The classmates in the class returned to their seats and became quiet. Some students stopped chatting, some were still whispering to each other, and a few were standing: Huangfu Yanhao, Xia Yixi, and Murong Lijia.
"Master Huangfu, Miss Murong, and the transfer student, classmate Xia, can you please sit down first?" The teacher said a little fearfully, there was no other way, and she didn't want to disturb them, but the basketball game is very important.
, and cheerleaders.
The three people standing ignored what the teacher said and remained frozen in place. Xia Yixi stared at Huangfu Yanhao with an angry expression.
Huangfu Yanhao looked at Xia Yixi, feeling that the angry she was getting cuter and cuter, and he felt a little happy in his heart.
Murong Lijia looked very angry and glared at Xia Yixi and Huangfu Yanhao hatefully.
When Xia Yibing saw what was going on, she said ruthlessly: "Yixi, sit down first, this is class."
"We'll deal with these things after class." Xia Yibing ordered. Not only did Xia Yixi have to deal with things later, but she also had to deal with some things. She wanted to know the truth.
Seeing that her sister had given the order, Xia Yixi did not dare to disobey. She snorted coldly at Huangfu Yanhao and returned to her seat.
Huangfu Yanhao just smiled and returned to his seat.
Murong Lijia was so angry that she sat down and gritted her teeth. Did Huangfu Yanhao really fall in love with her? He had never been like this to her before. He was only cold, cold, and cold to her.
And he didn't even look at her once.
Sitting in her seat, Xia Yixi's head was unknowingly brought back to the previous process. She felt a little happiness in her heart, a different sense of security, and her heartbeat was beating fast.
Does she have a little crush on him?
Xia Yixi shook her head directly, but...but...if she didn't have a little good impression, then why would she feel a little happiness and a different sense of security?
I simply lay down and didn't think about it anymore. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became.
"Jiajia, don't be angry." Sikong Yingting patted Murong Lijia on the back and said.