Mu Xiang thought about how she was asking Qiao Nan how to deal with the party on the way, but Qiao Nan was worried with a sneer without any content. As a result, she understood why the other party was so confident in less than three minutes.

Her initial thought was that Qiao Nan was so popular in Yingcheng at the time. If she could not refuse too much social interaction at this party, she would probably leave unexpected disasters if she said a word or a half wrong sentence.

However, the truth is that most people at the party were indeed staring at her all the time, but except for those gazes that were in love, there was no one! Come on! Come on! Take the initiative! Let’s talk!

That's fine, but even if she takes the initiative to say hello, it's hard to get a response - after another girl who turned red with her eyes opposite to her, Mu Yao couldn't help but wonder about the unshakable setting of "Qiao Nan has a good popularity" in her worldview.

Qiao Nan leaned on the sofa, glanced at the guy beside him with a slight ascetic temperament that was pressed against his face but exuded a wonderful ascetic temperament - I have to say that Mu Xiangxiang was very successful in dressing up this body. At least today, even Qiao Nan couldn't help but be amazed when he saw "self" for the first time. For the first time, he knew that he had grown into this shape after not bent down and hunched off his hippie smile, but...

Mu Xiang was really worried that someone would dare to act rashly in front of her current image?

What's more, even before changing bodies, Qiao Nan was not as good as she thought.

The gymnasium is filled with countless Yingcheng students watching him play basketball every day, but in addition to the classmates in the class and Jiang Hai, a group of good friends, how many of them can be so bold that they can talk to him in private?

And now, because of the previous incident before transferring to school, I'm afraid even Jiang Hai and his friends...

Qiao Nan stared at the champagne glass in his hand, filled with bubbles... apple juice.

Mu Xiang thought that he had never drunk alcohol in this body, so he could only feel wronged that he had touched such pediatrics.

He drank the liquid in the cup expressionlessly. He stood up lazyly with his pocket in his pocket: "You stay here first, and if you can't handle it, just scold me. I'll go out to smoke a cigarette."

*******

Mu Xiang was no longer nervous at this moment. She had a calm personality and immediately felt at ease when she found out that she would not be troubled. She was stunned on the sofa for a while, played a mobile game with Cao Wei, drank a few glasses of fancy sweet drinks delivered by the staff. After a while, her body became slightly hot and she felt bored. No one around chatted with her, so she simply went to the table full of food.

After changing to Qiao Nan's body, she felt that her appetite had increased several times, and she felt hungry at any time.

I had lunch at Qiao's house before I came, but my stomach was empty again in just a few hours.

The dazzling array of meals on the table exudes an attractive aroma. Mu Xiang thought he had never been to such an occasion. Because of his financial difficulties, he rarely had the opportunity to eat these snacks outside the meal. For a moment, he felt a little embarrassed to start with the many pastries in front of him.

The group of Yingcheng animals beside the table saw their school tyrant staring at the dining table with an extremely cold aura, and immediately ran away.

Without realizing that he had cleared the creatures within two meters in diameter around him. Mu Xiangyao hesitated for a long time before he slowly took a plate from the rack as he imitated others, picked up a small snack that looked very delicate and small, and bit it into his mouth with a reserved attitude.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!

The cream and soft cake embryos are combined with fresh flesh and melt quickly in the mouth, and the aroma of strawberries hits the head-

Mu Xiangyao felt that he was about to cry.

Limited from her poor family, she really never ate anything good. The food she cooked before her father had an accident was considered a rich and colorful stroke, but since her father was forbidden from cooking, the color slowly melted into time.

In addition to being calm in character, Mu Xiangyao has always considered herself a very ordinary girl. She is shy, timid and will have a good impression of a handsome and ostentatious boy at the age of just beginning to fall in love, and of course she will also be greedy.

She likes sweets and braised pork in the canteen’s most expensive food. She also envies those students who have pocket money to rush to the convenience store during the end of get out of class. She just doesn’t show it on her face.

And now, a delicate little pastry decorated with strawberries is enough to completely fill her sense of happiness.

There are so many snacks, no money, you can eat until you are full!

