

Cleverly resolved the embarrassment in front of me.

"Let's go there quickly." Song Feiwan said again.

"Yeah." The young man responded calmly.

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Ling Yiche and Song Feiwan were walking side by side, both very good-looking, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

They walked into the first floor of the cafeteria first.

There is an elevator on the first floor of the cafeteria that goes directly to the eighth floor of the cafeteria.

The two appeared in everyone's sight.

Like a beautiful landscape.

Classmate A: "Hey! Look, isn't that the school girl Ling and my goddess Wanwan? How do they get together?"

Classmate B: "Be careful what you say, what is your Wanwan goddess? That's mine!"

Classmate C: "Stop arguing, you two have nothing to do with girls! Don't you think they are a perfect match? They are both so good-looking!"

Classmate D: "Although they seem to be a good match, I prefer Young Master Ying and Principal Ling!"

Classmate E: "By the way, I haven't seen Mr. Ying today! I don't care, I'm lovesick!"

"..."

Everyone was talking a lot along the way.

Their eyes were sharp, staring at Ling Yiche and Song Feiwan.

Song Feiwan thought it was nothing, she was used to it, so she walked forward naturally.

But Ling Yiche was different.

He has never liked crowded places and usually tries not to go to crowded places.

He used to be a transparent person in school.

Suddenly so many people were paying attention to him. He was not used to it and felt a little uncomfortable.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his fair and smooth forehead.

His hands were slightly clenched.

There is obviously only a short distance from the cafeteria entrance to the elevator.

But Ling Yiche felt that he had been gone for a long time.

The thoughtful Song Feiwan noticed something strange about the boy.

She frowned slightly and thought for a few seconds.

He grabbed the young man's sleeve again, and the young man broke away reflexively.

Song Feiwan stopped his movements.

She said loudly: "Go quickly!"

Ling Yiche was stunned for a moment, his pupils dilated, and then nodded: "Yes."