Extra 2

Fu Xiling planned to think that everything Ji Fan said was farted.

Even if he has a bad temper, he won’t get angry with her. It sounds nice to say, but he dares to even provoke Jiang Qihuai. When his temper rises, Fu Xiling doesn’t believe that Ji Fan will care about who she is.

So it is better to keep a distance when you keep a distance, and talk less when you can. However, when two people get along, they gradually become a little more natural than before.

Sometimes, Ji Fan was named to answer questions during class, and Fu Xiling would remind him a little.

Or he would lend him homework to copy during morning self-study.

In a very occasional situation, Fu Xiling couldn't help it, or Ji Fan was too annoying, so she would start to be bold in urging him.

He really never got angry. No matter what she said, he smiled and didn't care much.

After getting used to it, before Fu Xiling herself realized it, she had become much more courageous towards Ji Fanshi.

Li Shuangjiang reminded her about this matter.

Ji Fan and Li Shuangjiang are different. Although Li Shuangjiang and Zhao Mingqi also love to play and are naughty, they often make Wang Er and Wang Pengzi furious, but they are not vague when they should do serious things, and their main focus is on learning.

Ji Fan came to school and felt like he was here to play.

In addition to having a good relationship with Li Shuangjiang and the others, he also made friends with many princelings in schools who spend money to study and cause trouble every day.

The young man has good family conditions and is handsome, and he is very loyal to others. After two semesters of his second year of high school, he has a vague trend of becoming a princeling leader.

Fu Xiling often saw that when get out of class was over, a more famous boy from other classes came to the door of the class to look for him, and several people went out with their arms around.

I have also encountered it once or twice. They fought with people from other schools outside the school, and sometimes they would secretly smoke next to the walls of the convenience store and the back door of the gymnasium.

The boy leaned against the wall in the corner of the convenience store, lowered his head, not knowing what the boy next to him said, but when he heard it, he smiled faintly, raised his hand with cigarette holder, bit it into his mouth, and the spark flashed slightly.

Although he didn't like it very much, Fu Xiling just frowned, then pretended not to see it, and walked away without looking around.

When Ji Fan saw her, he would be stunned for a moment, then quickly threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, lifted his feet to crush it, waved his hands at his friends, and trotted to follow him.

Fu Xiling doesn't like to move, and after class, she only likes to sit in her seat and read books. Ji Fan asked her with a smile: "Little Mushroom, why did you remember this class?"

Fu Xiling moved to the side silently, and separated him a distance: "I want to buy a jelly."

"Hmm?" Ji Fan looked at her empty hands and leaned over. "Why didn't you buy it?"

"Suddenly I don't want to eat anymore." Fu Xiling whispered, moving to the side again.

Ji Fan looked at the distance between the two people again and felt a little unhappy: "What are you doing so far away from me?"

Fu Xiling looked at him silently: "You are very smelly."

"...Fuck me?" Ji Fan lowered his eyes and looked at his snow-white school uniform sleeves, "My master, I love to be clean, okay? Where is it smelling?" He raised his arms and leaned in front of her, "You smell it, it's obviously fragrant."

Fu Xiling frowned: "You smell of smoke."

Ji Fan shut up.

He lowered his eyes and didn't say anything. He fell silent and even slowed down his pace.

Fu Xiling walked forward on her own. When she realized that she was no longer by her.

She turned around.

The boy stood a few meters behind her and did not follow him anymore. He took off his school uniform jacket. He was standing there, pulling the collar of his school uniform with both hands, stretching the coat open, and then shaking in the wind.

Fu Xiling: "..."

She looked at it for a while and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing?"

"I'll dissipate the smell," Ji Fan said while shaking his clothes, "Don't you think it's smelly?"

Fu Xiling was silent for a few seconds and whispered: "You can't smell it if you stay away from me a little."

Ji Fan raised his eyes and laughed: "I'll sit next to you, why don't you stay away from you?"

It seems like this.

She stopped talking, hesitated for a moment, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Walking to the entrance of the teaching building, Fu Xiling looked back.

Ji Fan didn't keep up, but he was no longer there.