Mu Xiang was so happy that she couldn't describe her words, so she simply stopped leaving and leaned against the table and tasted it carefully.

However, no one paid attention to what she was eating at this moment, because the gate direction that had been quiet for a long time became lively again. Unfortunately, this time the person who arrived was helping the uninvited guests.

*******

The birthday boy Gao Yan wanted to curse when he saw the visitor, but the handsome boy in charge seemed to be unable to understand her face and said with a smile: "Happy birthday, Yanyan~"

The two families are a friendship between their parents. No matter how reluctant Gao Yan is, she can only squeeze out a smile: "Thank you, Guan Ziming, why are you here?"

"We came to Xiaomingshan with friends for a few walks on weekends. There is not such a good lane in City C." Guan Ziming smiled, "We held a party in Villa No. 345. We originally planned to get in at 10 o'clock, but when we heard that you are here, we will come to see you first."

Gao Yan twitched his lips and thought to herself, "I really thank you for coming here to make things difficult for me." When Guan Ziming looked suddenly, she glanced around the villa and asked inadvertently: "I heard that Qiao Nan is here too today?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yan's face changed immediately, and the friends around her were also alert: "How did you know?"

Someone laughed behind Guan Ziming: "Of course I saw it by browsing my circle of friends."

Gao Yan opened her phone and looked at her circle of friends. The first one was the dynamic of a female classmate. The photo was a secretly photographed back with the text [Ahhhh, I finally saw the male god again after more than a year. He has changed a lot but is still so handsome QAQ]

A fool!

Gao Yan closed her eyes, put away her phone, and the expression on her face became serious: "Guan Ziming, today is my birthday. Give me a face and don't make trouble."

Guan Ziming stared at her steadily, and after a moment, he tilted his mouth and showed an evil smile: "I just want to reminisce about the past with him. Why do you say that I seem to be in trouble with him? Am I like this?"

In the last sentence, he turned around and asked the buddies behind him.

Guan Ziming's group of friends laughed and laughed: "That's sure--"

Gao Yan thought it was not good.

The buddies behind Guan Ziming are from City C next door. They have had intersections with Yingcheng because of the interschool basketball game since junior high school, and have been Yingcheng's defeat for four consecutive years since junior high school. Perhaps it was just some friction on the court at the beginning, but it gradually changed its flavor later. Their resentment with Qiao Nan cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.

Ordinary Yingcheng students may not know, but she has heard from Jiang Hai that the reason why Qiao Nan transferred from Yingcheng is related to Guan Ziming and others.

The situation is complicated, and it is obviously not a good thing to let Qiao Nan meet them. Gao Yan knew that she would definitely not be able to stop the aggressive group in front of her, so she was so anxious that she sweated from her forehead: "Hey..."

Before she could finish her words, Guan Ziming, who had searched the villa hall, had his eyes lit up, and his eyes fell on a back in the corner. He snapped his fingers and raised his eyebrows happily: "I found it~~"

"Guan Ziming, you--" Gao Yan tried to stop him, but was immediately stopped by the group of friends brought by Guan Ziming.

The entanglement here was not very disturbing. Guan Ziming used his eyes to scare away Yingcheng students who didn't know his purpose. As he walked away, the smile on his face disappeared bit by bit.

He stared at the person ahead, and repeated the other person's name with gritted teeth in his heart.

All the new and old hatreds came to my heart. Thanks to this person, he had to move his right leg with a cast-filled cast in the wheelchair for three months last year. This guy was relaxed. After a while, he thought it was over?

It's not that simple!

The shadow of being regarded as a defeated player on the field has emerged many times. Guan Ziming's mood is actually very relieved. For today's racing activity, all the friends he invited were on Xiao Ming Mountain, and he was not afraid of fighting in groups. He could not wait to see a panic expression on the arrogant face.

So he stood in front of the target with anticipation, with great momentum.

After a few long breaths—

Mu Xiangxiang lowered his head and was still slowly gnawing on a piece of brownie filled with walnut kernels.

Guan Zi's name: "..."

