Su Nanzhi and Jiang Beiyu finished their meal and then headed back to school. Jiang Beiyu dropped her off at the dormitory building, saying, "Go have a nap quickly, and don't play the tracking game next time, it's so unfashionable."
Su Nanzhi: "?"
Well, that's something.
What exactly is Jiang Teacher's definition of 'fashionable'?
It seemed that Jiang Beiyu sensed Su Nanzhi's disagreement with his opinion. His left hand, which had been resting on the steering wheel, lightly brushed over his lips, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly, resembling the bewitching version of Jiang Xiaoyu.
Su Nanzhi was momentarily distracted.
Like.
Even if you said they were ancestors and descendants of the same clan, they looked incredibly alike.
Calling them twins wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Jiang Teacher explained to her, "Plotlines like tracking are rarely featured in TV dramas nowadays. You skulking around, anyone could tell something was off, you know?"
Su Nanzhi: "?"