She turned around and entered the teaching building and returned to the class.

The class bell was not yet called, and the classmates were chatting in the classroom. Fu Xiling sat in her seat and took out the books she wanted for the next class, and sat at the table in a daze.

My mouth is a little idle.

I still want to eat jelly, but I didn't buy it just now, just because she wanted to stay away from the school tyrants who smoked.

She sat there and walked for a while. Ji Fan came back and his school uniform was put on again. He walked to the seat while swaying his wide school uniform sleeves. The smell of smoke on his body was gone, and the laundry detergent mixed with the clean and clean breath unique to the young man.

He sat lazily on the chair, stretched his legs against the back of the chair, stepped on the table bar, and stretched out his hand at her.

Something appeared on the desktop in front of me.

Ji Fan held a bottle of sucking jelly in his hand and placed it on her desk. He pressed his slender fingers forward and moved it in front of her.

Fu Xiling was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes, looked at the bottle of apple-scented jelly, and turned her head to look at the person next to her.

His expression was loose and his tone was idle: "Apple smell, okay?"

Fu Xiling was stunned: "Have you bought it?"

"Don't you want to eat?" he said without caring. "So you ran away when you saw me turn around. You should pretend to be a little bit, and don't run away so obviously."

"If you don't see you, run away," Fu Xiling said seriously, "I just don't like the smell of smoke."

Ji Fan looked at her for a few seconds, lay on the table, and suddenly came over: "Don't you like cigarettes?"

Fu Xiling didn't speak immediately.

Whether Ji Fan smokes or not has nothing to do with her. He doesn't have anything to do with her, and she doesn't care about it.

But Tao Zhi hates him smoking quite a bit. Every time a boy was caught by Tao Zhi when he smoked, she would pull his hair and scold him.

For Tao Zhi's sake, Fu Xiling thought for a while and said, "Smoking is not good for health."

The little girl looked at him with round eyes, with a serious expression, as if she really felt that he didn't know about this and was doing popular science for him.

Ji Fan found it a little funny.

He raised his eyebrows: "So what?"

His expression looked a little dangerous, Fu Xiling was timid again, and his voice lowered again: "So you should try less, as Zhizhi will be unhappy if she knows."

She moved the Taozhi out, Ji Fan choked for a moment, and was a little cowardly.

He grabbed his hair: "You won't secretly report to Zhizhi, are you?"

Fu Xiling still looked at him seriously and shook his head: "I can't do that."

"That's good," Ji Fan breathed a sigh of relief, paused, and struggled to death, "I actually stopped smoking when I was alone. Even when I was with those friends, I couldn't help it when I saw them smoking."

Fu Xiling lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Then you can play less with them."

As soon as she finished speaking, she shut up immediately.

This is a bit meddling in other people's business. Who does he make friends with and what does it have to do with her?

Sure enough, Ji Fan stopped talking.

He lay leisurely on the table, his eyelashes hanging lazily, his dark eyes looked at her, and his somewhat inappropriate teasing on his face also closed.

The atmosphere was a little silent.

And he looked like he was about to lose his temper.

Fu Xiling had seen his condition when he was fighting and looked extremely fierce. She pursed her lips and pulled the English book she had just taken out in a concealed manner, flipped to the vocabulary list, and read the words as if she hadn't said anything.

Ji Fan looked at her soft, fleshy side face and drooping eyelashes, and straightened up.

He slowly pulled out his cell phone from his school uniform pocket, then stretched out his hand and pressed her English book on her desk.

Fu Xiling subconsciously looked over.

He clicked the screen to open, without avoiding her gaze, pressed the password to unlock it in front of her, then opened WeChat and clicked on the friend list.

Then, Fu Xiling looked at him casually placing the name on the list, clicked on a WeChat message of his princeling friend, and deleted it in the upper right corner.

Exit, slide down again, click on another one, and delete.

Just deleted seven or eight WeChat messages.

Ji Fan pulled the friend list again from beginning to end, confirmed that there was no omission, and tapped his fingertips twice on the phone screen.

"Dongdong", two light sounds, Ji Fan glanced at her: "It's deleted."
Chapter completed!