Chapter 135 is not something she can touch
Among Gong Jiuhan's surprised expression, Jun Gu's eyes twitched, and the fingertips stretched out in front of her slightly raised.
means that if the tip of the onion is cut, it will be as slender as jade.
It's a bit prettier than women's.
"Um?"
Looking along the hand, Gong Jiuhan didn't understand what kind of confusing behavior he was doing.
Jun Gu Youyou exhaled, raised his chin slightly, and parted his thin lips lightly: "Give me the candy wrapper."
She looked in the direction indicated by Jun Gu. It was a small plastic trash can with a black bag.
Standing quietly on the upper left side of Jun Gu's stool.
Gong Jiu paused for a moment, squeezed the fingertips that had just been peeled off the candy wrapper lightly, and there was a touch of astonishment in his eyes.
This person is going to help her take out the trash...
Glancing at the handsome and elegant face of the man, Gong Jiu paused for half a second before passing the candy wrapper.
After receiving it, she retracted her five fingers and squeezed the candy wrapper into a ball. Jun Gu raised her hand, and the candy wrapper drew a small parabola and fell into the trash can.
"Thank you brother."
The boy's voice suddenly sounded, sprinkled over.
Jun Gu retracted his hand for a moment, and immediately inserted his hands and five fingers into each other, placing them on the overlapping legs.
He didn't speak.
The lips and tails are slightly hooked, and the whole body is elegant and abstinent.
For some reason, Gong Jiuhan felt that this brother seemed to be in a much better mood.
At least, the breath is not as suppressed as before.
However, this has nothing to do with her.
Youyou withdrew his eyes, Gong Jiuhan just half-supported his head, squinting and watching the battle on the stage.
Breathing neither too fast nor slow, Jun Gu glanced at the young man's careless face out of the corner of his eyes, and his jaw paused slightly.
In his mind, Qi Yan frowned, his eyes filled with shock:
"I couldn't help but sigh how wide the hearts of people who eat this medicine candy are. The content of several ingredients I can detect in it is already mixed in a proportion that exceeds the average person..."
"That's not counting the ones I haven't been able to identify..."
Ruyu's fingertips moved regularly, and Jun Gu's brows were slightly cold and irritable.
Exceeding the proportion of ordinary people...
Little guy is really driving people crazy...
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"Ding~"
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teachers could be seen walking out of their respective classrooms one after another.
"唰唰唰～"
After finishing the steps of the last big question, Lin Yao let out a breath, put down the pen, and checked it again.
Finally fold the test questions neatly, take out the classification folder, put the test questions on it and fix them, and put them back into the desk box.
Suddenly idle, she turned her face and looked out the window.
The corridor was quite quiet, and occasionally two people walked by.
Think about when Gong Jiu was silent, whenever get out of class was over, a crowd of people would quickly gather in the corridor in front of the window, looking inside.
It's a pity that Gong Jiuan's greatest pleasure in school is probably sleeping, and few people can see her.
The most common thing I see all day long is the picture of a teenager with his foggy blue school uniform covering his head, quietly throwing himself on the table.
Suddenly someone patted her on the top of the head, and Lin Yao was in pain, "Who hit me?"
Turning her head, Song Zixi's fair and handsome face came into view, holding a handout with her name written on it.
Song Zixi put the things on her table, and smiled: "I have finished copying the handout, so I will return it to you. Seeing that you are in a daze, I will help you regain consciousness."
Scratching her head, Lin Yao put the handouts into her schoolbag, "Then do I have to thank you?"
Song Zixi frowned: "You're welcome, it's easy."
Lin Yao laughed, stretched out her legs and kicked him: "Here are beautiful ones for you."
Song Zixi dodged with a smile on his lips, and returned to his seat. Lin Yao saw him bent over to search from the bag, then lowered his head, not knowing what he was doing.
Lin Yao reckoned that it should also be a mobile phone.
Wrestling is very popular and loved in the sports education industry in Beijing. The students in No. 1 Middle School, including Song Zixi, naturally have most of them paying attention to the dynamics in the circle.
The free kickboxing preliminary competition is going on for the past two days, and almost everyone in the school is focusing on it.
After dinner and before tea, I always hear people around talking about the game, such as which team lost, which game their favorite player team is in...etc.
Lin Yao has received a step-by-step education since she was a child, and her family has clearly arranged for her what she can and cannot do.
She likes fighting very much, and this kind of blood, which represents breaking through the world and confinement, makes her feel kind.
Lin Yao lowered her eyes.
However, this kind of passion is not something she can touch...
The class bell rang suddenly.
She tilted her head to look at the empty seat inside, her beautiful eyes sparkling.
In an instant, he looked away and landed on the teacher who walked up to the podium, picked up the pen, and slowly took notes.
I'm here~ catch it~
(end of this chapter)