"What do you mean we get along well?" Mu Xiangwan held back her laughter and stole a glance at him, "If there's something you want to ask, just ask! Your indirect way of speaking isn't like you at all! We just walked together after class and had a little chat, do you have to be so suspiciously jealous of everything?"
"A little chat? I saw you two talk a lot, and you seemed to be quite happy!"
"Oh, we were talking about Hulunbeier Grassland, considering to organize a sketching trip for the class there after a while, and maybe also have some tourism fun, isn't that wonderful!"
Su Chaoyang frowned, "No permission!"
"Why?" Mu Xiangwan didn't like his domineering restrictions and complained dissatisfiedly, "It's a class activity, I'm certainly going to participate! I've missed so many opportunities before, now I want to stand in solidarity with my classmates!"
"Whose idea was it?"
"Peng Yihui! Oh, that boy from earlier, our class president."
Isn't that a disaster!
