Han Beier sat by the window, resting her chin on her hands and looking out the window in concentration.
The white clouds are like fat marshmallows, floating freely in the blue sky. Occasionally, singing birds will play and slip by, chasing the happy time.
With a smile on her face, Han Beier's mind replayed over and over again the dreamy journey she and Yu Xiaoyi had taken all day yesterday.
I wonder how the injury on the leg of the princess-like girl is. Is the cold and arrogant boy like a prince still angry with her?
On the way back, Han Beier was upset and regretted not catching up with the boy and girl, getting to know them and making friends. Yu Xiaoyi just chuckled and said that if they were destined, they would definitely meet again in this life.
Xiao Yi is really getting more and more profound, and the curve of the corners of Han Beier's lips is brighter.
"What are you thinking about? So happy!"
The young man's elegant and gentle voice rang in Han Beier's ears. She didn't even have to look back, she knew that it was her tablemate who had a 360-degree view of the beautiful boy.
"You want to make me happy!" Han Beier replied without looking back.
Seeing Han Beier's appearance, Bingmo's feeling of frustration became even stronger.
He deliberately appeared by Han Beier's side just to make Han Beier fall hopelessly in love with him on a certain day in a certain year and month.
Once upon a time, he was very sure about this idea
Because, since he was born, no one who has seen him dislikes him. With his impeccable appearance, world-class skills, and unparalleled ability, everyone who has seen him is convinced by him.
However, Han Beier, this fairy-like girl in front of him, treated him lukewarmly and didn't seem to be cold at all.
Originally, he thought that she didn't like gentle young men, but liked boys with strong skills, so on the night of Dongfang Ao's engagement, he broke the glazed lamp on the high pillar and showed off his skills, hoping to make her look at him differently.
However, I didn't expect that she just looked dismissive, saying that no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't compare to her Xiao Yi. He had never wanted to vomit blood so much, because he had always been the one who made others vomit blood...
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"Here!" Han Beier suddenly turned around and stretched out her palm in front of him.
In her tender palm, there was the sapphire ring that Dongfang Ao unexpectedly put on her middle finger on the night of their engagement.
"Huh?" Bingmo squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a faint hint of danger in his eyes as deep as night.
"Give it back to you! Don't just accept the ring. My little B will be jealous if he sees it!" Han Beier smiled lazily, grabbed Bingmo's hand, and stuffed the ring into Bingmo's palm.
Bingmo's urge to vomit blood became even stronger!
This is the first time he has given a gift to a girl since he was a child, and it was actually returned!
Where is the face?
Bingmo tried hard to resist the urge to vomit blood, endured the sourness in her heart, and forced herself to show an elegant smile that could charm all living beings, "Belle, can I treat you to dinner tonight?"
"Huh?" Han Beier raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Since we don't collect the things, can we still eat?" Bingmo continued to persuade Han Beier with his charming voice, "Uncle Han asked me to take care of you, you won't even deny me a meal?"
"Well..." Han Beier stretched out her index finger and tapped her chin.
