The last class of the afternoon ended.
Xue Yuantong, like a robot receiving instructions, kicked her legs and instantly flopped onto the desk.
"Jiang Ning, you know what to do."
She shamelessly uttered, despite their minor conflict in the morning, however, conflicts between them never involved the matter of eating.
Conflicts are conflicts, eating is another matter.
Xue Yuantong would still cook for Jiang Ning, and of course, Jiang Ning was expected to go out and buy her dinner from the school.
"Today, I'll just get you whatever," Jiang Ning said.
"Mm, I trust your taste," Xue Yuantong said, hugging her phone and burying her head in the desk, placing the phone on the outer side of the desk hole, her forehead resting on her arm as she played on her phone, feeling a secret sense of security.
"Be careful with your eyes. Watch out for myopia," Jiang Ning reminded, as he hadn't yet started researching Elixir Pills for eyesight.
