Most of the time, it was a pink jacket and a pair of jeans.
This strengthened Jiang Sifan's resolve. Once they got through the difficult startup phase, he would definitely take Wen Wan to buy some more beautiful clothes.
Just as he was admiring her, Wen Wan suddenly woke up.
She rubbed her eyes and looked at Jiang Sifan.
Seeing Jiang Sifan staring at her, Wen Wan blushed a little and said, "Class... Class President, what is it?"
"Ah, nothing... it's nothing. I just saw you were asleep and was wondering if I should give you a jacket. Are you cold?" As he spoke, Jiang Sifan started to take off his own jacket, intending to hand it to her.
Wen Wan quickly shook her head. "I'm not cold, Class President. You should keep it on."
"Alright then." Jiang Sifan felt a little awkward.
Of course, he wasn't about to tell Wen Wan that he had been secretly admiring her pretty face and figure.
If he said that, she would probably think he was some kind of pervert.
