"Why did the first round end so quickly?" Jiang Nian complained.
After saying this, he poured a small cup of hot water into a glass cup that Zhang Ningzhi had given him. He also took out a small handful of Jasmine Tea from the drawer and brewed tea on the spot.
Zhang Ningzhi just glanced at him, and a cup of Jasmine Tea appeared in her hand as well.
Her ears turned red, and she whispered softly.
"Thank you."
In the afternoon, the clouds hung low, and there was no sun starting from two o'clock.
The classroom seemed cool and quiet, especially for those sitting by the back door.
Li Hua, half-awake, lay on the desk, listening to Lao Liu talk endlessly about the first round. He had a look of indifference, like a dead pig not fearing boiling water.
"What's Lao Liu babbling about?"
Jiang Nian took a sip of Jasmine Tea and calmly said.
"Probably has a crush on you."
