Chapter 1637: 1637: School Begins, Military Training (Part 19)

Chapter 1637: Chapter 1637: School Begins, Military Training (Part 19)

Especially when being stared at by him, she always felt a bit insecure.

On the other hand, Liang Wenjing naturally greeted Duan Xi: “Hello.”

Duan Xi nodded slightly, then turned to Ruan Jiaojiao and said, “It’s crowded over there, you wait here for me, I’ll go buy the food.”

“Sure.” Ruan Jiaojiao obediently nodded and sat down beside Li Que.

Watching Duan Xi’s back as he disappeared into the crowd, Li Que finally took an exaggerated breath and asked Ruan Jiaojiao, “Little One, you haven’t told me what your relationship is? Is he your boyfriend?”

Boyfriend?

“!!!”

It was the first time Ruan Jiaojiao heard someone describe her relationship with Duan Xi like that, and she was stunned. The next second, her little face turned completely red, and she frantically waved her hands: “Sister Que, don’t talk nonsense, we are not.”

Though she said so, her face was getting redder, and even the corners of her mouth were unconsciously rising.

“Not? Then why are you blushing so much?” Li Que teased, looking at her pink little face, thinking of its soft touch, she couldn’t resist pinching it lightly. But just as her hand touched Ruan Jiaojiao’s cheek, she felt a chill at the back of her neck.

Looking up, she met Duan Xi’s cold and even murderous glare from afar in the crowd, scaring her into immediately retracting her hand. Because her movements were too abrupt, she even hit her hand on the edge of the table, not only overturning her lunchbox but also causing herself to yelp in pain.

“Be careful.”

“Are you okay?”

Ruan Jiaojiao and Liang Wenjing said simultaneously, both taking out handkerchiefs from their pockets and handing them to her. But feeling the gaze from not far away, Li Que didn’t dare take Ruan Jiaojiao’s handkerchief, so she took Liang Wenjing’s instead.

Not until that distant gaze disappeared did Li Que wipe the soup off the back of her hand with the handkerchief and, with some resentment, said to Ruan Jiaojiao: “Little One, that Xi brother of yours is really scary.”

“Hm?” Ruan Jiaojiao looked at her puzzled, then glanced back, seeing nothing, she was a bit confused but still explained, “Xi brother isn’t scary, he’s very nice.”

Li Que curled her lips, muttered softly again, but didn’t dare say it out loud. She straightened her bowl, saw there was still some leftover soup and rice, and, not wanting to waste it, scooped it up with her spoon and ate it herself.

In the process, the three of them didn’t continue the topic but talked about tomorrow’s military training instead.

Two minutes later, Duan Xi came back.

The school’s food was cheap, but likewise, the presentation of the food wasn’t great either. It was all cooked in large pots, lacking in color, aroma, or taste, and there was particularly a lot of soup, almost like rice soaked in soup.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the food Duan Xi had gotten, and although he had picked the best options, she still couldn’t help but purse her lips.

Having always eaten the meals sent by the Ruanlin Family and Zhao Li, both of whom could cook well, she was used to delicate food. Her picky tongue instinctively frowned at the first sight of these meals.

The soup was plentiful, but it didn’t look oily, just a plain watery soup. The meat was plentiful too, but it looked very tough. As for vegetables, they were overcooked, a dull gray kind…

But thinking of how Li Que enjoyed hers just a moment ago, she thought perhaps it might not be that bad.

So she reached out, scooped a spoonful, and put it in her mouth.

Ugh… it really was hard to eat…

Ruan Jiaojiao barely swallowed one bite and couldn’t muster the courage to eat a second.