Shi'an's school uniform was a bit dirty, so Jiang He washed it for him that night, and took the opportunity to wash Xu Jin's as well.
Xu Jin's uniform had always been a lot cleaner than Shi'an's. Girls loved to be clean, but Shi'an just didn't care. His sleeves even had ink marks on them, probably from doodling with a ballpoint pen when he was bored—a curved smiley face.
"la violence, la barbarie, pas intelligent,"
Xu Qing leaned into the doorway and said to Jiang He, who was pouring in the laundry detergent, slightly tilting his head with some smugness.
Jiang He glanced at him without saying a word. Although she didn't understand what he said, she knew this guy was definitely cursing her. Today, she just didn't feel like arguing with him.
Some people are just idle, like Shi'an, always liking to tease Xu Jin for no reason, and then getting beaten up and behaving themselves.
