950. Chapter 950 He Ignored Her

As soon as she entered the classroom, Luo Xiaomei habitually looked towards Li Minhao's seat.

His seat was next to the window, and at this moment he slightly turned his head, as if looking at the scenery outside the window. The sun shone on his side face, outlining his deep and perfect outline.

"Look at me, look at me, look at me quickly." As she walked to her seat, Luo Xiaomei kept repeating in her heart.

Normally, he would smile at her. Although the smile was very faint, it was enough to warm her heart.

But today, he never looked at her from beginning to end. Even when she deliberately slowed down her pace when she walked past him, he didn't notice it at all.

Luo Xiaomei's heart ached for a moment, and she quickened her pace in a bit of anger and walked towards her seat.

With a "bang", she threw her schoolbag on the desk, and Li Mengshan almost jumped up in fright.

She looked at Luo Xiaomei, and then at her brother, and she knew it all in her heart. Since she ran into Ke Jingheng holding Luo Xiaomei's hand this morning, her brother has not said a word.

Ke Jingheng lay on the table silently, covering his face with his English textbook. No one could see the expression on his face at this moment.

For the whole morning self-study, Luo Xiaomei flipped through the Chinese textbook on the table aimlessly, unable to read a single word, let alone recite.

After the bell for the morning self-study rang, the class representatives of each subject began to collect homework. Luo Xiaomei's smart big eyes secretly glanced at Li Minhao again, looking forward to the moment when he walked towards her.

Closer, closer... Finally, he came to her!

A trace of joy flashed in Luo Xiaomei's eyes: "Min..."

Before she finished her words, Li Minhao gently took away the stack of homework placed on the corner of her desk, and then continued to walk towards Ke Jingheng behind her as if he had not heard it.

"Ke Jingheng..." He knocked on the table, "Where is your English homework? Take it out."

Ke Jingheng seemed not to hear it, and continued to lie motionless, looking like he was asleep.

Li Minhao stood and waited for a while, and finally took the book off his face, unable to bear it any longer: "Ke Jingheng! You..."

"No." Ke Jingheng leaned back on the chair, looking indifferent, "Report my name, I don't care."

Hearing the provocation in his tone, Li Minhao silently lowered his eyes and looked at him for a long time, and left without saying a word.

Luo Xiaomei's tears have begun to roll in her eyes. From childhood to childhood, Li Minhao has never been so cold to her.

Li Mengshan carefully handed her a tissue: "Xiaomei... If there is any misunderstanding, just speak up. This way, everyone will have a hard time."

"I..." Luo Xiaomei felt even more wronged. She wanted to say it, but Li Minhao didn't give her a chance to speak!

"I know, I will give you one last chance! This time, you must explain clearly and confess successfully!" Li Mengshan whispered in her ear, "If you fail again, it means you are not destined."

Although her voice was very low, it still floated into Ke Jingheng's ears in the back seat.

He kicked the corner of the table in annoyance, and the whole table shook.

He Chaoran was busy copying homework: "That's enough, I've been crazy several times this morning, more frequent than a woman's period!"

Ke Jingheng seemed not to hear him, his eyes fell on the back of Luo Xiaomei's white school uniform.

They like each other, and it's only a matter of time before they get together. No matter what he does, it's just a delay.

In this way, he looks pitiful and pathetic...