One night later, Cheng Anyue didn't know how she fell asleep.

The next morning when she got up for school, she saw Zhou Yue preparing breakfast for Cheng yaoyang.

In the past, she would call Mom and then go.

But because of what happened last night, she had a bad feeling towards her, so she went out directly.

Just let her did not expect, did not walk a few steps, Zhou Yue called her.

"Breakfast."

Cheng Anyue was stunned. Looking back, she saw another breakfast on the table.

She looked at Zhou Yue one eye, Zhou Yue look a little unnatural, "to you also made a."

Probably feel face on some not to pass, Zhou Yue turned to call Cheng yaoyang, "Xiao Yang, get up, to be late."

Cheng Anyue's eyes fall on the lunch box on the table, and her reason tells her that what happened last night can't be so lightly exposed.

But emotionally, she wants to taste the taste of her mother's breakfast. It seems that she hasn't eaten her breakfast for a long time.

In the end, emotion conquered reason. She went to take the lunch box and carefully put it in her schoolbag.

No matter what mom thinks, she'll take it as a gift after she apologizes.

In the morning, Zhou Xiaomin saw Cheng Anyue bring breakfast to school and said with a smile, "it's better to have a more delicate breakfast. What's good about bread?"

Cheng Anyue laughs, "eat a steamed bun, you also eat a sense of superiority, you can be really good."

"What's wrong with the steamed bun? At least it's just baked. It's not like bread. It's been put for several days." Zhou Xiaomin snorted.

"Yes, yes, you're right." Cheng Anyue smiles, picks up chopsticks, picks up a fried bun and takes a bite. Although it's not as delicious as the cook who settled down, she likes it very much.

After the morning recess exercise, Cheng Anyue came back to the classroom and saw the milk on the table. She looked at Zhou Xiaomin in surprise. "Xiaomin, did you put it?"

Zhou Xiaomin shook his head, "it's not me."

Cheng Anyue wondered who put the milk on her desk.

In class, she has a better relationship with Xiaomin.

No, there's another person. She looks at the position of the Song Dynasty. He hasn't come back yet. It seems that he was called to the office by the teacher, so it shouldn't be him.

Who put it wrong?

Cheng Anyue did not receive the milk in the drawer, waiting for someone to claim it, but no one came to claim it until after school in the afternoon.

After school, she packed her schoolbag and prepared to go home.

Zhou Xiaomin suddenly poked her arm, "Anyue, look, he's coming again."

Cheng Anyue looked up at the door and saw Huayu standing there.

Seeing her look, he waved at her.

Cheng Anyue's eyebrows are slightly tight. He has a headache. Why is he here again.

Looking at the milk on the table, she felt that she should have found the owner.

She picked up the box of milk and went out and handed it to Hua Yu directly.

Hua Yu looked at the milk and asked, "why didn't you drink it?"

Without waiting for Cheng Anyue to speak, the corners of his mouth were slightly crooked, "it's not for me to drink."

Looking at his ambiguous appearance, Cheng Anyue couldn't help rolling her eyes. She frowned and said, "don't put things on my desk any more. It's not good."

"What's the matter, isn't it just a box of milk? Although you don't want to be my girlfriend, we can always be friends. It's not too much for me to treat my friend to a box of milk. "

Cheng Anyue can't find any words to refute him for a moment. He has helped her before. If she wants to say that they are not friends, she will be merciless.

But what he did bothered her. She was quite sure that the man had not given up.

She suddenly asked: "do you always chase girls like this before?"

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