The two-person walk turned into a five-person walk.
Li Qingmo and Song Shize, two shameless guys said, "We're all classmates, if you can gather, why can't we?"
Ha-ha, unbelievable.
Xie Ying'an drove, with Song Shize sitting in the co-driver's seat. Qingran originally planned to sit between her brother and her best friend, but when she got on the car, Li Qingmo had already brazenly taken the middle seat, with Ruan Ruan looking down at her phone on the other side, clearly not paying attention to the seating arrangement.
Neither of them said anything, so Qingran felt it was also inappropriate to say more.
Before the car started, Song Shize turned back and looked over, then suddenly put on a grim face: "Hey, Li Qingmo."
He unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and stepped out: "Let's switch seats."
Xie Ying'an's fingers rested on the steering wheel as he also turned to look.
"Ranran," he gestured to Qingran towards the co-driver's seat: "Come to the front."
