Raise Love-68-Girls are jealous

Still talk?

Hmph, he was already angry enough.

However, perhaps because he had known this girl for a long time, and fortunately, his conscience hadn't completely vanished back then. Sometimes, seeing her timidity, tearfulness, and coquettishness, he found it rather interesting.

That feeling was as if he was watching a little girl grow up with his own eyes, a kind of strange sense of "a girl in my family has just come of age."

This novel feeling that he had never experienced before had hooked Ryder completely.

He really hadn't encountered anything interesting for a long time.

Compared with that extremely naughty kitten in his home, the girl beside him was obedient, and from time to time, she would show a bit of slyness.

Ryder casually made a comparison.

He resolutely crossed out the cat at home. A cat was nowhere near as interesting as a little girl. Obviously, the "little kitten" beside him was cuter.

She could glare at people, not to mention.

She could also make him angry.

If he were given a breeder's record book at this moment, he probably could pick up a pen and write a long article about his observation insights.

Ryder chuckled to himself, glanced at the fluffy head beside him, and his fingertips twitched. He felt itchy again.

Secretly, he grabbed a few more strands of the little girl's hair and lazily started playing with them, twisting them into various shapes, watching them smoothly fall apart, and then twisting them again.

Aria resisted a few times, but it was useless, so she didn't bother struggling anymore. No one could probably stop this guy from doing what he wanted.

She pursed her lips and watched the show, wanting to tell him that a girl's hair shouldn't be played with casually.

Such actions could easily lead to misunderstandings.

But he seemed to believe that she had a "sweetheart" she was deeply in love with and couldn't let go of, so he wasn't worried about this at all.

This guy could be really muddled sometimes.

Later in the class gathering, almost everyone who wanted to perform had taken their turns. There was still over half an hour left. Someone suggested playing musical chairs.

"Whoever loses... um, whoever loses has to sing?"

"The loser sings, and it can't be like those who volunteered just now. As long as you lose, you have to accept the punishment. Even if you're out of tune, you have to sing on stage. What do you think?"

Some relatively introverted classmates made low protests.

But then their voices were drowned out by the voices of agreement. The minority obeyed the majority, and no one stood up to spoil the fun and say they didn't want to play.

"Okay, come on then. Who's afraid of who!"

"Bro, you two come too?" Someone shouted at Ryan Bennett and the others, "Don't just watch us play. You guys join in too!"

The desks in the classroom were rearranged. The U - shape became a not - so - standard "O" shape.

Ryan Bennett glanced furtively towards the door, then smiled and pulled the class assistant from the next class to sit in the empty seat on the side.

He gave Ryder a sidelong glance.

He whispered in his ear, "You're something else, coming to our class to find the little girl. You're so shameless!"

Ryder twitched his lips, "Wanna die?"

"Keep blabbering and I'll beat you up."

Ryan Bennett shut up immediately: "..." You're ruthless.

At this time, Ryan, who had danced at the beginning, said, "OK, then we'll start from the first person by the window on the right and pass this bottle."

"Let's turn off the big lights. Just turn on the small lights above the multimedia. It'll feel more exciting this way, right?"

"OK, OK."

The bottle started to be passed quickly from the side by the window.

Sydney, who had had enough fun, noticed the pomelo pulp in front of her table and smiled widely. She hugged Aria and kissed her on the face.

This kiss made a "mua" sound.

It wasn't obvious in the noisy environment, but it was very clear to those nearby.

Ryder, who was full of interest in playing with hair, turned his head slightly, and his pitch - black eyes casually cut over, looking relaxed yet sharp.

"Muah, baby!" Sydney didn't notice him at all and said with a big smile, "Baby, you're so virtuous. Whoever marries you in the future will just enjoy life!"

Then she kissed Aria again and pinched her face, sighing, "I don't know how you're made. Your skin is so smooth and soft."

"..." Aria had gotten used to her crazy - around - people personality these days. She just glared at her and didn't say anything.

The bottle stopped and landed in a girl's hand.

Cheers resounded through the class. The girl was from the next class. She wasn't shy. She squeezed the bottle, pushed the table aside, and walked to the middle of the open space.

She chose an accompaniment and sang a song that was popular on Douyin recently.

Sydney lazily lay on Aria's shoulder, complaining that she couldn't sing and that she mustn't lose when it was their turn.

Aria smiled and comforted her. Sydney wanted to lean over again.

She just pouted, about to take advantage of her beautiful little sister again. For some reason, she suddenly felt a chill.

Sydney: "?"

Huh? A murderous aura?

Is someone trying to secretly kill me??

She subconsciously stopped her actions and, following a woman's sixth sense, looked in the direction where she felt the danger.

The lazy boy was sitting with one leg crossed, the other leg stretched out casually, incredibly long. His elbow rested on the edge of the chair back, looking extremely arrogant.

Most importantly, he was half - turned, his eyes pitch - black, looking at her with a half - smile.

Sydney: "??"

Sydney: "!!!" Ryder!

Damn, that cold chill from the Arctic Circle actually came from their president!

Sydney suddenly remembered the few kisses she had given Aria just now.

"..." She looked away.

Aria was still letting her hold her arm obediently, looking down at her phone, completely unaware of that strange oppressive feeling.

Sydney subconsciously let go of her and then forced herself to wipe the saliva mark on Aria's face.

After doing this, she looked up and smiled at Ryder.

Sydney: "Hi, President."

Ryder's eyes had a half - smile, and he let out a low sneer, "Good."

Good?

What's good? Where's the good??

She didn't think it was good at all.

Aria was replying to the messages from the family group. Also, because she was familiar with Ryder's presence, as long as he wasn't angry or unhappy, it wouldn't make her nervous.

Naturally, she didn't notice that Sydney, who was sticking to her, quietly moved aside a bit, nor did she notice the confrontation and eye - contact between the two.

Ryder just looked lazy and indifferent, showing no obvious emotions.

As if that glance was just a casual look, he took his eyes back.

Even that strange murderous aura seemed like an illusion.

Sydney was very frustrated.

When did this guy sneak into their class?

Also, that definitely wasn't her illusion just now. The president wanted to get at her because she kissed Aria several times?

Come on, she was a girl. What was wrong with a kiss?

Sydney: Speechless =_=

He said he didn't like her. Only Aria, that naive girl, probably wouldn't even realize it if she was eaten by the big bad wolf. She'd probably still be crying and worrying about whether the wolf cub would choke on a bone.

Silly girl. m.gΟиЪ.ōΓＧ

Just from that glance, she could tell that Ryder was unhappy.

Unhappy that they were too close.

Damn it.

Damn, damn, he was so petty that he was even jealous of a girl!

This was simply unreasonable.

Even the male lead in a novel would say it was outrageous.

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