All three top students were doing their homework, only Song Shize was nestled in the living room playing games on his phone, yet he still managed to enjoy himself greatly.
At night, the four of them gathered around a dining table to eat. Throughout the meal, Song Shize stared at Qingran the entire time.
Qingran felt extremely uncomfortable being watched by him, and she frowned at Song Shize: "Why don't you focus on eating? Why are you looking at me?"
"Tsck!" Song Shize bit on his chopstick and put on an exaggerated sigh, "A day apart feels like three autumns. Li Qingran, count for yourself, how many seasons have we not seen each other?"
Xie Ying'an nonchalantly glanced at him, his expression somewhat cold.
Qingran: "..."
Why does this guy feel so greasy all of a sudden?
Li Qingmo also kicked Song Shize's stool, warning him: "Speak properly."
