Chapter 57: Tsundere's Scholar

It doesn't matter whose breath is messed up first, because the breath of the two has merged into one and can't tell each other apart. The distance between the lips is already less than a millimeter, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are close to each other.

But it was this touch that made the young man's heart feel like a mess.

In the dark, she was at his mercy, and she was always so well-behaved. Even if he goes out tonight, what does it matter if he is a beast, such a little girl who is rubbed by him, what is it to kiss me?

It's hard to ride a tiger.

"Brother......" she cried, her eyes still bright, looking at him without fear.

"Are you afraid?" he suppressed the boy's heart.

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid I'll bully you. ”

The corners of the girl's mouth were slightly raised, and she was a little confident, "I'm not afraid." ”

The young man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and there were complex emotions surging in his eyes.

Well, I'm scared. The boy tilted his head slightly and gave her a big embrace. The girl stiffened slightly, and then hugged him obediently.

For a long time, she was a little sleepy.

"Squishy?"

"Huh?"

"Sleepy?"

"Hmm. "Soft and glutinous nasal voice.

"Hug you...... Would you like to send you back?"

"Good. ”

He really wanted to hug it! But now that the lights were out, it was only past ten o'clock, and there were still people on the road.

He hooked her bag with one hand and pulled her with the other. The little girl walked a little floating, and it seemed that she was really sleepy.

"Look at the road. He reminded.

She didn't even bother to open her mouth to answer. Li Quexin's daily routine is quite regular, and now if she wants to fight her spirit, it is definitely difficult for a strong person.

"Threshold...... Sure enough, if it weren't for his quick eyes, she would have been lying on the ground.

Wei Sheng Rongmian sighed with a smile, and after putting her schoolbag on his back, he still picked her up horizontally, "Hold it tight." ”

Li Que hooked him perfunctorily, looking like he couldn't get off. On the way, he mischievously hugged her and quickly turned around, Li Quexin was startled in a half-dream, and immediately hugged her tighter.

On the road, of course, there were people looking sideways, and there were even two female teachers in the second year of high school, they rubbed their eyes together, and asked each other very uncertainly, "...... that student is so familiar?"

"Micro-...... Rongcheng!"

"It must be a micro-life Rongcheng, how can it be Rongmian ......"

......

Carrying her to the girls' dormitory building, he was ready to fight with the dormitory manager, and then thought about carrying her directly to the sixth floor, but who knew that as soon as the door opened, Evergreen Lime and Lin Xiaoxiao were already waiting on the first floor.

The dormitory manager aunt was vaccinated in advance by the two girls, saving her the trouble of explaining.

"Don't fall on her. Weisheng Rongmian admonished.

"She deserves it! Who told her to come back so late. "Evergreen Lime doesn't have a good temper, but she is extra careful when she helps her.

"Go back, pervert...... Belch...... The brother of the perverted Li Quexin ......" Lin Xiaoxiao braked urgently, and he didn't dare to look at his not very kind eyes, so he hurriedly took the schoolbag and turned around to help her upstairs.

Until there was no longer a figure in sight, Weisheng Rongmian also turned away. This night is over, and on the way back, I always feel that something is missing, so I feel comfortable when I come.

Maybe it would be better to hold a rock?

But as soon as he thought that he would come to pick her up again tomorrow morning, and that he would be able to pull her "do whatever he wanted" throughout the holiday, his steps became brisk again......

..............................

The seven-day National Day holiday has officially begun.

Li Qixin, as usual, got up early in the morning to tidy up, carried her suitcase downstairs, and Weisheng Rongmian was waiting for her under the clothes pole.

After getting into the car, he helped her fasten her seatbelt, and then he took out a small pile of papers from the black travel bag he was carrying.

He watched attentively, but Li Quexin was attracted by his bag. It is said that Weisheng Rongmian is dressed casually today, and he looks carefully at his hairstyle - it seems that he has sprayed some hairspray.

There is a feeling of a big back, and sure enough, a beautiful man can control all kinds of hairstyles, and he can sit firmly on the throne of appearance without taking care of it.

"Brother, you are so good-looking today......" Li Quexin seriously suspected that he had become a Yan dog, why couldn't he see enough of his brother's face?

Weisheng Rongmian coughed lowly, ignored her, and just turned his head to the other side and didn't know what he was doing. It only took two seconds for him to turn around, his face as usual.

"What are you looking at, brother?" Li Quexin looked for another topic.

"Grades. ”

"Who's?"

"Mine. ”

Li Qixin's eyes widened, she thought of the legend of Weisheng Rongmian's excellent grades, so she was particularly ...... about these documents Revere.

"Have you come out with your monthly exam results?" asked Li Quexin.

"Hmm. ”

"Brother, you must have done well in the exam, right?"

Weisheng Rongmian stroked the broken hair in front of his forehead, "It's okay, it's all full marks, nothing to look at." ”

Nothing to see and you have been watching it for so long?

After a pause, Wei Sheng Rongmian glanced at her, with two points of expectation in his eyes, "Ahem, do you see?"

Li Qixin always felt that his brother was weird today, and he couldn't say what was weird, but he just felt ...... I'm a little prouder.

"I'll see, I'll see!" Li Qixin hurriedly took it. It's a two-handed one, after all, it's a sacred relic of a scholar.

Wow! It's no wonder that people are proud, Li Quexin feels that if he wants to achieve this result, he has to walk sideways.

In the second year of high school, in addition to cultural classes, there are also various skill courses, all full marks, there is really no suspense. These teachers are also very uninspired, isn't it good to give a 99 in the skills class, that will definitely attract the attention of the micro son.

"Brother, you're amazing......" she admired sincerely. Weisheng Rongmian sat on the side and smiled faintly, but for a moment, when she looked over, she looked cold and arrogant.

"Our grades seem to be out, and the teacher said we'll talk about it when we come back from vacation. ”

Wei Sheng Rongmian snorted, "I've already seen your results." ”

Don't say it, don't say it, or you won't be able to live this holiday!

"Except for language and history, I didn't pass it. Weisheng said quietly.

Li Que's heart suddenly looked like a deflated ball, and the whole person collapsed there lifeless. The report cards in her hand suddenly became heavy, and she wanted to tear them up with evil thoughts in her heart.

Thinking about it, Li Quexin couldn't hold back, and really clumped up the paper in the stunned gaze of Wei Shengrong......

Frankly, is Weisheng Rongmian the kind of person who cares about grades?

Of course, he is. But over the years, he has never regarded this as a bragging capital, because he doesn't think he is a genius, and all the awards have been accumulated by his efforts bit by bit. There's no such thing as hard work to brag about.

Today he showed off, and then was ruthlessly ravaged. It doesn't matter, who made him not know which tendon is wrong today.

But what really stunned him was that Li Quexin, a little thing, lost his temper!

Amazing, amazing.

As soon as the soft word "soft ......" came out, I saw that Li Qixin, who had lost his temper, spread the small wings of the paper on his thighs again, and then began to smooth out with a repentant face......