His face twitched, cleared his throat, and couldn't help but say, "Hey—"

I saw the guy in front of me eating very seriously finally raised his head, his pursed lips were still chewing against time, and his cheeks were slightly curved because of the stuff stuffed with food.

Guan Ziming was so devastated that he took two steps back on the spot: "……………………………………………………………………”

It is rare to be able to eat so many desserts that you can't afford at all. With the same sweet bubble drink, Mu Xiangyao, surrounded by sugar, felt very happy. Even her mood seemed to rise with the calories she intake. At this moment, she looked at everyone and objects with soft light.

She was not angry when she was awakened from the state of meditation food, let alone a handsome young man standing in front of her. Mu Xiang, who was not familiar with campus gossip, had no understanding of the grievances and hatreds of Yingcheng celebrities, so she thought for a moment and did not recognize the name of Guan Zi who had only briefly appeared in several inter-school basketball meetings.

But this was the first one to come to say hello tonight, and she was pretty. Mu Xiangyao liked it very much and decided to join the friendly camp with preconceptions. Seeing that the other party stood in front of him for a long time without saying anything, she tilted her head and thought for a while, happily picked up a butter cookie from the plate and handed it over, and asked kindly, "Do you want to eat it?"

Guan Ziming: "…………………”

Mu Xiangyao stretched out his hand to his mouth, but because he was too happy, he unconsciously revealed some of his nature: "Eat, this tastes good."

The handsome face in front of him showed an expectant and mysterious expression, and slightly curled up the curve of the corner of his mouth full of joy. Behind the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his clear eyes were also narrowed with smiles. The corners of his mouth were still stained with brownish debris, but his cheeks were still swelling quickly-

Like a little hamster stealing food.

Guan Ziming has seen this guy's arrogant look, contemptuous look, arrogant look, fierce look, and aggressive look.

But I haven't seen this harmless look in front of me.

The hand that was handed to his mouth with the cookies was not slender. Guan Ziming had faced him so many times, and he knew better than anyone else how accurate the explosive power that hand had when slapping basketball.

But now, in order to urge him to open his mouth, it kept shaking slightly, a naughty frequency.

Guan Ziming was stunned. After a brief moment of blankness, his first reaction was - is Qiao Nan playing tricks on him?

But at the same time, the mouth opened honestly.

A sweet buttery smell came to my face, and the crispy biscuits were stuffed into my mouth without much brutality. After the other party turned his hand, he immediately fed a piece of it. Then he seemed very satisfied with the taste of the biscuits, and a glimmer of happiness flowed out in his eyes.

"How is it?" This is a look of looking forward to food feedback.

Guan Ziming chewed the biscuit slowly, not thinking that this piece was different from what he had eaten before, but under the other party's lens, he vaguely "um" with no idea why.

The other party curled the corner of his mouth for this answer and asked him, "Do you still want to eat?"

Who am I, I am there, what am I here for?

Guan Ziming struggled desperately through the long-term ellipsis and self-reflection, and then he met the guy opposite who had not been answered with a puzzled expression, and then tilted his head.

Guan Ziming: "…want."

*******

Guan Ziming's younger brothers who saw him suddenly picked up the plate and started eating pastries in the gate: "………………………”

Wait, you didn't do this!

After a long and awkward silence, they let go of the same speechless party owner. Neither side knew what to do and stood quietly for a moment. Guan Ziming's younger brother coughed.

He felt that as a right-hand man, he should always say something.

But unfortunately, at the moment when he opened his mouth, Ying Cheng's last group of invitees, who disappeared tonight, finally arrived late-

Jiang Hai, who was intercepted by Guan Ziming's people on the mountain road and had learned everything through those people's mouths, just stepped into the villa gate and reached out and grabbed the collar of the little brother who was trying to open his mouth: "Fuck your mother, I said that I drove the car at that time, and I came to me if I had anything to do. Brother Nan has transferred to school, so why are you still looking for him?"

The little fat guys behind him also shared the same hatred for the enemy. They each chose their favorite opponents, ignored the sound of the other party swaying their hands and "wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, and fight directly.
To be continued...